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Updated: June 5, 2025
Every house had found sufficient trade in giving D.T.'s to the burly, roystering teamsters who lived on the roads, dealt in no small quantities, and who did not see their wives and sweethearts every week in the year. As the afternoon advanced, true to appointment, "Dora" Eweword arrived to take Dawn for a row.
Can I join the committee, grandma?" "If it's proper, and he's my man, you can, an' work instead of me, but I must hear them both first." "If Walker could get you to make a speech for him, we'd all vote for him in a body," laughed Eweword; but Dawn replied "Oh, you, I suppose you say that to every girl."
Eweword, despite his shapely and imposing bulk, had not developed his athletic possibilities so much as those of the gourmand, and, reddening to the roots of his stubbed hair, he looked the reverse of pleased with the tactless young woman, an expression usually to be found on the countenance of one or more members of a company following the publication of her opinions.
Some reckon she's better-lookin' than Dawn, and her mother put it around that Eweword would make a brilliant match for her, and that shooed him off at once. I reckon if I was a girl and wanted to ketch a man I'd hold me mag about it, as I know two or three now has been turned off the same way." "Perhaps Dora Cowper didn't lose much." "Well, he has a bosker farm, you see.
"Of course, when the matter is stripped to bare facts, the truth of your remarks is irrefutable, but we must gauge things comparatively, and remember how many other nations won't even grudgingly free their women. If you don't like Eweword I can't see any pressing necessity to think of marriage at all."
"Dora" Eweword would have done very well to discharge the clodhopping work of her earthly journey could have made her bread-and-butter and carried her parcels, but if I can depend on Andrew's letters, which breathe more heavily of generosity than of grammar and gracefulness, this eligible and strapping young member of Noonoon society has been rejected a second time, so that Mrs Bray's fears that he would be made over conceited by adulation from marriageable girls seems to have been unnecessary.
"Some girls think if they get a bit of a swell he's something; but I wouldn't care if a man were the Prince of Wales and Lord Muck in one, if he couldn't do things without muddling, I'd throw water on him." "What about young Eweword, are you goin' to throw water on him?" laughed Mrs Bray. "Ask Carry, she knows more about him than I do."
I walked behind Dawn, and she, having found Eweword, who had been first at the tryst, they came back towards the river a few hundred yards and stopped behind some shrubbery, while I took up a place on the other side of it, as directed beforehand by this very business-like young person, to act as witness in case of future trouble. "Well, Dawn, what has turned up?" said the young man after a pause.
I have enough to suffer already;" and I knew she was again thinking of that fatal dish of water, and how "Dora" Eweword twitted her concerning it. Then I took Dawn on my knee as it were, and told her a story.
"If I had a vote I'd give it to him just for that, as I'm sick of these red-nosed old members of parliament with corporations." "He's the real lah-de-dah Johnny, isn't he?" laughed "Dora" Eweword. "Don't you say he's any relation of mine," said Ernest. "It would give me away, and he thinks I'm in Melbourne. I told every one that's where I was bound. I hope he won't catch sight of me."
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