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Cooper, James A.

"Cap'n Abe, Storekeeper"

But they warmed up right nice in the oven."
Meanwhile he heaped her plate with codfish and fried potatoes cooked to
a delicate brown. There was good butter, fat doughnuts, and beach-plum
preserve. It was a homely meal but Louise ate it graciously. Already
the air of Cardhaven had sharpened her appetite.
"Lend me your apron," insisted the girl when they had finished, "and I
will wash these dishes."
"I us'ally let them go till Betty Gallup comes in the morning," the
storekeeper said rather ruefully. "It don't look right to me that you
should mess with these greasy dishes jest as we get under way, as ye
might say."
"You must not make company of me, Cap'n Abe," Louise declared. "There,
I hear a customer in the store," and she gave him a little pat on the
shoulder as he delivered the huge apron into her hand.
"I dunno," he said, smiling upon her quizzically, "as I shall really
want to cast off if Cap'n Am'zon _does_ come. Seems to me 'twould be
hi-mighty nice to have a girl like you around the place, Louise.


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