Category: Short Stories
“It’s a shame!” she said, “just a burning shame, the way you are treated by those children. The idea of your being down on your knees mopping up the musses which they have made, on purpose to vex you. If I were you, Sophia, I wouldn’t endure it another day. It is a wonder to m...
/# GOOD HOUSEKEEPING has so many wails from correspondents who find the matter of Carving a burden grievous to be borne, and who ask for detailed instructions in the Art of the...
3. CHAPTER I.“Poor thing!” she said. “I think”—at this moment she suddenly stopped, startled by a thought which came into her mind, and remained silent quite a while. What she was thinking w...
1. CHAPTER I.“It’s a shame!” she said, “just a burning shame, the way you are treated by those children. The idea of your being down on your knees mopping up the musses which they have made,...
2. CHAPTER I.She had turned again to the man at the carriage. He gave a short half-laugh as he answered slowly: “Well, as to that, what care we get we have to give to ourselves. Her and me l...