LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.
| Then out of the door came Jacob Dolph | [Frontispiece] |
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| "I thumped him" | [14] |
| "It's a monstrous great place for a country-house, Mr. Dolph" | [18] |
| There was only one idea, and that was flight | [28] |
| The light flickered on the top of the church spire | [31] |
| (By F. Hopkinson Smith.) | |
| They hesitated a second, looking at the great arm chair | [37] |
| "Stay there, sir—you, sir, you, Jacob Dolph!" | [41] |
| After awhile he began to take timorous strolls | [47] |
| Jacob Dolph the elder ... stood on his hearth rug | [51] |
| And then he marched off to bed by himself, suffering no one to go with him | [55] |
| In quiet morning hours ... when his daughter sat at his feet | [77] |
| "Mons'us gran dinneh, seh!" | [79] |
| "All of a sudden, chock forward he went, right on his face" | [84] |
| He heard the weak, spasmodic wail of another Dolph | [88] |
| "Central American," said the clerk | [106] |
| "Looks like his father," was Mr. Daw's comment | [109] |
| O'Reagan of Castle Reagan | [118] |
| "If it hadn't been for the Dolphs, devil the rattle you'd have had" | [120] |
| "I know'd you'd take me in, Mist' Dolph," he panted | [131] |
| "Have you got a nigger here?" | [133] |
| Abram Van Riper makes a business communication. | [141] |
| And so she set his necktie right, and he went | [144] |
| Looking on his face, she saw death quietly coming upon him | [149] |
| Finial | [152] |
THE STORY
OF A NEW YORK HOUSE.