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Gala-Days
Gail Hamilton (Abigail Dodge)

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GALA-DAYS 

PART I 

Once there was a great noise in our house,--a thumping and
battering and grating.  It was my own self dragging my big
trunk down from the garret.  I did it myself because I wanted
it done.  If I had said, "Halicarnassus, will you fetch my
trunk down?" he would have asked me what trunk? and what did
I want of it? and would not the other one be better? and
couldn't I wait till after dinner?--and so the trunk would
probably have had a three-days journey from garret to basement. 
Now I am strong in the wrists and weak in the temper; therefore
I used the one and spared the other, and got the trunk
downstairs myself.  Halicarnassus heard the uproar.  He must
have been deaf not to hear it; for the old ark banged and
bounced, and scraped the paint off the stairs, and pitched
head-foremost into the wall, and gouged out the plastering,
and dented the mop-board, and was the most stupid, awkward,

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