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Hepsey Burke by Frank Noyes Westcott

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I Hepsey Burke 11

II Gossip 25

III The Senior Warden 36

IV Milking 52

V The Miniature 59

VI The Missionary Tea 71

VII Hepsey Goes A-Fishing 85

VIII An Icebox for Cherubim 96

IX The Rectory 111

X The Bride's Arrival 122

XI Virginia's High Horse 130

XII House Cleaning and Bachelorhood 137

XIII The Circus 147

XIV On the Side Porch 160

XV Nickey's Social Ambitions 170

XVI Practical Temperance Reform 186

XVII Notice to Quit 200

XVIII The New Rectory 212

XIX Couleur de Rose 224

XX Muscular Christianity 238

XXI Uninvited Guests 253

XXII Hepsey's Diplomacy 271

XXIII Hepsey Calls a Meeting 283

XXIV Omnium Gatherum 308

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"You haven't seen anything that looked like a parson, have you? You can generally spot 'em every time" Frontispiece

"I'm blessed if you 'aint sewin' white buttons on with black thread. Is anybody dead in the family, or 'aint you feelin' well this mornin'?" 62

"Nicholas Burke, what in the name of conscience does all this idiotic performance mean, I'd like to know?" 80

"Oh well, I always believe that two young married people should start out by themselves, and then if they get into a family row it won't scandalize the parish" 126

"I 'aint a chicken no more, Mrs. Betty, and I've 'most forgot how to do a bit of courtin'" 140

"I consider it a shame and a disgrace to the parish to have our rector in filthy clothes, drawing stone with a lot of ruffians" 248

"I've got a hunch, Sylvester Bascom, that it'll be you that'll have the last word, after all" 280

"Hepsey Burke, for all your molasses and the little bit of vinegar you say you keep by you, 'There are no flies on you' as Nickey would put it" 308

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