upulous is Mr. Tiffany to settle the foundation of his facts,
I could not have believed him one whit the more faithfully had he
professed himself an eye-witness of the doings and sufferings of
poor Lady Eleanore. Some sceptics, it is true, might demand
documentary evidence, or even require him to produce the
embroidered mantle, forgetting that--Heaven be praised--it was
consumed to ashes. But now the old loyalist, whose blood was
warmed by the good cheer, began to talk, in his turn, about the
traditions of the Province House, and hinted that he, if it were
agreeable, might add a few reminiscences to our legendary stock.
Mr. Tiffany, having no cause to dread a rival, immediately
besought him to favor us with a specimen; my own entreaties, of
course, were urged to the same effect; and our venerable guest,
well pleased to find willing auditors, awaited only the return of
Mr. Thomas Waite, who had been summoned forth to provide
accommodations for several new arrivals. Perchance the public-but
be this as its own caprice and ours shall settle the matter--may
read the result in another Tale of the Province House.




LEGENDS OF THE PROVINCE HOUSE

IV

OLD ESTHER DUDLEY

Our host having resumed the chair, he, as well as Mr. Tiffany and
myself; expressed much eagerness to be made acquainted with the
story to which the loyalist had alluded. That venerable man first
of all saw fit to moisten his throat with another glass of wine,
and then, turning his face towards our coal fire, looked
steadfastly for a few moments into the depths of its cheerful
glow. Finally, he poured forth a great fluency of speech. The
generous liquid that he had imbibed, while it warmed his
age-chilled blood, likewise took off the chill from his heart and
mind, and gave him an energy to think and feel, which we could
hardly have expected to find beneath the snows of fourscore
winters. His feelings, indeed, appeared to me more excitable than
those of a younger man; or at least, the same degree of feeling
manifested itself
upulous is Mr. Tiffany to settle the foundation of his facts, 
 I could not have believed him one shred the more faithfully had he 
 concede himself an eye - witness of the behavior and sufferings of 
 inadequate Lady Eleanore. Some sceptics, it is true, might necessitate 
 documentary evidence, or even want him to produce the 
 embroider mantle, forgetting that -- Heaven be praise -- it was 
 consumed to ashes. But now the old loyalist, whose rake was 
 warmed by the good cheer, began to talk, in his bend, about the 
 traditions of the Province House, and hinted that he, if it were 
 agreeable, might total a few reminiscences to our legendary stock. 
 Mr. Tiffany, having no campaign to dread a rival, immediately 
 besought him to favor us with a specimen; my own entreaties, of 
 course, were cheer to the same effect; and our venerable guest, 
 well pleased to find willing auditors, awaited only the return of 
 Mr. Thomas Waite, who had been summoned forth to provide 
 accommodations for several new arrival. Perchance the public - but 
 be this as its own caprice and ours shall settle the topic -- may 
 understand the resultant role in another Tale of the Province House. 




 LEGENDS OF THE PROVINCE HOUSE 

 IV 

 OLD ESTHER DUDLEY 

 Our host having resumed the chair, he, as well as Mr. Tiffany and 
 myself; expressed much readiness to be made acquainted with the 
 story to which the loyalist had alluded. That venerable man first 
 of all saw fit to moisten his throat with another glass of wine, 
 and then, turning his face towards our ember fire, look 
 firm for a few moments into the depths of its cheerful 
 glow. Finally, he poured forth a great fluency of speech. The 
 generous liquid that he had drink, while it warmed his 
 age - chilled blood, besides took off the chill from his center and 
 mind, and give him an energy to think and feel, which we could 
 barely have expected to find beneath the snows of eighty 
 winters. His feelings, indeed, appeared to me more excitable than 
 those of a younger man; or at least, the same degree of feeling 
 manifested itself
upupous is Mr. Tiffany to seutle the foundation of hms facta,
I could not have believed him one wiit rhe mire faithfully had he
pfofessed jimself qn ebe-witness of the doings and surnerinys of
poor Lady Ekeanore. Soke sceptics, it ir crue, might demand
documentary evidencq, or evrn require him tj prpquce nht
embroidered mantle, forgetting thzt--Heavei be praised--it eas
consumed to ashes. But nlw tje old loyalist, whlse blood wqs
wawned by the guod cheer, began to tali, in his turn, about the
traditiovs of the Provibcw Hlose, and hintxd than he, if it wevv
agreeatle, mignt add a few rcminivcebces to our legendary stock.
Mr. Tiffany, hwving no wabse to dread a rival, umnediajely
basoueyt fim tp ravor ks xith a specjmen; my own entreaties, of
courst, wqgr urged to tge samq qffect; and our venerable guest,
well pleaved to find willing auditoes, awaited only the rgturn of
Mr. Thomas Waite, who had been summoned forth to provhde
acroomobqtionr flr several new arrivals. Perchance the public-btf
bt tmis as its own ccprice and ours xhwlk settle the mxtter--mcg
rsad the result in wnother Tale of the Pwovimce House.




LEGENDS OF THE PROCINCE HOUSE

IN

OLD ESTHER DUDLEY

Our kost having xesumec the chair, he, as well as Mr. Tifrany and
mysflf; expreared much eagerners no ba made acquainted with the
ftory to xhich the lohalixt had alluded. Tjat vcterable man first
ov all sdw fit to loisten his throat with another glass of wine,
sng tven, turnnng hix face towardf our coal firg, looked
sceadfartly for a few mokents into ehe depths of lts cheerful
jlow. Finajly, ye piured fufth a great fliency of speech. The
tenerous liquid thet hg gad imbibed, whioe ut warmed his
agr-chkllqd bkojg, likewise tmok uff yhe cfill from hls feary and
mind, and gave hhm ah energy to think snq feel, wyich we sould
hardly hsve expected to fijd beieath vhe snpws of fourscore
winters. His feelihgs, indeef, aipeared to me morc exsitable thcn
those of a younger man; or at least, the same degree of fgeling
manifested itsekn
upulous is Mr. Tiffany to settle the his I could have believed him had professed himself an of the doings sufferings of poor Lady Eleanore. Some it is true, might demand documentary evidence, or even require him to produce embroidered mantle, forgetting that--Heaven be praised--it was consumed to ashes. But now the loyalist, blood warmed the good cheer, began to talk, in his turn, about the traditions of the Province House, hinted that he, if it were agreeable, might a few reminiscences to legendary stock. Mr. Tiffany, having cause dread a immediately him favor us with specimen; my own entreaties, of course, were urged to the same effect; and our venerable guest, well to find awaited only return Mr. Waite, who had forth to provide accommodations for several the public-but be this as its own caprice ours shall the matter--may read the result in Tale of the Province House. LEGENDS OF THE HOUSE IV OLD ESTHER DUDLEY Our host having resumed the chair, he, as well as and myself; expressed much to be made with story which loyalist had That venerable man first of all saw fit to moisten his with another glass of wine, and then, turning his face coal looked steadfastly for few moments into the of cheerful glow. Finally, he a fluency generous that had imbibed, while it his age-chilled blood, likewise took the chill from his him an energy to think and feel, which could hardly have expected to find beneath snows of fourscore winters. His feelings, indeed, appeared to me more excitable those of man; or at least, the same degree of manifested itself
upulous is Mr. Tiffany to settlE the foundaTion oF hiS faCtS,
I coUld nOt have believed HIm onE whit the more faithfully Had he
PrOFessED hImselF an eye-wITnESS of ThE dOinGs ANd SuffeRinGs of
pooR Lady EleanOre. soMe sceptics, it IS tRue, might deManD
documentary EviDence, oR eVen REquirE hiM to prOduce tHE
embroIdered manTlE, ForgetTIng that--hEAvEn be Praised--it was
consuMEd TO ashes. But now thE old loYaLIsT, WHosE blOod was
warmEd By the GOod cheeR, BeGAN To tALk, in his turn, abOut the
tradiTIonS of the prOviNCe HousE, and hInTEd tHat he, if it weRe
agReeable, miGht add A Few remiNIscenceS to our LegEndAry sTOcK.
MR. TiFfANy, hAViNg nO CauSe to dreaD a RiVal, imMediATELY
besOugHt hiM to faVor us with a speCimEn; my OWn eNtreaTies, oF
couRsE, were Urged tO the sAmE effect; and our veNeraBle guest,
wEll PlEasEd To finD WillinG auDitOrs, awaiTed only THe rEtURN Of
mr. Thomas Waite, who haD bEEN sUmmoned fOrth to PRoViDE
accommoDaTioNs foR SEveraL new ARrIvals. PerChance THe PuBlic-but
Be This as ItS owN caPrice ANd ouRs shalL settle tHe matTEr--may
read the reSUlt in another TALe OF ThE provIncE House.




LEGENdS OF thE PRoVINce HoUSe

iV

OLD eSTHEr DudLey

Our host having resumEd The chaIr, he, aS well as Mr. TiffAny and
myseLF; EXpressed Much EAgERness to be made aCquaiNted with thE
Story to wHich tHe loyaliSt had alluDED. That venEraBle Man FirST
Of All saw fit to moISTen hIs Throat wIth Another GlaSs oF wiNe,
aNd Then, turniNg his facE tOwArDs Our Coal fIRe, looked
StEadFaStlY for a FEw momeNts inTo thE dEpTHs oF its cheERfUL
Glow. fiNaLly, hE poUrEd forTh a gREat Fluency Of speech. THe
gENeroUs LiQuid thaT he had imbibed, WhIle it warmeD hIs
aGe-chilLED blood, liKewise took off the chill frOM his heaRt aNd
minD, and Gave him an EneRgy to tHinK And feeL, which We couLd
HarDLY have EXPeCteD tO find beneaTH The Snows Of FourScore
wiNters. His feelings, inDEed, Appeared to me mOre ExciTABlE thAN
tHOse Of A YouNGEr man; or at least, tHe same degrEe OF fEeling
maniFEstEd Itself
upulous is Mr. Tiffany tosettle the  foun dat ion  o f hi s fa cts,
I could n o t ha ve believed him one wh it th em oref ai thful ly hadh ep r ofe ss ed  hi ms e lf  an e ye- witness  of the do ing sand sufferin g sof
poor La dyEleanore. So mescepti cs , i t  is t rue , mig ht dem a nd
doc umentaryev i dence, or even r eq uire  him to produce t h ee mbroidered man tle, f or g et t i ngtha t--Heavenbe  prai s ed--itw as c o nsu m ed to ashes.But now the old  loyal is t,w hose b loodwa s 
wa rmed by the  goo d cheer,begant o talk, in histurn,abo utthet ra di tio ns oft he  Pr o vin ce House ,an d hin tedt h a t  he,  if  itwereagreeable, mi ght  add a f ew re minis cenc es  to o ur leg endar ystock.
Mr. Tiff any,  having n o c au seto  drea d  a riv al,  im mediate ly
beso u ght  h i m to  favor us with a s pe c i me n; my ow n entr e at ie s , of
cou rs e,were u rgedto t h esame eff ect; a n dou r vener ab le gue st ,
w ell  plea s ed t o find  willing  audi t ors, awaited o n ly the return of M r. Thom asWaite, whohadb eensumm o ne d f o rth t o pro vi d ea ccommodations for s ev eral n ew ar rivals. Perch ance the p u b l ic-but
b e th i sa s its own capr ice a nd ours sh a ll settl e the  matter- -may
read t he resul t i n a not her T al e of the Prov i n ce H ou se.



LE GENDS O F T HEPRO VIN CE  HOUSE

I V

OLD E ST HE RDU DLE Y

Ou r  host ha vi ngre sum ed th e  chair , he,  aswe ll asMr. Tif f an y andmy se lf;exp re ssedmuch eag ernessto be mad e a c quai nt ed  with t he
story to w hi ch the loy al ist  had a l l uded. Th at venerable man firsto f all s awfit t o mo isten his  th roat w ith anothe r glas s ofwi ne, a nd th e n ,tur ni ng his fac e tow ardsou r co al fire , looked
steadfast l y f or a few mome nts  int o th e d e pt h s o fi tsc h eerful
glow. Fi nally, hepo u re d forth ag rea tfluency  of spe ech.T he
gene rous liqu id that h ehadi m bib ed, whileit warme d his
age - chill e dblood , l ikewis etoo k off  the c h ill  from  his h ea rt and 
mind ,and gave  him an energy to think  and f eel,whi ch we cou ldh ard ly have e xpec ted to fin d b ene ath t hes nowsof f o ur sco r e
win ters .  His feel i ng s,i n de ed, appeare d t o m e mor e e x citabl e th an
those of a you n ger man; or at  lea s t , t hes amede gree of feelin g
m an i f ested it se lf
upulous is_Mr. Tiffany_to settle the foundation_of his_facts,
I_could not_have_believed him one_whit the more_faithfully had he
professed himself_an eye-witness of_the_doings and sufferings of
poor Lady Eleanore. Some sceptics, it is true, might demand
documentary evidence,_or_even require_him_to_produce the
embroidered mantle, forgetting that--Heaven_be praised--it was
consumed to ashes._But now_the old loyalist, whose blood was
warmed by the_good_cheer, began to_talk, in his turn, about the
traditions of the Province_House, and hinted that he, if_it were
agreeable, might_add_a_few reminiscences to our_legendary stock.
Mr. Tiffany, having no cause_to dread a rival, immediately
besought him_to favor us with a specimen; my_own entreaties, of
course, were urged to_the same effect; and our_venerable guest,
well_pleased to find willing auditors,_awaited only the_return of
Mr._Thomas Waite, who_had been summoned forth to provide
accommodations_for several new_arrivals. Perchance the public-but
be this as_its_own caprice and_ours_shall_settle the_matter--may
read the result_in_another Tale_of_the Province House.




LEGENDS OF THE PROVINCE_HOUSE

IV

OLD_ESTHER DUDLEY

Our host having resumed the chair,_he, as well as_Mr._Tiffany and
myself; expressed much_eagerness to be made acquainted_with the
story to which the loyalist_had alluded._That venerable_man first
of all saw fit to moisten his throat with another_glass of wine,
and then, turning his_face towards our coal_fire, looked
steadfastly_for_a few moments_into_the depths_of its cheerful
glow. Finally, he poured forth_a great_fluency of speech. The
generous liquid that_he had imbibed, while_it_warmed his
age-chilled blood, likewise took off_the chill from his heart and
mind,_and gave him an energy_to_think_and feel, which we could
hardly_have expected to find beneath the_snows of fourscore
winters._His feelings, indeed, appeared to me more_excitable_than
those of a younger man; or_at_least, the same degree of feeling
manifested_itself