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Give your little girl a kiss Because she learned and told you this. The song the others were singing now went like this: Our darling Roberta, No sorrow shall hurt her If we can prevent it Her whole life long. Her birthday's our fete day, We'll make it our great day, And give her our presents And sing her our song.
This was so exactly Patty's present state of mind, that she felt it established a bond of sympathy at once with her companion, and encouraged her sufficiently to enquire her name. "Jean Bannerman," said the girl, "and I'm almost fifteen. What's yours?" "Patty Hirst, and I shall be fourteen in October." "Then I'm nearly a year older than you, for my birthday's in November.
Let me see; your birthday's next week, isn't it? How about arranging something in the nature of a conversazione, or what not?" "I hope," said Mrs. Mills, escorting him through the shop, "that, later on, you'll do your best to make her happy." "But it's her," protested Bulpert, "it's her that's got to make me happy."
I'm goin' to have a new dress, an' if ever'thing's described right well we'll buy a lot of papers to send to folks we know in Connecticut." "Well," said Louise, with a sigh, "I'll try to drive over for a little while. It is to be Saturday, you say?" "Yes; the birthday's Friday and the dance Saturday night, rain or shine. An' you might bring the chief editor, your husband, an' try a dance with us.
"By gum!" ejaculated Wingate, "you'd have to look somewheres else to find ME. I've got all the auto racin' I want!" "Speakin' of automobiles," began Captain Bailey again. No one paid the slightest attention. "How's Dusenberry, your baby, Hiram?" asked the depot master, turning to Captain Baker. "His birthday's the Fourth, and that's only a couple of days off."
Now, how, with just seven dollars left from your last birthday's ten, could you buy a silk frock, with a hat and shoes and stockings to match? The answer seemed to be that you couldn't, but Joy did not want to look at it that way yet. And as she gazed around her bedroom in search of inspiration, her eyes fell on an illuminated sentiment over her bureau.
To exchange the rack-rented but limitless fields of Irish landlordism for the rickety and equally rack-rented tenements, with the checkerboard streets, where all must keep moving, is only adding sordidness to spare sadness. Surely, the birthday's injury is felt in a deep sense by the poor.
"You don't pay compliments, Dick. Best to be honest; guess again. You don't like to? Not twenty-five, or twenty-four, or twenty-three, or see how he begins to stare! -twenty-two. Just twenty-one, my dear. I think my birthday's somewhere in next month. Why, look at me, close closer. Have I a wrinkle?" "And when, in heaven's name!"...he stopped short. "I understand you.
"You don't pay compliments, Dick. Best to be honest; guess again. You don't like to? Not twenty-five, or twenty- four, or twenty-three, or see how he begins to stare! -twenty-two. Just twenty-one, my dear. I think my birthday's somewhere in next month. Why, look at me, close closer. Have I a wrinkle?" "And when, in heaven's name!"...he stopped short. "I understand you.
"I hadn't heard about it." "Yep I am. Mamma said I could, but she told me not to tell. I don't care, I wanted Nellie to know, as she's going to treat us to cones." "And it's half my party, 'cause my birthday's the same day," explained Freddie. "So you can come to my party at the same time, Nellie." "Thank you, dear, I shall. Now let's hurry to the store, for it's getting warmer all the while."
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