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But Fabens was still confident that Fairbanks was honorable and worthy
of respect and trust; he was often at his store; he often relied on his
integrity for important considerations; and he was well assured that he
was a man of merit and justice, and entitled to his enviable name. And
so marked was his confidence, it had induced Fairbanks to come without
hesitation again to buy all the wheat he could sell, and ask to have
credit till January. He offered a fairer price than Fabens had hoped
to obtain that season, and he engaged it on the desired time.
Fairbanks was unusually social and winning that afternoon, when he
found them rising from the lunch in the field; and he conversed freely
and pleasantly with Mrs. Fabens and her daughter, as they departed for
the house; and then turned to Fabens and conversed a long while, saying
at last--"That is your _only daughter_, I believe, Judge?"
"Yes, and only child, now, I suppose, that we have on earth," answered
Fabens.
"You may think I am too free, comparative stranger as I am, in my
conversation with her," said Fairbanks.
"O, no; I like to see folks familiar and friendly. Familiarity is the
life of company, while stiffness and formality give it a chill which is
quite disagreeable to me," said Fabens.
"Perhaps I should not be so familiar to her; but she reminds me so much
of a dear sister of mine on the Hudson, that I feel attracted towards
her; and it seemed every moment as if my sister was going to speak to
me. She is a good sister, too, and quite intelligent, if I am her
brother; and I think I have a right to say it. And there is that same
trembling modesty, that same blushing innocence and blooming beauty, to
remind me of my sister; and had her hair been a shade or two darker,
and her teeth not so ivory white; I believe I should have forgotten I
was talking to a stranger. You will pardon my frankness, Squire, I
know you will. I am apt to talk right out just as I happen to feel."
"Certainly, certainly, Mr. Fairbanks. I always admired frankness.
Perhaps you say too much of our daughter; but she is a very good sort
of a girl; and we tried, as far as we were able, to give her a
common-sense view of things, and have her respectable. I am thankful
that she is not as brazen as some girls; and good health has flushed
her face with fresh and blooming looks."
"You needn't fear for _that_ girl--pardon my freedom, Squire. No young
lady of such a turned forehead, and such eyes and address, ever came
short of what good parents desired."
"Then you are a phrenologist, Mr. Fairbanks?"
"I have studied such things considerably, and am not often mistaken.
High and full in all the frontal and coronal regions--such heads are
never given to flirts or fools."
"She is just as the Lord has permitted her to be; and we are thankful
that she has filled our home with so much light and joy."
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