Uncle Richard’s New Year’s Dinner

Prissy Baker was in Oscar Miller’s store New Year’s morning, buying matches—for New Year’s was not kept as a business holiday in Quincy—when her uncle, Richard Baker, came in. He did not look at Prissy, nor did she wish him a happy New Year; she would not have dared. Uncle Richard had not been on speaking terms with her or her father, his only brother, for eight years.