From the Land of the Snow Pearls; Tales from Puget Sound

From the Land of the Snow Pearls; Tales from Puget Sound

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 edition. Excerpt: ... one," said Orville's mother. "I expected to, but I c'u'dn't get them fall patatas sold off. I'll have to keep 'em till spring to git any kind o' price. I don't care much about Christmas, though"--her chin was trembling, but she lifted it high. ' It's silly for anybody but childern to build so much on Christmas." Bmarine opened the door and walked in. Mrs. Palmer arose slowly, grasping the back of her chair. "Orville's dead?" she said, solemnly. Emarine laughed, but there was the tenderness of near tears in her voice. "Oh, my, no!" she said, sitting down. "I run over to ask you to come to Christmas dinner. I was too busy all day to come sooner. I'm goin' to have a great dinner, an' I've cooked ev'ry single thing of it myself! I want to show you what a fine Christmas dinner your daughter-'n-law can get up. Dinner's at two, an' I want you to come at eleven. Will you?" Mrs. Palmer had sat down, weakly. Trembling was not the word to describe the feeling that had taken possession of her. She was shivering. She wanted to fall down on her knees and put her arms around her son's wife, and sob out all her loneliness and heartache. But life is a stage; and Miss Presly was an audience not to be ignored. So Mrs. Palmer said: "Well, I'll be reel glad o come, Emarine. It's offul kind o' yuh to think oft. It 'u'd 'a' be'n lonesome eatin' here all by myself, I expect." Emarine stood up. Her heart was like a thistle-down. Her eyes were shining. "-All right," she said; "an' I want that you sh'u'd come just at eleven. I must run right back now. Goodnight." "Well, I declare!" said Miss Presly. "That girl gits prettier ev'ry day o' her life. Why, she just looked full o'glame to-night!" Orville was not at home when his mother arrived in her rusty best dress and shawl....show more

Product details

  • Paperback | 52 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 109g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236680960
  • 9781236680969