By Jr., Horatio Alger, Rolf McEwen
Excerpt from the hole traces: “Mother, this is often a special day for me,” acknowledged furnish Colburn, as he entered the kitchen with an armful of wooden, and deposited it within the field in the back of the range. His mom seemed up from the desk the place she used to be slicing out pie crust, and requested in shock, “What do you suggest, provide? Why is to-day any diversified from traditional days?” “I am 16 this day, mother!” “So you're, provide. I should have considered it. i'm sorry,” she additional wistfully, “that I haven’t received a gift for you, yet you recognize Mr. Tarbox——” “Is the stingiest guy within the state. convinced, i do know that good enough.” “I really haven’t a cent that i will be able to name my very own, Grant.” “I be aware of that rather well, mom. It was once an unfortunate day for those who married that previous skinflint.” “Don’t name him that, Grant,” acknowledged his mom, with an frightened glance towards the door. “He’s all that, and extra if attainable. while did he offer you any funds last?”