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Identifier: stnicholasserial351dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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till sitting aboutthe scanty remains of thefeast. Harry was notpresent, to-day being oneof the two days in theweek when piano practicekept her an unwillingprisoner at the Cottage.Yesterday it had rainedfrom morning until night,keeping them close tocamp, and to-day, al-though the rain hadceased after breakfast, theclouds still hung low, andthere was an uncomfort-able rawness in the eastwind. The square of can-vas over the stove flappeddismally, and the camp firesmoldered smokily, asthough it were depressedby the cheerlessness ofthe leaden sky and thegray river. What do you expect incamp? asked Roy, almostirritably, tilting back onthe soap box which hadserved him for a diningchair. A parade in themorning, circus in the afternoon, and theater inthe evening? Maybe he d rather have a garden-party this afternoon and a concert to-night, suggestedDick, sarcastically. Now, look here, answered Chub, warmly,you fellows need nt jump on me. I only saidthat life was growing dull, and it is, and you
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SOMEBODY S STOLELEFT A N ALMOST HALF THE BUTTER ! HE CALLED, ANDPIECE OF POETRY. (SEE PAGE 522.) know it is—only you re afraid to say so. Thereare times when even you fellows fail to amuse.Who s jumping on you? asked Dick. 519 520 HARRYS ISLAND (April, You, you old crank; and Roy, too. I m boredto death, if you want to know; and I dont carewho hears it. I say let s do something. We vestuck around the camp here for two days andplayed euchre till I cant tell a king from a four-spot. I want excitement! And in proof of theassertion Chub rolled over backward off his box We 11 get you to push it, answered Dick.Well, let s go over and telephone, then.That 11 take Chubs mind from his troubles. And, say, added Chub, while we re there,let s have a couple of sets of tennis. Harry andI will play you two. Harry wont be through practising until three

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