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Updated: July 22, 2025
They had been comrades all their lives. Only of recent years, at the end of an uneventful college career, had Derrick awakened to the astounding fact that Averil Eversley, his little playmate, was a maiden sweet and comely whom he wanted badly for his very own. She was three years younger than himself, but she had always taken the lead in all their exploits.
Still Tabitha made no reply, but lay as she had fallen, not daring to trust her ears or believe her eyes it was not unusual for anyone to make friendly advances toward her, though she had longed all her lonely little life for a playmate. Why, it couldn't be possible!
But the poor girl has not had a mother to care for her for several years. She and her father live alone." "Does she look like her father?" questioned Faith, resolving that if such were the case she would not want Louise for a playmate. "Oh, no. Louise would be pretty if she were a neat and well-behaved child. She has soft black hair, black eyes, and is slenderly built.
Poor Federico, and his sister Francisca, his only sister, were often cruelly used; and his orphan cousin, my sweet god daughter, Maria Olivera, their playmate, was, if any thing, more harshly treated; for although his mother was and is a most excellent woman, and always stood between them and the old man's ill temper, yet at the time I speak of she had returned to Spain, where a long period of ill health detained her for upwards of three years.
And if she prayed for Ben, with what an agony of deep-felt intercession did she plead for Thomas Acton, that own only brother of hers, just a year the younger to endear him all the more, her playmate, care, and charge, her friend and boisterous protector. The many sorrowing hours she had spent for his sake, and the thousand generous actions he had done for hers!
"Your name is in a song, isn't it?" said Grace Waite, as she and her new playmate, Sylvia Fulton, walked down the pleasant street on their way to school. "Is it? Can you sing the song?" questioned Sylvia eagerly, her blue eyes shining at what promised to be such a delightful discovery. Grace nodded smilingly.
The things that filled the days of her father and mother, and the days of her neighbors and friends, had filled her days. The things that were all in all to those she loved had been all in all to her. And always, through those years, from her earliest childhood to her young womanhood, there was Phil, her playmate, schoolmate, protector, hero, slave.
To the rest of the world he was a man of iron. To this wee bit of humanity he was a nurse, a playmate, a slave. "We're 'most to the creek now, son. Onc't we get there, we'll throw off and camp. You can eat a snack and tumble right off to bye-low land," he promised. The five-year-old smiled faintly and snuggled closer. His long lashes drooped again to the soft cheeks.
"What a surprise he will be to Loris and how he will enjoy having a playmate!" Another servant appeared at the door to assist the Countess. "Your excellency," he whispered, "the Count arrived the day before yesterday. He was furious at finding you absent." Louise bit her lip and her face became pale. Then she shrugged her pretty shoulders and broke into a careless laugh.
Ellinor, my dearest friend my fondest sister my playmate in gladness my comforter in grief my nurse in sickness; since we were little children, we have talked together, and laughed together, and wept together, and though we knew all the thoughts of each other, we have never known one thoughts that we would have concealed from God; and now we are going to part? do not stop me, it must be so, I know it.
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