...of the family lingered on after most of the household impedimenta had been sent up to Boston, and were caught napping. Sitting quietly with Chev over the fire after a game of whist with Julia and Paddock ,--a hack-driver knocked at the door of our little back parlor, saying that a gentleman was waiting at the front door for admission. I opened the door and found Dr. Alex Voickoff, who had learned in...