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who never chafed through
2011/01/09,01:36
who never chafed through day after lengthening day for that which does not come. But in the end it did come, in the form of a scrawl from the weeping scion himself. He was mending, but very slowly, and they said it would be a long timemonths, perhapsbefore he could get back to the front. Meantime, they were still picking odds and ends, chiefly metallic, out of various parts of his system. Im one of the guys you read about that came over here to collect souvenirs, he commented. Well, ive got all i need of em. They can have the rest. All i want now is to get back and present a few to
listed for her, and
2011/01/09,01:35
listed for her, and she was being tutored by a schoolteacher with blue goggles and a weak heart who lived at the same resort. Why grow up a boob, wrote the philosophic mayme, when the lil old world is full of wise guys just aking to spill their wiseness. Contemporaneously the weeping scion of wealth was writing back his views on life and the emptiness thereof, in better orthography, but with distinctly less of spirit. It appears, reported the little red doctor, that every man in his own company has licked our young friend and now the other companies of the
of his fingertips this
2011/01/09,01:34
of his fingertips this time tomorrow. Will you show me a place to enlist. Challenged the boy. And, he added with a malicious grin, will you enlist with me. Sure. Said the little red doctor. Ill show you. But they wont take me. He bestowed a bitter glance on his twisted foot. Come along. They went off together, while mrs. Berthelin scandalized our square by an exhibition of hysterics involving language not at all in accord with the rich respectability of her apparel and her limousine. We waited at the bonnie lassies for the little red doctors return. He
she had an actual
2011/01/09,01:33
she had an actual auricular grip on him, but the effect upon his woebegone and browbeaten person was the same. He suggested vividly a spoiled and pretty lapdog being sternly conveyed to a detested bath. She suggested a vivified bouquet of artificial flowers. We hastily rallied our forces to meet her the little red doctor, the bonnie lassie, and myself. Mrs. Berthelin opened her exordium in a tone of high philippic, not even awaiting the formalities of introduction. But when i insisted upon these, and she learned that the bonnie lassie was mrs. Cyrus staten, she cringed. Despite a desire to keep out of the society columns
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