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Updated: June 17, 2025
Mother and children were making their way, under an awning that crossed the street, to the matinee of a fairy-play. The Liberry Teacher smiled at the children with more than her accustomed goodwill, and lowered her umbrella quickly to let them pass. The mother smiled back, a smile that changed, as the Liberry Teacher passed, to puzzled remembrance.
"Yes," said his wife, "seven years." "Oh!" said the Liberry Teacher, with a quick catch of sympathy at her heart. Just as long as she had been working for her living in the big, dusty library. Supposing oh, supposing she'd had to live all that time in such suffering as this poor Allan had endured and his mother had had to witness!
He could do a great deal with them, because he understood their attitude to life, but that wasn't good for the Liberry Teacher's record. It was four o'clock of a stickily wet Saturday.
Then, if there's anny left, after treatin' all round, I'll buy the town a public liberry, pervidin' the town'll make it sufficiently and generally understood that I'm a leadin' and public-minded citizen that has reached success by the grace of God and a extraordinary brain." But McGinnis in his philanthropic intentions met difficulty.
I'm sick of libraries, and of being efficient! I want to be a real girl! Oh, I wish I wish I had a lot of money, and a rose-garden, and a husband!" The Liberry Teacher was aghast at herself. She hadn't meant to wish such a very unmaidenly thing so hard.
An' he said he couldn't sit on his own porch any more; he said he couldn't sit even in the liberry but he had to hear baby-talk goin' on SOMEwheres an' then either Willie Baxter or Joe Bullitt or somebody or another arguin' about love. Mamma, he said" Jane became impressive "he said, mamma, he said he didn't mind the Sunday-school class, but he couldn't stand those dam boys!" "Jane!" Mrs.
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