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Title: A Country Doctor and Selected Stories and Sketches

Author: Sarah Orne Jewett

Release Date: March 8, 2005 [EBook #15294]

Language: English

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A COUNTRY DOCTOR

by Sarah Orne Jewett

Published 1884

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CONTENTS

I. THE LAST MILE

II. THE FARM-HOUSE KITCHEN

III. AT JAKE AND MARTIN'S

IV. LIFE AND DEATH

V. A SUNDAY VISIT

VI. IN SUMMER WEATHER

VII. FOR THE YEARS TO COME

VIII. A GREAT CHANGE

IX. AT DR. LESLIE'S

X. ACROSS THE STREET

XI. NEW OUTLOOKS

XII. AGAINST THE WIND

XIII. A STRAIGHT COURSE

XIV. MISS PRINCE OF DUNPORT

XV. HOSTESS AND GUEST

XVI. A JUNE SUNDAY

XVII. BY THE RIVER

XVIII. A SERIOUS TEA-DRINKING

XIX. FRIEND AND LOVER

XX. ASHORE AND AFLOAT

XXI. AT HOME AGAIN

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I

THE LAST MILE

It had been one of the warm and almost sultry days which sometimes
come in November; a maligned month, which is really an epitome of the
other eleven, or a sort of index to the whole year's changes of storm
and sunshine. The afternoon was like spring, the air was soft and
damp, and the buds of the willows had been beguiled into swelling a
little, so that there was a bloom over them, and the grass looked as
if it had been growing green of late instead of fading steadily. It
seemed like a reprieve from the doom of winter, or from even November
itself.

The dense and early darkness which usually follows such unseasonable
mildness had already begun to cut short the pleasures of this
spring-like day, when a young woman, who carried a child in her arms,
turned from a main road of Oldfields into a foot-path which led
southward across the fields and pastures. She seemed sure of her way,
and kept the path without difficulty, though a stranger