As promised, here's part two of the Shun House by H.P. Lovecraft.

The relets it seemed had come in 1696 from each granite, down the west shore of Narragansett

Bay.

They were Huguenots from Cod and had encountered much opposition before the Providence Selectmen

allowed them to settle in the town.

Unpopularity had dog them in each east granite, whether they'd come in 1686 after the revocation

of the Edict of Nance, and the rumor said that the cause of dislike extended beyond mere

racial and national prejudice, or the land disputes which involved other French settlers

with the English and rivalries which not even Governor Andrews could quail.

But their ardent Protestantism, too ardent, some whispered, and their evident distress

would virtually driven from the village down by the bay, had moved the sympathy of the

townfathers.

Here, the strangers had been granted a haven.

And the swarly, a team relat, less apt at agriculture than at reading queer books and

drawing queer diagrams, was given a clerical post in the warehouse at Pardens Tillingus.

Warf, far south in town street.

There had however been a riot of some sort later on, perhaps 40 years later, after old

relat's death, and no one seemed to hear of the family after that.

For a century or more, it appeared, the relat's had been well-remembered and frequently

discussed as vivid incidents in the quiet life of a New England seaport.

A teen son, Paul, a surly fellow whose erratic conduct had probably provoked the riot which

wiped out the family.

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