Miss Dexie: A Romance of the ProvincesEveleth, Stanford
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Miss Dexie: A Romance of the Provinces
Eveleth, Stanford
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"That is the way they do it," said Beatrice, smiling, "and it pays better,
particularly on market days, than to put it in all the city papers. It is
the quickest way to make a loss known, or to advertise a sale, for
everybody listens to old Hatch, or Mr. Hatch, I should say. It is very
old-fashioned to have a town-crier, I suppose, but we should miss him very
much, though I daresay the office will die with the present crier."
"I think it is an old English custom," said Lancy. "I have read of criers
going through the streets to announce great events, such as battles and
other public matters, but I thought they were out of date long ago."
The events of the morning were duly discussed with Mrs. Fremont when they
arrived at the house, and she assured them that no thought of inconvenience
need cause them to shrink from accepting Mr. McDonald's invitation. Their
visit would bring pleasure to all the members of the family.
"You will not find the family rude and rough, as some country people are.
The girls are bright and intelligent, though full of fun and frolic," she
added. "You will be sure to enjoy yourselves, and should there come a rainy
day you will find plenty to amuse you in their quaint though comfortable
farmhouse."
CHAPTER XXIV.
The same comfortable carriage that carried them to Montague Bridge was now
travelling in an opposite direction, and the young strangers viewed with
pleasure the luxuriant fields that surrounded the many farmhouses, and
which promise such abundant harvest to their owners. The drive proved a
very delightful one indeed. In consequence of the many stoppings they made
to regale themselves with the sweet wild berries that grew in abundance by
the roadside, the afternoon was drawing to a close when the little party
reached the McDonald farmhouse.
The hardy pioneer who had first settled on the land that was owned and
tilled by his descendants, must have selected the site on which he built
his first log-house with an eye to the picturesque and beautiful, for no
other spot for miles around had such a far reaching and delightful
prospect. As time went by, and the land gave forth its increase, the
log-house was supplemented by a more pretentious structure, that was "built
on," the original apartments serving for kitchens, outhouses and other
necessary buildings; and as this process of erection went on at later
periods, the farmhouse was large and many sided, and possessed many
conveniences that farmers are apt to consider unnecessary. But the honest
pride that the present owner had in the well-tilled acres extended to the
buildings upon it, and neatness and thrift were everywhere present. No
hingeless gates propped with sticks met the eye; no broken-down doors were
to be seen on his barns; a master hand ruled the land, and his rule brought
prosperity and happiness.
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