There
used to be a well-thumbed copy of "Adventures in Contentment"
on her table at the Sabine Farm, and I have seen her pick it
up, after a long day in the kitchen, read it with chuckles,
and say that the story of you and Harriet reminded her of
herself and Andrew. She used to mutter something about
"Adventures in Discontentment" and ask why Harriet's side of
the matter was never told? And so when her own adventure came
to pass, and she was urged to put it on paper, I think she
unconsciously adopted something of the manner and matter that
you have made properly yours.
Surely, sir, you will not disown so innocent a tribute! At any
rate, Miss Harriet Grayson, whose excellent qualities we have
all so long admired, will find in Mrs. Mifflin a kindred spirit.
Mrs. Mifflin would have said this for herself, with her
characteristic definiteness of speech, had she not been out of
touch with her publishers and foolscap paper. She and the
Professor are on their Parnassus, somewhere on the high roads,
happily engrossed in the most godly diversion known to
man--selling books. And I venture to think that there are no
volumes they take more pleasure in recommending than the
wholesome and invigorating books which bear your name.
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