ry, however inferior, escapeher observation, wre stood ready toremind her of it. There ! mother,you havent eaten that little greenone ! Sometimes she really could not eat such poor-looking specimens, whereupon we (who were dying to swallow the w^hole of them) cleared the little saucers in the… … OUR MOTHER AUTON. 71 write letters and to express ones self on paper in cultivated diction.This was the age of Chesterfield and of the Tattler. Men andwomen cultivated conversation as an art, and struggled for the mas-tery of expression at the pens point. Mother Anton was bred in that spirit, and…
Auton House (Providence, R.I.) · Children's literature
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