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Title: The Pines of Lory

Author: John Ames Mitchell

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[Illustration: "It is no gardener's cottage"]

THE PINES OF LORY

by

J. A. MITCHELL

Author of "Amos Judd," "That First Affair," "Gloria Victis," etc.

Decorations by Albert D. Blashfield

[Illustration]

New York
Life Publishing Company
1901

Copyright, 1901
By J. A. Mitchell
New York City

Entered at Stationers' Hall, London

Printed in the United States

All rights reserved

[Illustration]

TO

ALL LOVERS OF LOVERS

AND LOVERS OF OUT-OF-DOOR THINGS

AND MILDER FORMS OF

FOLLY

THIS BOOK

IS AFFECTIONATELY

DEDICATED

[Illustration:
There is a pleasure in the pathless wood,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore._Byron_.]

[Illustration]

I

A RELIC FROM AFRICA

The _Maid of the North_ was ready for sea.

Only the touch of the engineer was wanting to send her, once again, on a
homeward voyage to the St. Lawrence. Meanwhile, in solemn undertones,
she was breathing forth her superabundant steam.

Behind the wharf lay the city of Boston.

A score of passengers, together with friends who had come aboard to see
them off, were scattered about the little steamer. Among them, on the
after deck, indifferent to the hot June sun, moved a gentleman of
aristocratic mien. His raiment was above reproach. He gave the
impression of being a distinguished person. But this impression was
delusive, his distinction being merely soc