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��Ten Days in Nantucket.

��tarian Church of the town — as had been his daily custom for years — spy- glass in hand, to see the steamer when she should come in sight. Between five and six o'clock, the repeated blowing of the horn from the tower announced to the people his success, and became the signal for them to make ready to receive those who should come to their shores. Just before seven o'clock the steamer arrived. While she was being fastened to the wharf, Tom was attracted by this same " Billy," who, having received the

��about the Folgers, for was not Benjamin Franklin's mother a Folger and born on this island ? Then as she saw about her some old portraits and copies of the masters, and, above all, a copy of Mu- rillo's Immaculate Conception in the dining-room, she was sure that the at- mosphere of her new quarters would be conducive to her happiness and growth. The others saw the pictures, but they appreciated more fully, just then, the de- licious blue-fish which was on hand to appease their hunger.

���EARLY MORNING. NANTUCKET.

��■daily papers, was running up the wharf toward the town, ringing his bell and crying out the number of passengers on board, and other important news, which Tom failed to hear in the noise of the crowd. A few minutes' walk brought the party to their boarding-place. When Mrs. Gordon spied the soft, crayon likeness of Benjamin Franklin on the wall, as she stepped into the house, her historical pulse quickened to such an extent that she then and there determined to liunt up more

��After a night of restful sleep, such as Nantucket is noted for giving, they all arose early to greet a beautiful morning, which they used, partly for a stroll around the town. Of course, they all registered at the Registry Agency on Orange Street, where Mr. Godfrey, who had entertained them by his interesting guide-book on Nantucket, gave them a kind welcome. Then they walked along the Main Street, noticing the bank, built in iSiS. and passed some quaint old houses with their gables,

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