The youngest son has just died in New York, so I hear." "What ailed him ?" inquired Maria Sharp.
"I guess he was completely wore out takin' care of his health," returned Mrs.Sargent.

"He had a splendid constitution from a boy, but he was always afraid it wouldn't last him .-- The seat back o' 'Squire Bean's is the old Peabody pew--ain't that the Peabody pew you're scrubbin', Nancy ?" "I believe so," Nancy answered, never pausing in her labours.

"It's so long since anybody sat there, it's hard to remember." "It is the Peabodys', I know it, because the aisle runs right up facin' it.

I can see old Deacon Peabody settin' in this end same as if 'twas yesterday." "He had died before Jere and I came back here to live," said Mrs.
Burbank.

"The first I remember, Justin Peabody sat in the end seat; the sister that died, next, and in the corner, against the wall, Mrs.
Peabody, with a crepe shawl and a palm-leaf fan.