Beadle's Dime Novels No. 35: East and West — page 33: what you’re looking at

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AN EXPEDIENT FOR THE EXIGENCY. 33 suit.us all. Ive hit on something that will do much befter, I believe, and help us out of our immediate difficulties—and it’s this: I'll take the timber intended for foundations and the frame-work—they’re plenty strong enough—and have them put right up over on the other side of the creek, out of the way. Then Ill have them coyered.with rough lumber, suit- able for a barn, and haye a rough floor and a couple of win- dows put in, and a cooking-stove; and so move right in and live tltere, while the carpenters put up a good, substantial family-mansion. It can be done in two or three days. What do you think of that, Constance? Do you think you could live in a barn ?” “TI ought to be able to live anywhere ; my aunt and cousin do,” said Constance, secretly wondering at the new ideas of living which were crowding upon her. “ But it isn’t quite equal to New York, eh?” “Oh, I think that, under the circumstances, the plan is excellent—much better than waiting forthe new house, Yes, I'm sure I like it very much.” “You and Minnie shall have a crib to yourselves in the barn. But don’t write to any of your New York friends about it.” “Indeed, I shall not,” returned Constance, very earn- estly. , They had entered the mill-room while speaking, and Min- nie, who was dozing, caught the sound of her cousin’s voice, “She is so beautiful!’ murmured Minnie. “Father, I must go to school. Cousin Constance—” and here the mur- mur died away to inarticulateness. : “She's been a frettin’ like, all night and mornin’, about goin’ to school; and she’s mightily struck with her eousin’s too, Pears she’s kind o’ feared her own looks an’ Ways mayn’t please her cousin,” said Mrs. Gleason. “Poor Minnie!” sighed Mr. Willard; “she has never taken kindly to the circumstances.of her humble fortune. To, make up for this, we have indulged her in all her whims and fancies, and let her grow up wild as a fawn, until that’s what the neighbors call her. She gets more and more whimsical a8 she gets older. I am really troubled about her future.” — conniclobookks.conn