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Excerpt from We and Our Neighbors: Or the Record of an Unfashionable Street, a Novel
The two sisters we have been looking in upon are worthy of a word of introduction. There are in every growing city old houses that stand as breakwaters in the tide of modern improvement, and may be held as fortresses in which the past entrenches itself against the never-ceasing encroach ments of the present. The house in which the conversa tion just recorded has taken place was one of these. It was a fragment of ancient primitive New York known as the old Vanderheyden house, only waiting the death of old Miss Dorcas Vanderheyden and her sister, Mrs. Betsey Benthusen, to be pulled down and made into city lots and squares.
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Excerpt from We and Our Neighbors: Or the Records of an Unfashionable Street (Sequel to "My Wife and I")
You don't say so Said Miss Dorcas, her elder Sister, flying across the room to the window blinds, be hind which Mrs. Betsey sat discreetly ensconced with her knitting work. Where? Jack, get down, sir This last remark was addressed to a rough-coated Dan die Dinmont terrier, who had been winking in a half doze on a cushion at Miss Dorcas's feet. On the first suggestion that there was something to be looked at across the street, Jack had ticked briskly across the room, and now stood on his hind legs on an Old em broidered chair, peering through the slats as industri ously as if his Opinion had been requested. Get down, sir Persisted Miss Dorcas. But Jack only winked contumaciously at Mrs. Betsey, whom he justly consid ered in the light Of an ally, planted his toe nails more firmly in the embroidered chair-bottom, and stuck his nose further between the slats, while Mrs. Betsey took up for him, as he knew she would.
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Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.