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Bab: a Sub-Deb

by Rinehart Mary Roberts

Literature & Fiction

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In Chapter III called HER DAIRY the main character receives a diary from home. It is New Year's Eve with clear and cold weather. Her New Year dinner consists of roast chicken, mashed turnips, sweet potatoes and minse pie. The main character wants to record her daily events, daily thoughts and ambitions and daily life in the diary because she cannot talk to anyone else. Most of her friends either exist for the mere pleasures of the day or a bound up in resitations. Girls from Far West talk during the New Year dinner about buying a phonograph for dancing as their music teacher is sick with measles. Another example is Miss Everett who used to tell everyone that her cousin had written a play but in fact her appearance shows that no cousin of hers could write a play. The character thoughts about New Year Resolution and wants to help someone every day. Today she helped Mademoiselle with putting on her rubers. On January 2 the main character writes her French theme starting with such words "Les hommes songent moins a leur Ante qu a leur corps." Mademoiselle considers that this is not a theme for a young girl. So she writes a new one about pears. And of course, she thinks a lot about love trying to share her thoughts with the diary. She complains that presumably love has passed by her. She has had some offers of devotion but they were not what she was looking for because they most were either too young or not attractive...

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...You are a pair of Idiots, quarreling over nothing. Poor old Hal isall broken up. He's sensative. You've got to remember how sensative heis. ""Go, away" I cried, in broken tones. "Go away, and take him with you. ""Not until he had spoken to your Father, " he observed, setting his jaw. "He's here for that, and you know it. You can't play fast and loose witha man, you know. ""Don't you dare to let him speak to father!"He shrugged his shoulders. "That's between you to, of course, " he said. "It's not up to me. Tellhim yourself, if you've changed your mind. I don't intend, " he went on, impressively, "to have any share in ruining his life. ""Oh piffle, " I said. I am aware that this is slang, and does not belongin a Theme. But I was driven to saying it. I got through the crowd by using my elbows. I am afraid I gavethe Bishop quite a prod, and I caught Mr. Andrews on his rotateingwaistcoat. But I was desparate. Alas, I was too late. The caterer's man, who had taken Patrick's place in a...