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My boy had ironed iven him the year previous, and which he now had loaned to reater than his own He had laundered my collars--a

in Cal

Davidson's wardrobe, discovered yet another waistcoat, if possible

more radiant even than the one with pink stripes, for that it was

cross hatched with bars of pale pea green and mauve--I know not from

what looms he obtained these wondrous fabrics Thus bravely attired

after breakfast, just before luncheon, indeed, it was, I felt

emboldened to call upon the captive ladies once more With much shame

I owned that I had not seen Auntie Lucinda for nearly two days--and

with much trepidation, also, for I knew not what new bitterness her

soul,

I knocked at the door of the ladies' cabin, the aftermost suite on the

boat, and, at first, had no answer The door, naturally, on a boat of

this size, would be low, the roof rising above decks no higher than

one's waist; and as I bent to knock again, the door of the coainstthus e of Auntie Lucinda

herself

"Well, sir-r-r-r!" said she, after a ti me sternly I can

by no means reproduce the awfulness of her "r's"