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FROM PEN DRAWINGS
ОглавлениеThe Black Mare Suddenly Threw Her Head Down and Her Heels Up
"Never Mind, Dear, Darling Daddy, I Love You Just the Same"
Mrs. McGillicuddy Sat Majestically Upright in the Buggy, While the Sergeant Bestrode the Peaceful and Amiable Dot
"Neither You nor Your Child Shall Suffer for the Present"
Kettle Dropped the Reins, and Grasping Corporal Around the Neck Hung on Desperately
"Don't Call Your Father 'the Poor old Chap,'" Said Mrs. Fortescue Positively