TRIF and TRIXY
A Story of a Dreadfully Delightful Little Girl and Her Adoring and Tormented Parents, Relations, and Friends
Fiction & Literature, Literary, Fiction - YA
| Author: | John Habberton | ISBN: | 1230001040883 |
| Publisher: | T.M. Digital Publishing | Publication: | April 20, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | John Habberton |
| ISBN: | 1230001040883 |
| Publisher: | T.M. Digital Publishing |
| Publication: | April 20, 2016 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
"Mr. Soldier, will you please tell me when you're going to kill some bad people with the cannon?"
"Eh?" said Jermyn, taking his cigar from his lips and raising his cap. "Oh, not until they come here and insist upon being killed, I suppose."
"Why? Do they insist upon bein' killed, and come here to have you do it for them?"
"Um—er—well, we like to be ready, in case they should come, although we hope they'll stay away. I beg your pardon, but will you tell me your name? You look very like someone whom I used to know."
"My name's Trixy Highwood, and that's Aunt Fee, sittin' on the rocks there, and—"
"And her last name is?— "
"Wardlow."
"Well, well." The officer did not sigh, but he looked reminiscent; then he took both of Trixy's hands, looked intently into the child's face, and said:
"I knew your mother about ten years ago."
"Oh, Aunt Fee." shouted Trixy. "Come here—quick! Here's one of mamma's friends."
The awakening was somewhat rude, but when Fenie turned her head and saw an officer approaching, with Trixy, she at once became a curious yet dignified young woman. She arose and met the couple, as Jermyn saluted and said:
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"Mr. Soldier, will you please tell me when you're going to kill some bad people with the cannon?"
"Eh?" said Jermyn, taking his cigar from his lips and raising his cap. "Oh, not until they come here and insist upon being killed, I suppose."
"Why? Do they insist upon bein' killed, and come here to have you do it for them?"
"Um—er—well, we like to be ready, in case they should come, although we hope they'll stay away. I beg your pardon, but will you tell me your name? You look very like someone whom I used to know."
"My name's Trixy Highwood, and that's Aunt Fee, sittin' on the rocks there, and—"
"And her last name is?— "
"Wardlow."
"Well, well." The officer did not sigh, but he looked reminiscent; then he took both of Trixy's hands, looked intently into the child's face, and said:
"I knew your mother about ten years ago."
"Oh, Aunt Fee." shouted Trixy. "Come here—quick! Here's one of mamma's friends."
The awakening was somewhat rude, but when Fenie turned her head and saw an officer approaching, with Trixy, she at once became a curious yet dignified young woman. She arose and met the couple, as Jermyn saluted and said:
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