The Brass Bound Box

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Raymond Evelyn. The Brass Bound Box

CHAPTER I. LEGACY AND LEGATEE

CHAPTER II. MASTER MONTGOMERY STURTEVANT

CHAPTER III. WHY MONTY DID NOT GO A-FISHING

CHAPTER IV. FOXES' GULLY

CHAPTER V. CHESTNUTS AND GOLD MINES

CHAPTER VI. THE BRASS BOUND BOX

CHAPTER VII. THE GRIT OF MOSES JONES

CHAPTER VIII. HAY-LOFT DREAMS

CHAPTER IX. SQUIRE PETTIJOHN

CHAPTER X. ALFARETTA'S PERPLEXITY

CHAPTER XI. THE FACE IN THE DARKNESS

CHAPTER XII. A STURTEVANT – PERFORCE

CHAPTER XIII. BUT – STURTEVANT TO THE RESCUE

CHAPTER XIV. ON A SATURDAY AFTERNOON

CHAPTER XV. BY THE OLD STONE BRIDGE

CHAPTER XVI. THE COTTAGE IN THE WOOD

CHAPTER XVII. A SELF-ELECTED CONSTABLE

CHAPTER XVIII. REUBEN SMITH, ACCESSORY

CHAPTER XIX. WHAT THE MOON SAW IN THE CORN-FIELD

CHAPTER XX. UNINVITED GUESTS

CHAPTER XXI. A NEIGHBORLY TRICK OF THE WIND

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Wildly beating the air with a long-handled broom, her cap-frills flying, her spectacles awry, the Widow Sprigg was vainly endeavoring to restore peace between Punch, the newcomer, and Sir Philip Sidney, the venerable Angora cat which had hitherto "ruled the roost."

The pug, with a native curiosity almost as great as Susanna's own, had slipped from the sitting-room unobserved and had wandered to the warm kitchen where Sir Philip lay asleep on his cushion, unmindful of interlopers till an ugly black muzzle was poked into his ribs, and he found his natural enemy coolly ruffling his silken fur.

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"She's the funniest thing I ever saw, and he's funnier than she! He doesn't want to lift the trunk. No. She doesn't want him to. Yes, she does. She's getting mad. He won't do it her way. She won't do it his. They're both coming in and leaving it on the sidewalk. He's saying something to her and now she's faced about again. Maybe he said 'tramp,' because she's looking all up and down the street as if she were scared, and he's laughing. I guess he's laughing – he shakes as if he were, yet his face is as sober as ever. Now they're off! Here they come. But do look, Aunt Eunice, oh, do look! He's just barely lifting his end off the ground, and she's raised hers real high. She's doing the most of the work, I believe, yet he's crouching down as if he were half-crushed by the weight. The idea! He sha'n't do that! I won't let any woman be treated that way!"

Out she sped, leaving all doors open and thus obliging Miss Maitland to close them after her or let the rooms be cooled by the inrush of wind. But her swift comprehension of the habits of the two household helpers, and her vivid description of their present movements, had so amused the lady that she also took up a point of observation, and was just in time to see Katharine indignantly push Moses' hand from the trunk-handle and seize it herself. It was evidently a heavier load than she had expected, for, at first, her end went down even lower than when Moses held it, yet she rallied instantly, and with all her might lifted it to a level with Susanna's, who was as instantly won by this action, and exclaimed, exultantly:

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