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Summary of the Book 'Quaint Courtships':
William Dean Howells (March 1 1837 ? May 11 1920) was an American realist author and literary critic. He was known for the Christmas story Christmas Every Day and the novel The Rise of Silas Lapham.
Excerpts from the Book 'Quaint Courtships':
... landscape, the other explains, carefully. In those days (Miss Letty was born in 1804, and was eighteen when she and the ruddy Alfred sat on the back ... ... can catch your father again.-Oh, just listen to that harmonicon downstairs. It sets my teeth on edge.. Then Cyrus, the silent, servile first mate, ... ... I-. Of course he will. Gussie broke in Cyrus, he is in the cabin now.. Well, to-morrow I- Cyrus got up and sidled towards the ... ... horse. That's Cipher's trotter, he said to himself, and leaning out, cried: Hi. Cy. At which the other horse was drawn in with a jerk, and Captain ... ... got mother's ring,' says the cook, 't' prove it.'. 'Tumm,' says Liz t' me, 'you ithn't wantin' t' get married, ith you.'. 'No, Liz,' says I. ... ... I 'low we'll have you marry us.'. Up jumps the skipper but he was too much s'prised t' say a word. 'An' I'm thinkin',' says the cook, with a nasty ... ... and the like. There was also a quantity of box. The garden was divided into rooms by the box, and in each room bloomed the flowers. Sarah moved ... ... 'twa'n't his fault, poor man. He had to go to work and get all that money he has. By the last masculine pronoun Mrs. Lynn meant John Mangam. Sarah ... ... gray-eyed girls. However, go he must, and go he did. He was not a little relieved to find so few there, and that most of them were young women. A ... ... you to know that it was you who inspired Sunday Weeks, if any one did. I have never mentioned this before, have not admitted it, even to myself, until ... ... with their blames. For though Zorra can boast maidens who have hung in the wind till fifty and still, as the vernacular has it, married on a man, ... ... was more horrible than certainty, he dressed and walked down the line to McCakeron's. Once again he found Ja at the milking or rather, she had ... ... hours of train-Get into something cool and rest. Luncheon isn't until two.. She disappeared, and Rose looked at her sister, who, with her hat ... ... may only fancy that I like him, and from his high estate-. Nonsense. Rose said, warmly. He isn't, as you know, that sort of a man. I've known ... ... he was. He put out his hand. Mary, he said. The girl stared at him with eyes suddenly wide open he smiled into them. I have a right to call ... ... business practically was done. They went picnicking that day in each other's charge and after Braybridge left he wrote back to her, as Mrs. Welkin knew ... ... reached him, but he'd have caught them if they'd been whispered and he watched her across the lake, and into the bushes, and then broke for his train. ... ... then, of taking up the burden of common things. Do you want to be reminded of what you told me. You said that the roving life you had been leading in ... ... then, mused Cornelia in the doorway, watching the stout figure go down the street. Now what has the poor man been doing this time. A gentle pity grew ... ... a delightful surprise. she panted, holding out her hand to the minister. We are so glad to welcome-Why.-have you shown them to their ...