Sinopsis

SOMETHING unusual was about to happen—any one could see that; the
tall pine trees swayed and nodded to each other as if whispering together,
the leaves blew up against a corner of the fence as though they meant to
sweep the old-fashioned brick path clean, and the gate swung to and fro on
its hinges as in anticipation of a visitor.
In a far-away corner of the United States stood an old farm-house which
had put on its company manners and quite left off being an every-day
house, though it really never could be called an “every-day” house—it was
too old for that.
Ever so many children had been born there, and had grown up under its
sheltering roof, loved, married and had gone out in...