Bunch Grass - A Chronicle of Life on a Cattle Ranch by Horace Annesley Vachell
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that I trust the recording angel appreciated.
"Of course," he said hastily. "Doctor Standish is a man of mark; as a physician, he----" "He ain't a physician," said Gloriana. "He's a doctor o' divinity--a learned, godly man." "And his granddaughter is about to marry----" "Mr. Hubert Leadbetter. I should say _Professor_ Leadbetter, who keeps the biggest drug-store in town." We had bought drugs from the Professor, and were happily able to testify to his personal charms. Gloriana beamed. "Ther ain't a finer young man in the land, Mr. Ajax: he's jest as good as his own sarsaparilla." "You are going to attend the wedding?" said I, thinking of the wonderful bonnet. "If you please," said Gloriana. "I jest couldn't stay away. Why, I've made things fer Miriam Standish ever since she was born. That is how I learned ter sew as few women kin sew." Ajax touched one of the garments lightly, as became a bachelor. "This work will bring you many shekels, Gloriana. I had no idea you were such a needlewoman." |
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