Raymond Evelyn

The Brass Bound Box


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       Evelyn Raymond

      The Brass Bound Box

      Published by Good Press, 2019

       [email protected]

      EAN 4057664581990

       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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      Marsden was one of the few villages of our populous country yet left remote from any line of railway. The chief events of its quiet days were the morning and evening arrivals and departures of the mail-coach, whose driver still retained the almost obsolete custom of blowing a horn to signal his approach.

      All Marsden favored the horn, it was so convenient and so—so antique! which word typified the spirit of the place. For if modest Marsden had any pride, it was in its own unchanging attitude toward modern ways and methods. So, whenever Reuben Smith's trumpet was heard, the villagers knew it was time to leave their homes along the main street and repair to the "general store and post-office" for the mail, which was their strongest connecting link with the outside world.

      Occasionally, too, the coach brought a visitor to the village; though this was commonly in summer-time, when even its own stand-offishness could not wholly repel the "city boarder." After the leaves changed color, nobody went to and fro save those who "belonged," as the storekeeper, the milliner, and Squire Pettijohn, the lawyer; and it had been ten years, at least, since Reuben's four-in-hand was brought to a halt before Miss Eunice Maitland's gate. Now, on a windy day of late September, the two white horses and their two black companions were reined up there, while the trumpet gave a blast which startled the entire neighborhood.

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