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    Miss Mehetabel's Son
    Miss Mehetabel's Son
    Miss Mehetabel's Son
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    Miss Mehetabel's Son

    By Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateFeb 1, 2008
    Miss Mehetabel's Son
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    Thomas Bailey Aldrich

    Thomas Bailey Aldrich; November 11, 1836 – March 19, 1907) was an American writer, poet, critic, and editor. He is notable for his long editorship of The Atlantic Monthly, during which he published works by Charles W. Chesnutt and others. He was also known for his semi-autobiographical book The Story of a Bad Boy, which established the "bad boy's book" sub genre in nineteenth-century American literature, and for his poetry, which included "The Unguarded Gates" (Wikipedia)

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      Miss Mehetabel's Son - Thomas Bailey Aldrich

      The Project Gutenberg EBook of Miss Mehetabel's Son, by Thomas Bailey Aldrich

      This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with

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      Title: Miss Mehetabel's Son

      Author: Thomas Bailey Aldrich

      Release Date: November 6, 2007 [EBook #23357]

      Last Updated: November 30, 2012

      Language: English

      *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MISS MEHETABEL'S SON ***

      Produced by David Widger

      MISS MEHETABEL'S SON.

      By Thomas Bailey Aldrich

      Boston And New York Houghton Mifflin Company

      Copyright, 1873, 1885, and 1901

      Contents

      I. THE OLD TAVERN AT BAYLEY'S FOUR CORNERS.

      You will not find Greenton, or Bayley's Four-Corners, as it is more usually designated, on any map of New England that I know of. It is not a town; it is not even a village; it is merely an absurd hotel. The almost indescribable place called Greenton is at the intersection of four roads, in the heart of New Hampshire, twenty miles from the nearest settlement of note, and ten miles from any railway station. A good location for a hotel, you will say. Precisely; but there has always been a hotel there, and for the last dozen years it has been pretty well patronized—by one boarder. Not to trifle with an intelligent public, I will state at once that, in the early part of this century, Greenton was a point at which the mail-coach on the Great Northern Route stopped to change horses and allow the passengers to dine. People in the county, wishing to take the early mail Portsmouth-ward, put up overnight at the old tavern, famous for its irreproachable larder and soft feather-beds. The tavern at that time was kept by Jonathan Bayley, who rivalled his wallet in growing corpulent, and in due time passed away. At his death the establishment, which included a farm, fell into the hands of a son-in-law. Now, though Bayley left his son-in-law a hotel—which sounds handsome—he left him no guests; for at about the period of the old man's death the old stage-coach died also. Apoplexy carried off one, and steam the other. Thus, by a sudden swerve in the tide of progress, the tavern at the Corners found itself high and dry, like a wreck on a sand-bank. Shortly after this event, or maybe contemporaneously, there was some attempt to build a town at Green-ton; but it apparently failed, if eleven cellars choked up with débris and overgrown with burdocks are any indication of failure. The farm, however, was a good farm, as things go in New Hampshire, and Tobias Sewell, the son-in-law, could afford to snap his fingers at the travelling public if they came near enough—which they never did.

      The hotel remains to-day pretty much the same as when Jonathan Bayley handed in his accounts in 1840, except that Sewell hasfrom time to time sold the furniture of some of the upper chambers to bridal couples in the neighborhood. The bar is still open, and the parlor door says Parlour

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