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I dedicate this story of out-of-door life and country people first to my
father and mother, my two best friends, and also to all my other
friends, whose names I say to myself lovingly, though I do not write
them here.
S. O. J.
Contents
KATE LANCASTER'S PLAN
THE BRANDON HOUSE AND THE LIGHTHOUSE
MY LADY BRANDON
DEEPHAVEN SOCIETY
THE CAPTAINS
DANNY
CAPTAIN SANDS
THE CIRCUS AT DENBY
CUNNER-FISHING
MRS. BONNY
IN SHADOW
MISS CHAUNCEY
LAST DAYS IN DEEPHAVEN
_Kate Lancaster's Plan_
I had been spending the winter in Boston, and Kate Lancaster and I had
been together a great deal, for we are the best of friends. It happened
that the morning when this story begins I had waked up feeling sorry,
and as if something dreadful were going to happen. There did not seem to
be any good reason for it, so I undertook to discourage myself more by
thinking that it would soon be time to leave town, and how much I should
miss being with Kate and my other friends. My mind was still disquieted
when I went down to breakfast; but beside my plate I found, with a
hoped-for letter from my father, a note from Kate. To this day I have
never known any explanation of that depression of my spirits, and I hope
that the good luck which followed will help some reader to lose fear,
and to smile at such shadows if any chance to come.
Kate had evidently written to me in an excited state of mind, for her
note was not so trig-looking as usual; but this is what she said:--
Dear Helen,--I have a plan--I think it a most delightful plan--in
which you and I are chief characters. Promise that you will say
yes; if you do not you will have to remember all your life that you
broke a girl's heart. Come round early, and lunch with me and dine
with me. I'm to be all alone, and it's a long story and will need a
great deal of talking over.
K.
I showed this note to my aunt, and soon went round, very much
interested. My latch-key opened the Lancasters' door, and I hurried to
the parlor, where I heard my friend practising with great diligence. I
went up to her, and she turned her head and kissed me solemnly. You need
not smile; we are not sentimental girls, and are both much averse to
indiscriminate kissing, though I have not the adroit habit of shying in
which Kate is proficient. It would sometimes be impolite in any one
else, but she shies so affectionately.
"Won't you sit down, dear?" she said, with great ceremony, and went on
with her playing, which was abominable that morning; her fingers stepped
on each other, and, whatever the tune might have been in reality, it
certainly had a most remarkable incoherence as I heard it then. I took
up the new Littell and made believe read it, and finally threw it at
Kate; you would have thought we were two children.
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