Letitia; Nursery Corps, U.S.A.

Letitia; Nursery Corps, U.S.A.

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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. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ... empurpled colonel turned from Aunt Emma to her as she spoke. But she was changing the subject. "What is the matter with you, Letitia?" she said. For despite previous lavings and applications to her features at the pantry faucet before entrance, it was evident to all that Letitia had been weeping. But she, swallowing, only looked mutely at her parent. Mamas at all times are to be obeyed and more than at any time before one's colonel, but on the other hand, the more because the colonel was there and the heart of Letitia is ever with the enlisted men, she did not want to say. Papa took it up. "Out with it," said he, who himself had been called away from the table during the serving of the soup and knew what had happened. Letitia this time gazed mutely at him. She did not want to have to tell. "Speak up," said papa sharply. "It's--it's Bill," then faltered Letitia, swallowing painfully and with effort; "he's chewed up, he's--he's just meat, --he's over on Mrs. Osborne's porch " " Rot-gut whisky at Hawkins' ' Sunday at home' as usual, with a dog-fight extra to-day for lure," said papa comprehensively. "Also a free-for-all fight at the close. Private Haines provided the Osbornes' dog. They are putting the men in the guard-house as they come in." "So it would seem," said mama sweetly and with a smile, raising her brows. For the spring night was soft and the windows were open wide, and through the rear casements as she ended, from over on the men's side of things came a tramping of feet as with a squad, while above the measure of the tread came too, a maudlin voice vociferously raised in song. Perhaps the yet purple little colonel knew the words. Breathing hard and still glaring, he arose with deliberation, his goblet in hand. Now the glass held but...show more

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  • Paperback | 36 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 82g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236661516
  • 9781236661517