CHAPTER I.
OUR BANKER.
The Ontario village of Hometon rested. It had been doing for so many years. There, in days gone by, pioneers with bushy beards—now long out-of-date, but threatening to sprout again—had fearlessly faced the wolf-haunted forests, relying, no doubt, upon the ferocity of their own appearance to frighten off the devourer.
A few old elm trees still remained in the village, to protect it from the summer sun; and...
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