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And as for Thomas Jefferson: in his heart gratified pride flapped its wings and crowed lustily; and for the moment he was almost willing to bury that private grudge he was holding against Major Dabney almost, but not quite.
So it did; for Dick's letter to his mother, like the shorter one he sent to Ham Morris, was largely made up of complimentary remarks concerning Dabney Kinzer. When Glorianna knocked at the kitchen door of the Morris mansion, however, it was opened by "the help;" and she might have lost her errand if Mrs. Kinzer had not happened to hear her voice.
E. Johnston, once more to try to prevent Sherman's march to the rear of Richmond. Our command having no guns was ordered to report to Gen. Dabney H. Maury, at Mobile, the old drivers now to act as cannoneers, making up sufficient to again man a four or six gun battery in a fort.
No, Miranda, I'm going to have an eye on Dabney." "You're a dear, good fellow, anyway," said Miranda, "and I hope mother'll have the house all ready for us when we get back." "She will," replied Ham. "I shall hardly be easy till I see what she has done with it." "That's him!" Dab was standing by the ponies, in front of a store in the village.
But Dabney soon found himself unable to sit still, even at the breakfast-table. Not that he got up hungry, for he had done his duty by Miranda's cookery; but the house itself, big as it was, seemed too small to hold him, with all his new prospects swelling within him.
If Dabney had expected a storm to come from his mother's end of the table, he was pleasantly mistaken, and his sisters had it all to themselves for a moment. Then, with an admiring glance at her son, the thoughtful matron remarked: "Just like his father, for all the world. It's no use, girls. Dabney's a growing boy in more ways than one.
She was interrupted by the pictured face of the lady editor of Joint Networks' feminine programs, who asked sweetly: "Tell me, Alicia, what do you think the attainment of the stars will mean to the Average American housewife in the immediate future? Right now?" Then Dabney came on.
Dabney Courtney, in the next hammock, was leaning far over the side of his perilous perch and delivering himself of his morning speech. Tyler did not quite understand this young southern elegant. Monicker had two moods, both of which puzzled Tyler.
At that moment, however, a young lady quite young came tripping along the sidewalk, and was stopped by Dabney, with, "There, Jenny Walters! If I didn't forget my label!" "Why, Dabney! Is that you? How you startled me! Forgot your label?" "Yes," said Dab; "I'm in another new suit today; and I meant to have a label on the collar, with my name on it. You'd have known me then."
But in the industrious backwaters of towns, where steady work means steady bread, it is the custom of men to take the climate as it comes to them, freezing or sweating at the weather-man's desire. Mountain and ocean, awninged gardens and breeze-swept deck: those solaces are not for these. Ninety Fahrenheit it ran and over, day after day, half of June, half of July. But in the old Dabney House Mrs.
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