The Tinder-Box by Maria Thompson Daviess
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give them indigestion of purpose.
"Still Ned provides everything in the world he can think of to help Mamie," said Caroline, who had come up the walk just in time to fan the flame in me by her sweet wistfulness, with a soft judiciousness in her voice and eyes. "And Mamie adores the children and him." If one man is unattainable to a woman all the other creatures take on the hue of being valuable from the reflection. Caroline is pathetic! "It would be robbing a woman of a privilege not to let her trot the colic out of her own baby," Sallie got near enough in sight of the discussion to shout softly from the rear. I have often seen Cousin Martha on one side of the fire trotting the Pup, and Cousin Jasmine on the other ministrating likewise to the Kit. so Sallie could take a good nap, which she didn't at all need, on the long sofa in the living-room at Widegables. "Ned is a delightful man and, of course, Mamie adores him." Nell agreed with an attitude of mind like to the attitude of a body sustained on the top rail of a shaky fence. "He doubtless would be just as delightful to Mamie standing by dropping asafetida into a spoon to administer to the baby, as he is dancing with you at the Assembly, Nell," I said, still frothy around the temper. "He'll never do it again," was the prompt result I got from my shot. "The trouble with you, Evelina," said Sallie, with ruminative |
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