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Identifier: newenglandmagazi1891bost
Title: The New England magazine
Year: 1887 (1880s)
Publisher: Boston : [New England Magazine Co.]
Contributing Library: Allen County Public Library Genealogy Center
Digitizing Sponsor: Allen County Public Library Genealogy Center

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silk fringe, and her bonnetwas a queer combination of fadedribbons, flowers, and feathers.She came quite near to me, andstood looking off upon the water.She wore little soft gray curlstucked behind her ears, which thefresh breeze toyed with. Her httlewithered face had a very peacefulexpression — the look was almostsunny with which she gazed outto sea. She turned to me soonwith a smile, and said — Are you waiting, too? Waiting? I replied, a littlepuzzled. Oh, no, Im only sun-ning myself and enjoying this de-licious air. I spend most of mymorning here. Oh ! Then you will probablysee the Zone come in, she saidin a glad voice. I was about to ask what theZone was, when one of themen at work unloading a vesselof lumber at the other side of thewharf came over, bringing anempty wooden box.and he evidentlystrange companion. Good morning. skimming about the harbor, but everylittle while she would come back to thesame question. Did you say you were waiting forthe Zone ? Have you some one on

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It was Peleg Folger,knew all about my Miss Severance, hesaid cordially. So youre down lookinout for the Zone, are you? Doubt ifshell git in ter day. She aint ben sightedyet. Youd better set an rest a spell, anmake yerself comftable while yer stay;and he placed the box bottom upwardswhere she could lean back against one ofthe huge posts supporting the pier. Ashe stood a moment behind her, he lookedat me, tapped his forehead with onefinger, and shook his head significantly.I understood then what the matter was.I tried to talk on general topics, — theweather, Nantucket, the pretty sail-boats Deheld the queerest little old laHy tripping along towards me. the Zone too, whom you are waitingfor? she would ask, again and again. I explained to her as if I were talkingto a child, that I was a stranger in Nan-tucket and knew nothing about theZone. She would seem to take it infor awhile, but would soon forget and goback to the absorbing subject. She has a way of tipping her little headon one si

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bookid:newenglandmagazi1891bost bookyear:1887 bookdecade:1880 bookcentury:1800 bookpublisher:Boston____New_England_Magazine_Co__ bookcontributor:Allen_County_Public_Library_Genealogy_Center booksponsor:Allen_County_Public_Library_Genealogy_Center bookleafnumber:332 bookcollection:allen_county bookcollection:americana

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