Chapter 1 know exactly where to begin my story. I will start t~ years ago, when I left New York City and journeyed we on the Great Northern Railroad. My cousin Minnie, mawkish, faded beauty of the Bro~ way stage, was getting married. Perhaps because we wq both without family--there can be no other explanat because we were never close--she came to me to talk ab her fianc6. , _~a ;,, fact almost She seemed desperately conce~nvu, -\" _ . . traught, Over her relattonshtp w~th her new beau t~u~ I queried her about the problem, she wouldn t tell anything. Only that things could be worked out before 1 wedding took place that summer in a wilderness are Lake Superior. She insisted that it was, indeed, a shame I was so i on starting my own dressmaking business in New because she would adore it if I would come with her own private seamstress. I stared at her a moment. \"You mean come with ~. Lake Superior ?.\" \"Dear, I realize it s the end of the earth, but I tho~ might be good for both of us. You can keep me col and make beautiful things, and well, as for your
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