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Chapter 8 - Seacoast Bohemia
- Brian held me and patted my back, then said, ‘Stop that infernal…
- Two Sundays later I missed my period. The following February (1907)…
- But all was not lost. Or should not have been. Once that jack rabbit…
- ‘Then you had better break mine, too, as I went there intending…
- ‘That's not Mark Twain; that's one of Father's medical books. ' I…
- ‘But I'll design a better one. Mo, where did you hear of KC's…
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- This is not a bad jail, as jails go. I was in a much worse…
- George Strong treated us to a lovely lunch in The Fiesta…
- It was after one o'clock before I left the children; it…
- He looked sheepish. ‘It's bright sunlight, Mo. This is…
- Father let Daisy amble on quite a piece before he answered.…
- From having read candid autobiographies written by liberated…
- My daughter Susan married Henry Schultz on Saturday, 1…
- Jubal looked around again. ‘Ladies and gentlemen, what…
- ‘All the way! A fair exchange is no robbery. ' I didn't…
- The carnage in Europe got worse and worse. In March 1917…
- (Nelson had found it. ) There seemed to be evidence that…
- ‘Eh? I'm sorry, Mrs Johnson; there is no more participation…