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Title: R.J.'s mother : and some other people
Year: 1908 (1900s)
Authors: Deland, Margaret Wade Campbell, 1857-1945
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Publisher: New York London : Harper & Brothers
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
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helor, and fifty-five, pretty and seriousyoung women do not often concern themselveswith your quinine pills. He was housed for aday or two, and when he went back to reporthimself cured she was very stem with himabout the care of his health. What does Augustine do without his headnurse? he said, kindly. Dora sighed. I often worry a good dealabout him. Mamma doesnt know anythingabout sickness; and, of course, Augustine is justa man. But I gave him a little medicine-case,and wrote out directions as to what he was todo if he took cold or anything. But I doworry. She used to talk to this kind old friend verysimply and intimately of her husband and hisgoodness and his greatness. And sometimes,after such a talk, he would hear her sigh. I dont know anything about art, Mr. Aus-tin, she said, humbly, but I know Augustineis wonderful. Yes, he is wonderful, he would assure her,heartily. But its hard for him to have tobe away from you and Sylvia so much. I knowthat must be a great trial to him. 88
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THE MORMON She wotild look at him, when he said thingslike this, with wistful eyes, and say: Yes, ofcourse. Dora did not know many people, though hermothers circle was very large. She was tooshy to make acquaintances readily; and as formaking friends, she did not want any; Sylvia andSylvias father filled her little heart. But by-and-by she made room in it for Henry Austin.Indeed, she could hardly help it, for the silent,elderly man, with those amused eyes, somehowwould not be denied; he came to see her, andsat by her fireside like a faithful, grizzled olddog; and by-and-by Sylvia got so used to himthat she sat on his knee while Dora made his tea,and Dora herself confided her troubles abouther parlor-maid, or her fears that it would beextravagant to get a new hat. I dont reallyneed it, do I, she would say, anxiously. AndAustin made haste to assure her that she didneed it. In fact, Henry Austin began to thinkthat little Dora needed, and must have, every-thing she wanted. And so the wint

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