"All I want is to be happy!" she said aloud, as if she were asking for something of such ordinary value that God would readily accord it to her because there was so little demand for the commodity. Throwing down the pencil, she snatched up a piece of India-rubber, and exclaiming,—"It isn't at all like him! it isn't half handsome enough!" was about to efface the sketch, when Thames darted into the room. I said I’d make shirts. Living’s just material. I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges. "No friend like the mother, for the babby knows no other.
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