. St. Nicholas [serial]. •A,\ .\NSVVl:kl.\G .SALUTEDTHEM FROM BETWEEN THEHARTED CURTAINS. stairs to help Sarah with the dinner, and Mar-garet was left to her coveted half-hour alonewith her mother. Oh, Mummy, she sighed, snuggling her headon Mrs. Bronsons shoulder, this is lovely ! Youdont often get home so early. But I appreciateit specially, because I feel sort of blue and no-count to-night. Is that so, dear? her mother, someof the lines returning to her face. Isthe pain worse? What has happened to-day? No, it is nt my back, Margaret almostsobbed. It s just that not
. St. Nicholas [serial]. •A,\ .\NSVVl:kl.\G .SALUTEDTHEM FROM BETWEEN THEHARTED CURTAINS. stairs to help Sarah with the dinner, and Mar-garet was left to her coveted half-hour alonewith her mother. Oh, Mummy, she sighed, snuggling her headon Mrs. Bronsons shoulder, this is lovely ! Youdont often get home so early. But I appreciateit specially, because I feel sort of blue and no-count to-night. Is that so, dear? her mother, someof the lines returning to her face. Isthe pain worse? What has happened to-day? No, it is nt my back, Margaret almostsobbed. It s just that notliiiig has happened —to me —to-day: nothing exer does happen! I justsit here all day long, waiting for something toturn up, like Dickens Mr. Micawbcr. and noth-ing ever does turn up ! The twins go out andmeet nice people and have pleasant things hap-pen, but there s nothing like that for me. Oh,I want some adventures—just one nice, big,beautiful adventure would do —some delightful,unexpected surprise! I d be co
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