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New York Weekly
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v. 36 no. 24
— page 8 |
| Subject / Tag: |
Sketch |
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New York Weekly, v. XXXVI, no. 24, April 25, 1881 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Benton, Victoria F.
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| Date: |
April 25, 1881 |
| First Sentence: |
"Come in, can't you? I'm not going to leave my butter for any one, now my hands are in it, I can promise you." said Mrs. Submit Richardson, testily, in answer to a low knock that came at her kitchen door at half-past eight on Thursday morning-the very hour and day when, as all East Haddam knew, or ought to know, she was engaged with the gilt-edge butter which sold so readily in the city market. |
| Last Sentence: |
And the neighbors said: "How wonderful it was that the girl the Widow Richardson liked so well was the very girl that her son John wanted, after all." |
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