She may pass him some day on the street and will not know him, and he will not know her, but she will grow to be very fond and to be very grateful to the simple, kind-hearted old people who will have cared for her when she was a little girl.” The child in his arms stirred,...
When its turn came, the private secretary, somewhat apologetically, laid the letter in front of the Wisest Man in Wall Street. “From Mrs. Austin, probation officer, Court of General Sessions,” he explained. “Wants a letter about Spear. He’s been convicted of theft. Comes up for senten...
But at last the three of us, hand in hand, my father between us, were walking briskly toward our happy destination. At that time there were only a few first-class theatres in Philadelphia–the Arch Street Theatre, owned by Mrs. John Drew; the Chestnut Street, and the Walnut Street–all...