There was no theatre in Tinkletown, but they delighted in her descriptions of the gorgeous play-houses in New York.

The town hall seemed smaller than ever to them.
The younger merchants and their clerks neglected business with charming impartiality, and trade was going to "rack and ruin" until Rosalie declined to marry George Rawlins, the minister's son.

He was looked upon as the favoured one; but she refused him in such a decisive manner that all others lost hope and courage.

It is on record that the day after George's _conge_ Tinkletown indulged in a complete business somersault.
Never before had there been such strict attention to customers; merchants and clerks alike settled down to the inevitable and tried to banish Rosalie's face from the cost tags and trading stamps of their dull, mercantile cloister.

Even Tony Brink, the blacksmith's 'prentice, fell into the habits of industry, but with an absent-mindedness that got him kicked through a partition in the smithy when he attempted to shoe the fetlock of Mr.Martin's colt instead of its hoof.
The Crow family took on a new dignity.