Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 878
weak little voice: Dontyou think our mothers are lonesome? I answered Yes; and with that two little formsjumped out of the hammock and ran to the house, wherethey were soon clasped in their mothers arms and borneupstairs to bed. Through the open door, when Marjorie was droppingto sleep, I heard her…
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