The Gentle Art of Cooking Wives

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"You know we've always been taught that women were naturally dependent, and I supposed it was second nature for them to receive money from their husbands, and so they got enough...

"Oh, you needn't to worry," replied Nannie pettishly, the violence of her grief having spent itself. "Nothing so good as that is going to happen. I shall live to get home and ha...

Nannie was in no wise dismayed, and either by reason of her fearlessness or because of a secret bond between their natures, she and Sarah Maria--for so she named her after a tro...

Now he was out again, following the sweep of the bluff and looking eastward over the big waters. Some days the sun appeared there in regal splendor, but on this particular morni...

Steve had never fought in his life. He was rather ashamed of this (had never confessed it), and the time seemed ripe now to break his peace record. Drawing back, to give himself...

Now Steve had never in his college days, ranked as an athlete, but as he flew over the ground that night, with the long rope that bridged the difference betwixt himself and Sara...

"No, he didn't eat the rabbits. A weasel did that," said Nannie, her awful gaze still fixed on Mr. Earnest's laughing eyes. "But he had been ugly to his family, and that's the w...

"If that is the case," Steve replied, and as he spoke, quietly and without anger, he was conscious of a dull dread of her reply--"if that is the case, it can't be that you feel...

True to her sex, she proceeded to grasp all he had--the poker. Steve held on for safety, but Miss Baby wielded it, and straightway the fire sent forth a shower of sparks that we...