wethmore

Updated: May 14, 2025

Now my little maiden, we'll hear from you." "Martha Trumpit Stickles, sir," came the shy response. "That's a good name, my dear, after your mother and with her eyes, too. Just one more left. Come, my dear, what have you to say?" "Ruth Wethmore Stickles, thir, if you pleath," lisped the little lass, with her eyes upon the floor. At these words the parson paused, as if uncertain what to say.

H. A. (Hiram Alfred) Cody - The Fourth Watch