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Annie Kilburn : a Novel by William Dean Howells
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cottages built by city people who had lately come in--idlers and invalids,
the former for the cool summer, and the latter for the dry winter. At
chance intervals in the old village new side streets branched from the
thoroughfare to the right and the left, and here and there a Queen Anne
cottage showed its chimneys and gables on them. The roadway under the
elms that kept it dark and cool with their hovering shade, and swept the
wagon-tops with their pendulous boughs at places, was unpaved; but the
sidewalks were asphalted to the last dwelling in every direction, and they
were promptly broken out in winter by the public snow-plough.

Miss Kilburn saw them in the spring, when their usefulness was least
apparent, and she did not know whether to praise the spirit of progress
which showed itself in them as well as in other things at Hatboro'. She
had come prepared to have misgivings, but she had promised herself to be
just; she thought she could bear the old ugliness, if not the new. Some
of the new things, however, were not so ugly; the young station-master
was handsome in his railroad uniform, and pleasanter to the eye than the
veteran baggage-master, incongruous in his stiff silk cap and his shirt
sleeves and spectacles. The station itself, one of Richardson's, massive
and low, with red-tiled, spreading veranda roofs, impressed her with
its fitness, and strengthened her for her encounter with the business
architecture of Hatboro', which was of the florid, ambitious New York type,
prevalent with every American town in the early stages of its prosperity.
The buildings were of pink brick, faced with granite, and supported in the
first story by columns of painted iron; flat-roofed blocks looked down over
the low-wooden structures of earlier Hatboro', and a large hotel had pushed
back the old-time tavern, and planted itself flush upon the sidewalk. But
the stores seemed very good, as she glanced at them from her carriage,
and their show-windows were tastefully arranged; the apothecary's had an
interior of glittering neatness unsurpassed by an Italian apothecary's; and
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