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From: Marjory Mayer
Subject: [gfsd] deck specific
Date: Tue, 19 Sep 2006 22:33:01 -0400

Unless I keep the place up, I can never get my price for it. Say Judge Pommeroys office wishes to speak tohim.
The men took turns carrying her, hugging the canyonwalls with their shoulders as they crept along. I feel as if you werent going to be cross withme today, and would do what I ask you. It had been hard to give up that year;most of his classmates were younger than he.
The kitchenwas inconvenient, the sink was smelly.
On Friday evening he was the last guest to arrive. Id rather, you know, publishanything in the town paper than telephone it through Mrs. Could you stay at the hotel for a few weeks, and let me have BlackTom? Get me Colorado Springs, the Antlers, quick! All those who had shared in fineundertakings and bright occasions were gone. I have beenthinking that we might manage it to get a special increase ofpension for Mrs. He went away with weary contempt for her inhis heart.
The dining-room door was open into thekitchen, and there Mrs. In the end, Niel went away withoutbidding her good-bye.
Times have changed, but he doesnt realize it.
Now shesafter the young ones, said Ed Elliotts mother.
Butat six oclock he had gone away, leaving tools and sheets of metallying about.
Theres a chest full ofdouble damask upstairs, every tablecloth long enough to make two.
Now shesafter the young ones, said Ed Elliotts mother.
Ill bet theresnot as many in both saloons put together.
And Ill get over to theCaptain at once; he certainly oughtnt to be left alone. She laughed and said she was often absent-minded.
Judge Pommeroys office wants to talk tohim.
He told herthat people were gossiping about Ivys being there so much.
He looked irresolutely across the submerged bottom lands. Perhaps, with a little encouragement, he would have gone to seeMrs. Perhaps she had lain down upstairs, for she looked a little rested.
It was already gone, that age; nothingcould ever bring it back.
She looked at him with pleading plausibility. Her demeanour toward the townspeople was always the same;easy, cordial, and impersonal.
No other house could take the placeof this one in his life. He liked beingalone with the old things that had seemed so beautiful to him inhis childhood.
He was born down there, she told me,but she met him in California.
It was Captain Forrester I wanted to hold my hand when the surgeonhad to do things to me. There he found AdolphBlum, carrying a large white box.

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