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From: | Erasmus Hines |
Subject: | [Hurdfr-paris] replenish able |
Date: | Tue, 5 Sep 2006 11:26:49 -0300 |
She had the pitifully starved and home-tailored
look of apreachers wife. Yes-sir, likethe hymn says, the hell of our fathers is good
enough for me. So this darnEnglishman didnt like my clothes! Cecil Aylston, dont you
quarrel with me tonight!
Cecil Aylston, dont you quarrel with me
tonight!
Seems to be MissFalconers right-hand man. In ten
minutes she had them all crying, all aching to dash out andbring in souls and
dollars. He was anOxonian, and it was almost the first time that Elmer had heard
anEnglishman read.
By God HED bring those hicks to time and make em
pay up! Tell me: didyou split wood and pull mustard when you were a
boy?
Any nice-looking young preachers in the committee
or arethey all old stiffs? A lot he knows about the meaning ofredemption or any
other dogma, that human wood-chuck!
My charts show that in the Southeast district
onlyone house in three has been visited.
Tell me: didyou split wood and pull mustard when
you were a boy? Well, it isnt so big, but theyre awful fine people. And tonights
euphuismswere full of structure.
A lot he knows about the meaning ofredemption or
any other dogma, that human wood-chuck! Then quickly: Oh, yes, youre thePresbyterian
preacher who was fired for drinking.
Any nice-looking young preachers in the committee
or arethey all old stiffs? Elmer peeped at Sharonand felt that she was smiling with
encouragement. As they metthey laughed, admitting comradeship in folly. What kind of
a fellow is this Englishman?
Andits interesting to see that you honestly think
you can captivateme.
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