Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 351
le, dragging Dick with him. The door of Mr. Morriss room openedsoftly. i i> Dad! oh, Dad! and Ted threw himselfon his knees beside the bed. Why, boy, I m all right. Dont worry.A few cuts and a nasty scalp-wound—thatsall. Why did nt you come when I sent foryou? Dad, the match was two-all when I… … NO, DAD, YOU—AND AMERICA—WON! You played, Ted! You played underthat strain? How did you come out? The boy raised his head, You said it wasthe cup for America, and nothing must standin the way. I heard you say it to me on thecourt to-day when Palmerson had me lickedat two sets and 4-1. The man…
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