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Updated: June 13, 2025
In her ten years on the road, visiting town after town, catching trains, jolting about in rumbling hotel 'buses or musty-smelling small-town hacks, living in hotels, good, bad, and indifferent, Emma McChesney had come upon hundreds of rice-strewn, ribbon-bedecked bridal couples.
He put down his half-filled stick. He had been at work on the Advance locals for the Wednesday paper, two and three-line items to tell of the trivial going and coming of nobodies which he was wont to set up with an accompaniment of satirical comment on small-town activities.
"Here is the bathroom ... if you don't mind my saying it, when you throw the toilet seat up, let the water run from the tap over the wash basin ... my mother and sisters!" he trailed off in inaudible, deprecative urge of the proprieties. Ally was anything but a small-town product. Suave, socially adroit, an instinctive creature of Good Form.... He came into the room he had given me to stay in.
Now they would be a couple of heads clustered with other heads at a car window; smiling, small-town boys going lightly out to their ordeal. She must hurry and be over! Wilbur, with his wicker suitcase, paused last to say goodbye to Frank, the dog.
It gets us all!" Fanny twisted her hair into the relentless knob women assume preparatory to bathing. "It seems to me you have to come from Winnebago, or thereabouts, to get New York really get it, I mean." "That's so," agreed Ella. "There's a man on the New York Star who writes a column every day that everybody reads. If he isn't a small-town man then we're both wrong."
Two years before I had believed that Tom would not fit into my Northwest. But in twenty-four hours Tom and my father were old pals. He was as much at home with mother and the children as I, and all the neighbors liked him. He was interested in everything on the ranch, and even in the small-town life of the village. He interested father in putting modern equipment on the ranch.
It may seem remarkable that neither of the members of a high-class law firm in New York City should ever have been in a police court, but such a situation is by no means infrequent. The county or small-town attorney knows his business from the ground up.
She smoked and let her gaze wander from her books to window garden, from window garden to piano. "You play?" said he. "A very little. Enough for accompaniments to simple songs." "You sing?" "Simple songs. I've had but a few lessons from a small-town teacher." "Let me hear." She went to the piano, laid her cigarette in a tray ready beside the music rack.
"But he'll wind up like a small-town sport in the lock-up, the way he's going," said Grim. "Now, see here, Jael, I'm just as set on doing my bit in the world as Ali Higg is. Maybe I'm a mite more tolerant, but there isn't a man or woman living who can shift me off a course once I'm set on it. "Ali Higg considers the Arabs need a holy war. I'm hell bent for peace. I'm going to stop him.
"I have become a small-town woman. Absolute. Typical. Modest and moral and safe. Protected from life. GENTEEL! The Village Virus the village virtuousness. My hair just scrambled together. What can Erik see in that wedded spinster there? He does like me! Because I'm the only woman who's decent to him!
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