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Updated: June 25, 2025
Shall we have some fun?" "Dear me, yes, Uncle Ray," Charlotte responded, promptly, "if you can think how!" "I can. Is there a birthday or anything that we may celebrate? "November yes. Why, we had forgotten all about it! Lanse's birthday is the fourth. That's " "Day after to-morrow. Good! Can you make him a birthday-cake? If not, I " "Oh, yes, I can!" cried Charlotte, eagerly.
"Just before I turned the hose on you, I remember you had made yourself thoroughly disliked by pocketing a piece of my birthday-cake." "Do you remember that?" His eyes lit up and he smiled back at her. He had an ingratiating smile. His mouth was rather wide, and it seemed to stretch right across his face. He reminded Jill more than ever of a big, friendly dog.
"Look how solemn he is, like he was thinking of something a million miles away except how lucky he is he should have a pink birthday-cake. Uh uh uh! Don't you begin to holler again. Here, I'm putting the feedle next to you. Uh uh uh!" To a meal plentifully ladled out directly from stove to table, the Kantor family drew up, dipping first into the rich black soup of the occasion. All except Mrs.
When the two little girls ran down to breakfast the next morning, they wore very happy faces, for Dimple had just discovered that her birthday was only a week off, and she and Florence had been planning for it. "Papa always does something very specially nice for me," Dimple had just announced, "and I always have a lovely birthday-cake with icing and candles.
A country could only produce a certain supply of food, and was therefore restricted to a certain population. People talked of the faulty division of wealth; but it was madness to dream of an Utopia, where there would be no more masters but only so many brothers, equal workers and sharers, who would apportion happiness among themselves like a birthday-cake.
"Oh, to-day is beautiful as as it's beautiful as frosting on a birthday-cake!" cried Ruth, as she slipped her feet into the straps of her skees, preparing for her first lesson. "These skees seem so dreadfully long and unmanageable, now I get them on. Like seven-foot table-knives, and my silly feet like orange seeds in the middle of the knives!" The skees were unmanageable.
Ain't you ashamed even on your little brother's birthday to steal from him?" "Ma, gimme the spoon?" "I'll give you the spoon, Isadore Kantor, where you don't want it. If you don't hurry down the way that bell is ringing, not one bite out of your little brother's birthday-cake to-night!" "I'm goin', ain't I?" "Always on my children's birthdays a meanness sets into this house!
"Look how solemn he is, like he was thinking of something a million miles away except how lucky he is he should have a pink birthday-cake! Uh uh uh! Don't you begin to holler again Here, I'm putting the feedle next to you uh uh uh!" To a meal plentifully ladled out directly from stove to table, the Kantor family drew up, dipping first into the rich black soup of the occasion. All except Mrs.
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