thompson-small

Updated: May 26, 2025

All I'm sartain of is that 'twan't long afore all hands was in that condition where the doctor'd have passed 'em on to the parson. First along it seemed as if the Thompson-Small syndicate had been vaccinated they didn't develop a symptom. But one noon the Dowager sails into the dining-room and unfurls a brown paper bundle. "I've captured a prize, my dear," says she to the Duchess.

Joseph Crosby Lincoln - Cape Cod Stories