LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.
Frontispiece.—“The village
gossips wondered
who
he was, what
he
was, what he came for,
and
how long he intended
to
stay.”
It was a marvellous rig that he wore when he reappeared
The barge led the procession to Mason’s Corner
And then he landed a blow on Wood’s nose
“The Deacon and his wife led off”
CHARACTERS AND SCENES FROM THE STAGE PRESENTATION OF QUINCY ADAMS SAWYER.
Mandy Skinner
Samanthy Green
Mrs. Putnam’s anger, upon discovery of Lindy’s parentage (Act III.)
Quincy reading Alice’s letter to her (Act III.)
An old-fashioned husking bee (Act III.)
Alice recovers her sight (Act IV.)
QUINCY ADAMS SAWYER.
CHAPTER I.
The rehearsal.
It was a little after seven o’clock on the evening of December 31, 186—. Inside, the little red schoolhouse was ablaze with light. Sounds of voices and laughter came from within and forms could be seen flitting back and forth through the uncurtained windows. Outside, a heavy fall of snow lay upon hill and vale, trees and house-tops, while the rays of a full-orbed moon shone down upon the glistening, white expanse.
At a point upon the main road a short distance beyond the square, where the grocery store was situated, stood a young man. This young man was Ezekiel Pettengill, one of the well-to-do young farmers of the village. His coat collar was turned up and his cap pulled down over his ears, for the air was piercing cold and a biting wind was blowing. Now and then he would walk briskly back and forth for a few minutes, clapping his hands, which were encased in gray woollen mittens, in order to restore some warmth to those almost frozen members. As he walked back and forth, he said several times, half aloud to himself, “I don’t b’lieve she’s comin’ anyway. I s’pose she’s goin’ to stay ter hum and spend the evenin’ with him.” Finally he resumed his old position near the corner and assumed his previous expectant attitude.
As he looked down the road, a man came out of Mrs. Hawkins’s boarding house, crossed the road and walked swiftly towards him.
As the new-comer neared him, he called out, “Hello, Pettengill! is that you? Confounded cold, ain’t it? Who wuz yer waitin’ for? Been up to the schoolhouse yet?”
To these inquiries ‘Zekiel responded: “No!” and added, “I saw yer comin’ out of the house and thought I’d walk up with yer.”