Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 29
WHILE THOMAS JONES SAT MOURNFULLY AND TOLD THEM WHAT TO DO. And day by day more pitiful became young Thomas plight,Because, alas! the more he read, the more he could not write. Write what you know, his mother begged(she stirred not from his side). Dont tell me—dont/ It is nt fair/ hepleaded just… … THE more he read, the more he could not write. All pleasure paled, all comfort failed, and laughter seemed a sin ;For Oh, to-morrow, Thomas wailed, it must be handed in! The training of a fractious child is plainly not my mission;But—Thomas Jones, go straight upstairs and write that composition !…
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