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...trust that blase old Senior, when he says that the holidays no longer have their pristine charms for him. Believe it, the most pessimistic of us all is secretly muttering, - if he has not forgotten all his Latin, - "O domus, nunc te respiciam...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: DOMUM. | 12/20/1877 | See Source »

...returning prodigal. He wonders if the old prodigal in the parable would have been pardoned quite as readily if he had been attended by a retinue of unpaid bills. Dick, likewise, is as sad as twilight. He took a hand with Dan Cupid last summer, and won. Ah! you conceited fellow, you are thinking that Rose is not quite worthy of you, and that you might have done better, after all. But you must make her a present, ex officio. We sympathize - with Rose...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: DOMUM. | 12/20/1877 | See Source »

...those Thracian ladies, long ago. You shall hear him say at dinner that he went to the punch just to look on. On the same evening he will tell the boys that he was full of Bacchus; and then he will wake the midnight echoes of the quiet old town, to show them "how we men do it at the University." But don't imagine that even his happiness is complete. He is worrying to-day about the best way of breaking to his mother the fact that he has learned to smoke...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: DOMUM. | 12/20/1877 | See Source »

...horse belonged to my uncle, and I was spending part of my vacation on his farm back in Hillsboro' County. Chief among the members of the household was an old spinster aunt. Keen, precise, and often despondent, she used to be a terror to my youthful mind. In her gloomy moods she said little, but expressed her feelings by occasional sniffs, which I found very trying. In her more cheerful moments she would unexpectedly spring all sorts of Bible questions upon me, and snort triumphantly when I failed to answer them. In the evening she would sing in a cracked...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MY AUNTS VIEWS. | 12/20/1877 | See Source »

...some shopping, and that I must drive her over. I had made different plans, but there was no appeal from her decision, and I obeyed. The only horse she would ride after was the bristly patriarch I have described, while the carriage she preferred was a huge old vehicle that my grandfather bought almost half a century ago. With this unique team we started for Bixby...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MY AUNTS VIEWS. | 12/20/1877 | See Source »