Daisy in the Field by Elizabeth Wetherell
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"That is to tell me we must turn homeward?" he said gayly. "No; I want to speak to you. But we must turn homeward too." "To speak to me? In that voice? Look at me, Daisy. - No, I won't hear it now, and not here. We must have something better. Daisy, go and ride with me to- morrow evening!" "Oh, I cannot." "Yes, Daisy. I ask it of you. Dr. Sandford is in bed. He cannot go along. Then you can tell me all that is on your mind about Northern soldiers." "Oh, I only thought Christian - You know, I know the temper of the Southern people." "You will know the temper of the other section of the country some day," he said, with a smile at me which was half serious and half personal in its bearing. But he made me promise to go and ride with him if I could; and so left me. I met Mrs. Sandford as I went into the house. She said she was glad I kept up my walks; she was sorry I had such a terribly dull time; it was a pity I came to Washington. Dr. Sandford was no better, and much worried about me, that I should be so cut off from amusement. "Tell him I am doing very well, and having time to read the |
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