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Updated: June 21, 2025
If you're mixing that compound gefloxide of gefloxicum for me, please fill my ears with it before you get around to the battle of Gettysburg, for there is a subject full of talk. "By this time Doc Millikin had thrown up a line of fortifications on square pieces of paper; and he says to me: 'Yank, take one of these powders every two hours. They won't kill you.
Miss Millikin was not able to walk as much as Don wished, she said, so he was accustomed to take a great deal of solitary exercise; he was such a remarkably intelligent dog that he could be trusted to take care of himself oh, he would come back. And towards dusk that evening Don did come back.
'Aunt Sophy, you would never have found out his trick about the milk if it hadn't been for me would you now? 'Perhaps not, my love, agreed Miss Millikin mildly. The trick in question was a certain ingenious device of Don's for obtaining a double allowance of afternoon tea a refreshment for which he had acquired a strong taste.
Call a consultation or use radium or smuggle me in some saws or something. "'Yank, says Doc Millikin, 'I've a good notion to help you. There's only one government in the world that can get you out of this difficulty; and that's the Confederate States of America, the grandest nation that ever existed. "Just as you said to me I says to Doc; 'Why, the Confederacy ain't a nation.
All are not diamonds that glitter, Marybud. Miss Millikin isn't a bit more precious because of her diamonds, so don't you go thinking I'll love you any better if you have six diamond rings on one hand." "But they are most costly, aren't they?" "They cost like fury. That's why I can't be engaged to a girl; I can't afford to buy a ring." Mary took this perfectly seriously.
I thought I'd get in on the ground floor. I did, and had to sleep on it, and drink water with little zoos in it; so, of course, I got the Chagres fever. That was in a little town called San Juan on the coast. "After I got the fever hard enough to kill a Port-au-Prince nigger, I had a relapse in the shape of Doc Millikin. "There was a doctor to attend a sick man!
'He is not a little steamer dog, said Miss Millikin in her most dignified manner; 'he is my dog. 'Oh, I didn't know, said the first speaker; 'but but I'm sure I've seen him on the steamer several times lately. 'I never use the steamers unless I'm absolutely obliged I disapprove of them: it must have been some other dog. The young lady was positive she had made no mistake.
Between him and Millikin, his brother-in-law, there was not much sympathy: for he pronounced Mr. Milliken to be what is called a muff; and had never been familiar with his elder sister Lavinia, of whose poems he had a mean opinion, and who used to tease and worry him by teaching him French, and telling tales of him to his mamma, when he was a schoolboy home for the holidays.
The tea had once been too hot and burnt his tongue, and, as he howled with the pain, milk had been added. Ever since that occasion he had been in the habit of lapping up all but a spoonful or two of the tea in his saucer, and then uttering a pathetic little yelp; whereupon innocent Miss Millikin would as regularly fill up the saucer with milk again.
'You so seldom see a dog with just those markings, she said, 'and I don't think anybody was with him; he came on board at Amblemere and went all round the lake with us. 'At Amblemere! cried Daisy, 'that's where we live; and, Aunt Sophy, you know Don has been away all day lots of times lately. 'What did this dog do on the steamer? asked Miss Millikin faintly.
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