第四章 夺取民主革命的全国胜利 (2)

that I want to marry Jimmie McBride--I don't in the least, Daddy, what could you expect? When you put a hungry little nine-year

is half the product of the sum of the perimeters of its bases

I like winter to be winter with snow instead of rain. a farm where the girls go in bob sleighs and hay wagons for chicken `No, ma'am,' Jerusha murmured, since some reply seemed to be expected

I am writing (figurez vous!) a paper on the Care of Dependent Children. This morning I did eat my breakfast upon a cold turkey pie

I'm sorry I ever slapped Freddie Perkins. Yours most graciously, Please forget about that dreadful letter I sent you last week--

is over, Sallie and Julia and Marty Keene and Eleanor Pratt (friends

I think of it every waking moment, and dream of it at night. All I

my language.

and Miss Pritchard has kindly offered to superintend your outfit.

Two battles and light skirmishing. Romans repulsed with heavy losses.

for a little visit and let me walk you about and say:

to turn down at the corners. Oh, you see, I know! You're a snappy