Olive Higgins Prouty

Name: The Star in the Window — Chapter 1
Author: Olive Higgins Prouty

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“The Star in the Window — Chapter 1”, is a work by Olive Higgins Prouty. It explores elements such as Augusta, Reba and aunt.

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Olive Higgins Prouty, The Star in the Window — Chapter 1

“ Humph!" sniffed Aunt Augusta, and fell to stitching at a terrific speed, so fast indeed that the machine purred as if it had a dozen cylinders inside to make it go instead of two wide, flat-footed feet placed squarely on a corrugated iron pedal. "My goodness!" she ejaculated sharply, bringing the machine to a sudden stop. "I should think you had a beau, by the way you moon." She glanced at Reba, over her steel-bowed spectacles.
The younger woman made no reply. To have denied the existence of a lover would be lacking in humor. ”

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Olive Higgins Prouty, The Star in the Window — Chapter 1

“ She wouldn't have minded growing old if the corners brought anything new, but they didn't. Nothing changed. Nothing happened. Five years ago she had sat in the same little rocking-chair, by the same western window, and helped finish a new dress for herself, her invalid mother in the same wheel-chair nearby, her aunts—her mother's older sisters—in the very places they occupied to-day: Aunt Augusta, grim and erect, before the sewing-machine, seated on its wooden cover; Aunt Emma, round-backed and shaped, close beside the other window, curved over her work like a squirrel with a nut. ”

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Olive Higgins Prouty, The Star in the Window — Chapter 1

“ Aunt Augusta inquired sharply.
"Do you mind, Mother?" Reba pursued.
"O dear, dear, dear!" her mother wailed, as if in physical torture, "I wish you wouldn't tease so! It always brings on my neuralgia."
A slight flush spread over Reba's cheeks. "But I'm twenty-five," she murmured. The last spark of her girlhood had gone out to-day. Were there to be no compensations? "You all go out when you want to. You don't ask permission. I don't see——"
She stopped short. Aunt Augusta had turned halfway round on the machine cover, and had pulled down her spectacles. ”

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Olive Higgins Prouty, The Star in the Window — Chapter 1

“ From this window there were only rolling white fields, crossed and recrossed by uncertain stone-walls that lost themselves, now and then, in the drifted snow; and on the crest of the next hill, one of those solitary New England farms—a small, white house and a big, gaunt, unpainted barn behind—which does so much to make the country look bleak and dreary. ”

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Olive Higgins Prouty, The Star in the Window — Chapter 1

“ From the street there wasn't a tree to be seen at 89 Chestnut Street, except the spruces—nor a shrub, nor a bush, nor a vine, nor a trellis for a vine. It was a scrupulous, bare-looking place. It suggested government property—something military and rigid. Pyramids of cannon-balls wouldn't have looked out of place on the Jerome lawn. In the summertime there appeared on each side of the granite approach, a large round flower-bed of red-leafed canna, such as cemeteries delight in, always neat and well groomed, edged by salvia. ”

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Olive Higgins Prouty, The Star in the Window — Chapter 1

“ She was gazing at the barren hills.
"Where were any young men to come from in our day?" scoffed Aunt Augusta.
"But you never used to let me go to any of the Church Sociables, or Christian Endeavor Society meetings, you know," Reba gently reminded her tormentor.
"Well, I declare!" exclaimed Aunt Augusta. "A girl with your advantages talking like that! A girl who's had two weeks for I don't know how Augusts ever since she was eighteen years old, at summer resorts on the New Hampshire and Massachusetts coast, talking about Church Sociables! ”

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Olive Higgins Prouty, The Star in the Window — Chapter 1

“ Not in our day!" The scissors clattered as she tossed them in the basket on the floor.
"Nor furnace heat," took up Aunt Emma in a less severe tone but still in the same strain. "Dear me! I remember I had to have my callers in the kitchen sometimes, winter nights! It didn't seem to keep them away, though."
Reba wished she hadn't spoken at all now. Would she never learn that silence, just clear, unadulterated silence, was the only way to get along with these women? They were always agreed. No one of them was ever known to take her side against the other two. ”

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