Name: Dear Enemy (en Inglés)
Price: 23560.00 CLP
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Author: Webster, Jean
ISBN: 9781481161534

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Jean Webster

Editorial

Createspace Independent Publishing Platform

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

160

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

22.9 x 15.2 x 0.9 cm

Peso

0.24 kg.

ISBN13

9781481161534

Categorías

Ficción clásica
Novelas de amor
Ficción histórica

Dear Enemy (en Inglés)

Jean Webster (Autor) · Createspace Independent Publishing Platform · Tapa Blanda

Libro Físico

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Reseña del libro "Dear Enemy (en Inglés)"

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1915 edition. Excerpt: ...you to account. You were in New York last week, and you never ran up to see us. You thought we wouldn't find it out, but we heard--and are insulted. Would you like an outline of my day's activities? Wrote monthly report for trustees' meeting. Audited accounts. Entertained agent of State Charities Aid Association for luncheon. Supervised children's menus for next ten days. Dictated five letters to families who have our children. Visited our little feebleminded Loretta Higgins (pardon the reference; I know you don't like me to mention the feeble-minded), who is being boarded out in a nice comfortable family, where she is learning to work. Came back to tea and a conference with the doctor about sending a child with tubercular glands to a sanatorium. Read an artide on cottage versus congregate system for housing dependent children. (We do need cottages! I wish you'd send us a few for a Christmas present.) And now at nine o'clock I'm sleepily beginning a letter to you. Do you know many young society girls who can point to such a useful day as that? Oh, I forgot to say that I stole ten minutes from my accounts this morning to install a new cook. Our Sallie Washington-Johnston, who cooked fit for the angels, had a dreadful, dreadful temper and terrorized poor Noah, our super-excellent furnace-man, to the point of giving notice. We could n't spare Noah. He's more useful to the institution than its superintendent, and so Sallie Washington-Johnston is no more. When I asked the new cook her name, she replied, "Ma name is Suzanne Estelle, but ma friends call me Pet." Pet cooked the dinner to-night, but I must say that she lacks Sallie's delicate touch. I am awfully disappointed that you did n't visit us while Sallie was still here. You would have taken away...