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"Esther is crying because she is selfish, and I am afraid I am selfish too." "Most likely," returned Allan, dryly; "it is a human failing. What is the case in point, Frankie?" Allan was the only one of us who ever called Dot by his proper name. "I should not mind growing up to be a man," replied Dot, fencing a little, "if I were big and strong like you," taking hold of the huge sinewy hand.
Not looking too completely dishevelled himself, he stood there, as a girl briskly early in dress and impulse, so as not to waste the bright morning opened the door. "Yeah, Nance me," he croaked apologetically. "Ramos has reached Pluto!" "I know, Frankie!" she burst out. But his words rushed on. "I've been goofing off by Hickman's Lake. Over now.
"Father and mother like us to have our best times at home," said Dolly sipping her chocolate with a critical air, "and Frank and I have had this room for a playroom ever since I can remember." "It must be fine to have a brother or sister," said Ruth wistfully. "I don't think only children have half so much fun." "They miss some quarrels, too," laughed Dolly. "Poor old Frankie!
From the children of the old master, I got the information concerning her age. I looked it up after emancipation. One of old master's sons was named Frank Goodman, and another was named Norphleet Goodman, and there was another whose name I don't recall. "My grandmother, great-grandmother, was named Frankie Goodman. I wasn't here in slavery time, but I knew her after emancipation.
Won't, you come with us?" The proposal was very tempting, the more so as Julian had never been abroad. He mentioned it in his next letter home, and asked if it would be possible for any of them to accompany him, without which he gave up all intention of making the tour. "As for Frankie and me," she continued, "we will stay at home to take care of Ildown in your absence.
Meanwhile, Frankie, at the window, was straining his eyes in the direction of the station. 'Don't you think we'd better have the window open now, Dad? he said at last as the clock struck eight. 'The steam keeps coming on the glass as fast as I wipe it off and I can't see out properly. I'm sure it's nearly time now; p'raps our clock isn't as fast as you think it is.
During these holidays some of the men did little jobs on their own account and others put in the whole time including Good Friday and Easter Sunday gardening, digging and planting their plots of allotment ground. When Owen arrived home one evening during the week before Easter, Frankie gave him an envelope which he had brought home from school. Easter 19
"When we see the dishonor of a thing, then it is time to renounce it." Plutarch A letter which Sallie wrote to Jim a few weeks after his departure tells its own story, and hence shall be repeated here. Philadelphia, October 29, 1863. Dear Jim: I take my pen in hand this morning to write you a letter, and to tell you the news, though I don't know much of the last except about Frankie and myself.
Frank and Jennie sat at a table in a private booth, high up in the arches of The First Stop, and watched Eileen do another number. Jennie explained herself. "I'm another one. I've got to go where the heroes go. That's me Frankie, is it? So I'm here..." She had a perfume. While he was Rodan's prisoner for two and a half months, there were special things that had driven him almost wild.
While Nora was getting ready to go with the boy, Owen made him sit on a chair, and having removed the boot from the foot that was bleeding, washed the cut with some warm water and bandaged it with a piece of clean rag, and then they tried to persuade him to stay there with Frankie while Nora went to see his mother, but the boy would not hear of it. So Frankie went with them instead.
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