This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1869. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... Langley's hired man. He sent me for you, and the wagon is at the other door." Mechanically I followed him to the place designated, and then, as if I had been a feather, he took me in his arms and placed me in the wide chair, wrapping the buffalo-robes around me, and in various ways seeing that I was comfortable. He did not seem to me like a hireling, for his language was good, his manners gentlemanly, and ere we were half-way to Breeze Hill I was very much prepossessed in his favor, except, indeed, that he would look at me so much. He was quite talkative, asking me of my parents, of my brothers, and appearing much gratified when I told him how well Charlie was doing as clerk in a dry goods store in Worcester. " And Mr. Langley is only your cousin by marriage V ho said at last. " Have you any other male cousins ?" he asked. " I had a boy cousin once," I said, " but he is probably dead, for we have not heard from him in six long years." Forgetful that Mr. Watson was to me an entire stranger, 1 very briefly told him the story of " Cousin Will," who returned not with the vessel which bore him away, and who had deserted the ship at Calcutta. For many days they searched for him in vain, and at last left him alone in that far-off land, where he had probably met an early death. " He must have been a wild boy, and I dare say you felt relieved to be rid of him," said Mr. Watson, who had appeared deeply interested in my story. " Yes, he was wild," I replied, " but I liked him very, /ery much, and cried myself sick when he went away." Again the stranger's eyes fell upon me with a look I could not fathom. I grew uneasy, and was not sorry when about Bnnset we turned into the long, shady avenue which led up to the house. As if by magic, a wondrous change had been wrought in my...