Dotty Dimple Out West by Sophie [pseud.] May
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"No."
"Didn't you? They call it Out West. I'm going there. Yes, I started to-day. The people are called Hoojers. They don't spect me, but I'm going. Did you ever hear of a girl that travelled out West?" "O, yes; ever so many." "I mean a girl as little as me, 'thout anybody but my papa; and he don't know how to part my hair in the middle. I have to take all the care of myself." Dotty had been trying all the while to call forth some exclamation of awe, or at least surprise. She was sure Adolphus would be impressed now. "All the whole care of myself," repeated she. "My papa has one of the _highest_ 'pinions of me; and he says I'm as good as a lady when I try. Were you ever in the cars before, Dollyphus?" "O, yes," was the demure reply, "a great many times. I've been round the world." Dotty started suddenly, dropping her porte-monnaie on the floor. "Round the world! The whole round world?" gasped she, feeling as insignificant as a "Catharine wheel," which, having "gone up like a rocket," has come down "like a stick." "You didn't say round the _whole_ world?" repeated she, looking very flat indeed. |
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