The Boarders

Breakfast Is My Best Meal

The Mother-Bird

The Amigo

Black Cross Farm

The Critical Bookstore

A Feast of Reason

City and Country in the Fall

Table Talk

The Escapade of a Grandfather

Self-Sacrifice: A Farce-tragedy

The Night before Christmas

[Pg 3]

[Pg 3]

THE DAUGHTER OF THE STORAGE

I

They were getting some of their things out to send into the country, and Forsyth had left his work to help his wife look them over and decide which to take and which to leave. The things were mostly trunks that they had stored the fall before; there were some tables and Colonial bureaus inherited from his mother, and some mirrors and decorative odds and ends, which they would not want in the furnished house they had taken for the summer. There were some canvases which Forsyth said he would paint out and use for other subjects, but which, when he came to look at again, he found really not so bad. The rest, literally, was nothing but trunks; 

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