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path toward the gate, saying, "Are you Captain 

 Glazier ?'' I acknowledged that I was that humble 

 person, whereupon Miss Lee asked me to dismount 

 and "• come right in,'' while Jack would take care 

 of the horse. Her fother and mother had gone to 

 Cleveland in the morning, to celebrate the Fourth, 

 and were expected back the same night. The little 

 ludy insisted upon my stopping overnight, and bustled 

 about with all the importance of a housewife in pre- 

 paring supper. I naturally felt some hesitation in 

 accepting her invitation to remain all night, but she 

 insisted that I be her guest, and made every effort 

 to amuse me. After tea, I was ushered into the 

 parlor, where my hostess soon joined me, saying 

 that I was her "very first caller '^ and that she was 

 going to entertain me " the best she knew how.'' 

 Suiting the action to the word, she took her place at 

 the piano, and began to play some national airs suita- 

 ble to the occasion ; but as the evening slipped away 

 I began to feel the effects of the day's ride, and 

 begged to be allowed to retire. This, however, the 

 young lady seemed at first disinclined to do, asking 

 me to wait for her father and mother, but finally I 

 insisted as gently as possible; so she showed me to 

 my room herself, wisliing me a hearty good-night. 

 Dawn was ushered in by the rattling of milk pans and 

 the creaking of a pump under my window, so, know- 

 ing that further rest was out of the question, I 

 dressed and went downstairs, where I met Mr. and 

 Mrs. Lee. I found them very kindly people, and 

 knew that their daughter had inherited from them her 

 share of good nature. That odd little miss was up 

 at the first cock-crow, and was waiting to bid me 



