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Title: Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902
Year: 1902 (1900s)
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Publisher: New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
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es; it might be done! She will prob-ably be willing to sacrifice her nearerrelationship to save herself from passingas your sister. It would be less gallingto her pride, and she wouldnt have totreat you so familiarly. Yes, maam, said Prosper, too re-lieved to notice the uncomplimentarynature of the suggestion. And ye seeI could call her k Miss Pottinger/ whichwould come easier to me. In its high resolve to bear with theweaknesses of Prospers mother, thecamp received the news of the advent ofProspers cousin solely with reference toits possible effect upon the aunts habits,and very little other curiosity, Prospersown reticence, they felt, was probablydue to the tender age at which he hadseparated from his relations. But whenit was known that Prospers mother haddriven to the house with a very prettygirl of eighteen, there was a flutter ofexcitement in that impressionable com-munity. Prosper, with his usual shy-ness, had evaded an early meeting withher, and was even loitering irresolutely
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Half-tone plate engraved by A. Lockhardt (See PAGE 742) IN A FEW DAYS THE WHOLE CAMP WAS IN LOVE WITH HER PROSPEKS OLD MOTHER. 741 on his way home from work, when, ashe approached the house, to his discom-fiture the door suddenly opened, the young lady appeared and advanced di-rectly towards him. She was slim, graceful, and prettily dressed, and at any other moment Pros-per might have been impressed by her good looks. But her brows were knit, her dark eyes—in which there was an unmistakable reminiscence of Mrs. Pot-tinger—were glittering, and although she was apparently anticipating their meeting, it was evidently with no cousin-ly interest. When within a few feet of him she stopped. Prosper with a feeble smile offered his hand. She sprang back. Don't touch me! Dont come a step nearer or I'll scream! Prosper, still with smiling inanity, stammered that he was only going to shake hands, and moved sideways tow-ards the house. Stop! she said, with a stamp of her slim foot. Stay where you are! We must have our talk out here

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