Scribner's Monthly: An Illustrated Magazine for the People, 110 tomasScribner & Company, 1925 |
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... friends at home , but after several months the replies began to come with less and less frequency . On the day when ... friends there , but I wrote always of myself . When I had written a letter telling what I was doing in the city ...
... friends at home , but after several months the replies began to come with less and less frequency . On the day when ... friends there , but I wrote always of myself . When I had written a letter telling what I was doing in the city ...
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... friends there , of things that had happened when he was a boy . He even spoke of his former sweet- heart , of Lillian . If he now thought out just what he was going to say in the letter , he could write it in his room at the hotel over ...
... friends there , of things that had happened when he was a boy . He even spoke of his former sweet- heart , of Lillian . If he now thought out just what he was going to say in the letter , he could write it in his room at the hotel over ...
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... friends were old acquaintances . At once they declared John should not buy anything , the declaration , in fact , being made before he had offered . " You ' re our guest now ; don't you forget that . When we come sometime to your town ...
... friends were old acquaintances . At once they declared John should not buy anything , the declaration , in fact , being made before he had offered . " You ' re our guest now ; don't you forget that . When we come sometime to your town ...
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... friend . He is every man's man . He must have time for everybody . He must be at everybody's beck and call . No one is too mean , too weak , too repulsive ; he is literally every one's servant , and an unpaid servant . You have to pay ...
... friend . He is every man's man . He must have time for everybody . He must be at everybody's beck and call . No one is too mean , too weak , too repulsive ; he is literally every one's servant , and an unpaid servant . You have to pay ...
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... friends and their friends ; therefore it is worth giving here , with all its spirited imperfections and with the story of its painful and comic birth . Imagine Charlie hunched lean , red- brown , dressed in jeans and flannel shirt , his ...
... friends and their friends ; therefore it is worth giving here , with all its spirited imperfections and with the story of its painful and comic birth . Imagine Charlie hunched lean , red- brown , dressed in jeans and flannel shirt , his ...
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