Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 752
or me by the coming ofny dearest friends. One chilly spring night, when rain was fallingind the wind sighed dismally over the flats, I was.vaked from a nap by voices and the rustling ofstraw inside my still strong body. Some tramp, I thought, with a yawn, for Ihad often taken lodgers for a night,… … THE LODGER. of dry biscuit and drier sausage, then go out in thewood to make sketches, and at last come back tomi -gain for his nights lodging. Once he sketchedthe sunset from my top, and his low whistling wasquite pleasant to me ; but he had gone long ago.Besides, the sounds I now heard were the…
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