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All the other houses I see are but as huts compared with the Yellow House of Beulah. Soon the car door opens; a brakeman looks in and calls in a rich baritone voice, 'Greentown! ALL THE OTHER HOUSES I SEE ARE BUT AS HUTS COMPARED TO THE YELLOW HOUSE OF BEULAH SOON THE CAR DOOR OPENS A BRAKEMAN LOOKS IN AND CALLS IN A RICH BARYTONE VOICE GREENTOWN
 mother, because this is what good children do in the Sunday-school books, but I do not mingle much with the passengers because my brow is furrowed with thought and I am travelling on important business." You can well imagine that by this time Mother Carey has taken out her darning, and Kathleen her oversewing, to which she pays little attention because she so adores Nancy's tales. Peter has sat like a small statue ever since his quick ear caught the sound of a story. His eyes follow Nancy as she walks up and down improvising, and the only interruption she ever receives from her audience is Kathleen's or Mother Carey's occasional laugh at some especially ridiculous sentence. "The hours fly by like minutes," continues Nancy, stopping by the side window and twirling the curtain tassel absently. "I scan the surrounding country to see if anything compares with Beulah, and nothing does. No such river, no such trees, no such well, no such old oaken bucket, and above all no such Yellow House. LD AN INFANT FOR A TIRED MOTHER BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT GOOD CHILDREN DO IN THE SUNDAY SCHOOL BOOKS BUT I DO NOT MINGLE MUCH WITH THE PASSENGERS BECAUSE MY BROW IS FURROWED WITH THOUGHT AND I AM TRAVELLING ON IMPORTANT BUSINESS YOU CAN WELL IMAGINE THAT BY THIS TIME MOTHER CAREY HAS TAKEN OUT HER DARNING AND KATHLEEN HER OVERSEWING TO WHICH SHE PAYS LITTLE ATTENTION BECAUSE SHE SO ADORES NANCY'S TALES PETER HAS SET LIKE A SMALL STATUE EVER SINCE HIS QUICK EAR CAUGHT THE SOUND OF A STORY HIS EYES FOLLOW NANCY AS SHE WALKS UP AND DOWN IMPROVISING AND THE ONLY INTERRUPTION SHE EVER RECEIVES FROM HER AUDIENCE IS KATHLEEN'S OR MOTHER CAREY'S OCCASIONAL LAUGH AT SOME ESPECIALLY RIDICULOUS SENTENCE THE HOURS FLY BY LIKE A MINUTE'S CONTINUES NANCY STOOPING BY THE SIDE WINDOW AND TWIRLING THE CURTAIN TASSEL ABSENTLY I SCAN THE SURROUNDING COUNTRY TO SEE IF ANYTHING COMPARES WITH BEULAH AND NOTHING DOES NO SUCH RIVER NO SUCH TREES NO SUCH WELL NO SUCH OAKEN BUCKET AND ABOVE ALL NO SUCH YELLOW HOUSE
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