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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Bab: a Sub-Deb"



LATER: How helpless I feel and how hopeless!
I was learning the second verse by singing it, when father came over in
his ROBE DE NUIT, although really pagamas, and said that he enjoyed it
very much, and of course I was right to learn it as aforsaid, but that
if the Familey did not sleep it could not be very usefull to the Country
the next day such as making shells and other explosives.

APRIL 11TH: I have had my breakfast and called up Jane Raleigh. She was
greatly excited and said:
"I'm just crazy about it. What sort of a Unaform will we have?"
This is like Jane, who puts clothes before everything. But I told her
what I had in mind, and she said it sounded perfectly thrilling.
"We each of us ought to learn some one thing," she said, "so we can do
it right. It's an age of Specialties. Suppose you take up signaling, or
sharp-shooting if you prefer it, and I can learn wireless telegraphy.
And maybe Betty will take the flying course, because we ought to have
an Aviator and she is afraid of nothing, besides having an uncle who is
thinking of buying an Aeroplane."
"What else would you sugest?" I said freezingly. Because to hear her one
would have considered the entire G. A. C. as her own idea.
"Well," she said, "I don't know, unless we have a Secret Service and
guard your father's mill. Because every one thinks he is going to have
trouble with Spies."
I made no reply to this, as William was dusting the Drawing Room, but
said, "Come over.


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