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fires in the inns generally except in the kitchen, and 

 I soon learned to make for that, and always found a 

 kindly welcome to its comforts ; though sometimes the 

 good woman and her lassie would look a little flushed 

 at having their "busiest culinary operations revealed so 

 suddenly to a stranger. Some of these kitchens are 

 fitted for sleeping apartments ; occasionally having two 

 tiers of berths like a ship's cabin, slightly and rudely 

 curtained. 



The family of this wayside inn, seemingly like every 

 other family in the country, had connections in 

 America, embracing brothers, uncles and cousins. I 

 was shown a little paper casket of hair flower-work, 

 sent by post ! It was wrought of locks of every shade 

 and tint, from the snow of a grandmother over one 

 hundred years of age to the little, sunny curls of the 

 youngest child in the circle of kindred families. The 

 Scotch branch had collected specimens from relatives 

 in Great Britain and forwarded them to the family 

 in America, one of whose daughters had worked them 

 into two bouquets of flowers, sending one of them by 

 post to this little white cottage on the Northern Sea, as 

 a memento of affection. What enhanced the beauty of 

 this interchange was the fact, that forty-eight years had 

 elapsed since the landlord's brother left his native land 

 for New England and had never seen it since. Still, 



