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From: | Richard Travis |
Subject: | [Javaweb-discuss] tramp sovereign |
Date: | Thu, 14 Sep 2006 12:54:33 +0300 |
You were properly baptized before that in the
Anglicanchurch in Charlottetown . No weed was everallowed to show its face. You
couldsee the gulf from the kitchen window. She had always wanted to belong somewhere
and she belongedhere.
Her foot was onher native heath and her name was
Jane.
Shedidnt know what to believe or whom to believe.
Ive always wanted a green andwhite house.
And a little glimmerof understanding of Aunt
Gertrude came to her. The song the sea-wind was singing was music native to herears.
Shedidnt know what to believe or whom to believe. Youre so nice you ought to have
been born in P.
She had always wanted to belong somewhere and she
belongedhere.
She would eat every meal off it after
this.
You want to feel that the house is YOURS before you
buy it, shesaid.
Shedidnt know what to believe or whom to
believe.
Everybody except the baby had brought a present for
Jane.
Jane was just dropping off to sleep when a terrible
remembrancetore through her mind.
Timothy Salt down at the harbour mouth has an old
ships clock. Swallows were swoopingthrough the evening air.
Dads deskhad been brought from Mr Meades and was
set up in the study .
Janekin, said dad, clutching his hair in dismay, I
forgot to buya frying-pan. Come over whenever you can, dear, Mrs Jimmy John told
her.
To his cronies he averred that the pudding would
have given therats indigestion.
Jane knew she was goingto like Mrs Jimmy John.
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