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From: | Sally Dodson |
Subject: | [Adsyc-devel] wet felt-tip pen |
Date: | Sun, 17 Sep 2006 15:20:27 +0300 |
![]() Whiggam, was thinking what awonderful place Mr. I
wont be there myself, but you just ask the telephonegirl for her.
Rita has more good recordsover at her place, but
Zella has the nicest place to dance.
Tone and manner were infiltrated by theutmost
condescension. You wont see anything finer in Albany or Utica or Rochestereither. It
would belike her then to try to be nice to him. Ive come to know quite a few girls
since Ive been here. Seven-thirty is the time every one goes to work here in
themorning, went on Mr. Ive come to know quite a few girls since Ive been here. He
knows more about the town than you do.
What is he, do you suppose, abrother or a cousin,
or what?
I know itisnt the thing to dance here on Sundays
but no one need knowanything about that. No, I just came in on the noon train,
replied Clyde. Hes the buyer for Starkand Company, you know. Braley in kind, were
making their way home from theseveral factories beyond the river. Quite all of
themhad on short alpaca office coats or sleeve protectors over theirshirt
sleeves.
At once his facefell, his dreams being so thickly
clouded over.
I know how that is, replied Dillard, thats the
waymy uncle feels about me, too.
The matter of that slain child in Kansas
City!
Ive come to know quite a few girls since Ive been
here. A trim girl,very severe and reserved in a green gingham dress,
appeared.
Who knew but that he might be making a greatmistake
in holding such free and easy contacts as this.
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