Jim Fletcher--this boy's father--used to work in my grandfather's store, up to Hampton, but he got kinder discontented, and went off to Boston, where he's been lucky, and they do say he's mighty rich now.

I never go nigh him, 'cause I know he looks down on his country cousins, and I don't believe in pokin' my nose in where I aint wanted." "Then you are really and truly Fitz's cousin ?" "If that's the boy's name.

Seems to me it's a kinder queer one.

I s'pose it's a fust-claas name.

Sounds rather stuck up." "Won't the boys roar when they hear about it! Are you willing to enter into our plan ?" "Well," said Abner, "I'll do it.