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The Ballad of the Sad Café-10

        Miss Amelia did not e il almost dark. ttle of omobile ance a steps of , and in ter evenings. Miss Amelia came doeps sloed very quietly. Feand up to Miss Amelia, and against Marvin Macy ster e. Everyoo see    into a terrible d coget of to first s see Marvin Macy, and    ural to er ance away.

        Miss Amelia must    tant. So t it    trel from tentiary on o see.

        tood at t, ed by t glo, iate and very still, and    a little tration, rick ed to get somet of Miss Amelia, and to    ible. No it    Miss Amelia at    Marvin Macy reaty t o desperation. At first Marvin Macy paid no attention to    t    any appreciation wsoever.

        " ails t; humb.

        No one ans    ting s of persuasion. tered    trapped mots.    around on t, and finally began doing a little trotlike dance. In t gloomy liger afternoon .

        Marvin Macy, alone of all the yard, was unimpressed.

        "Is t t?" epped fered, t    Marvin Macy, and    effort    forlorn little flap.

        Nouro Miss Amelia to see o t off tals credit and find ime afterward. So now if Miss Amelia    open Marvin Macys    she kind.

        times o a sort of trance. And trances ood. For Miss Amelia or, and did not grind up ss and otried ingredients and give to t patient    out first on fully bad forto teill, aring do ts g to decide    be most likely to cure. And noaken no ne day.

        "t ; said Marvin Macy.

        isumpy MacP, and tskirts of ty made not a sound. Marvin Macy folded ter looking about    of t urning to gray feat e dark.

        t entiary. Not a living soul in all too see    t siger mot s into tears. But not Marvin Macy.    on teps of tar, and e meat to go round. After eating tled    and    sleeping pla t room and roubled by dreams.

        Miss Amelia did not open t nig long.

        Marvin Macy brougune, rig, as could be expected. t day turned suddenly, and it became . Even in ticky sultriness in tmospten smell of te soes     t, and mucy    sausage could keep in sucer a fe, and an atmospe. orse yet, a family reunioe pork roast and died, every one of t    ted -- and    ? People ore of pork, and t ime of e and fusion.

        t t t and paraded up and doar. ill rong s too famous fet    measured only by tual sirue, ations. And before t e girls in ty, and laug it Any number of ed against    quite apart from t    mea g to    like a smell. Anoted, not even in August, and t surely is a sign h p over.

        No seemed to to entiary in Atlanta     on Cousin Lymon be explained? For since first setting eyes on Marvin Macy tural spirit. Every minute ed to be follotract attention to ill Marvin Macy eitreated efully or failed to notice    all. Sometimes ter of t porcelephone wire, and grieve publicly.

        "But aring at s closed tight.

        "O; groao upset t ;o Atlanta."

        Miss Amelia ience raveling; trip to Atlanta or traveled fifty miles from o see tless people s;Going to Atlanta does no credit to ;

        "o tentiary," said th longing.

        ue against sucy Miss Amelia did not oo sure of o tentiary, Cousin Lymon? rip like t is no travel t about."

        During tc about absent-mindedly, e as to one of rances. For some reason, after t aside ime reserved for Sundays, funerals, and sessions of t. to take some steps to clear up tuation. But s and. If it    o see Cousin Lymon follo toell t if urn     to    Miss Amelia seemed to     time in ated as to just o pursue. And, like most people in su of uainty, s t once, all of trary to eacher.

        t as usual, and, strangely enoug    turn . S    time s a terrible trap for    in t surely e o Sunday dinner, and tried to trip    doeps. S campaign of pleasure for Cousin Lymon -- making exing trips to various spectacles being ant places, driving tomobile ty miles to a Cauqua, taking o Forks Falls to c rag time for Miss Amelia. In t people sed to see    urn out.

        turned cold again, ter o on all ts s to toast t ter it rais, t flickers of lampligrees    ime ter point of tos sly t ter of a mile a iron stove at turned red. Miss Amelia ains for to bunc looked very real.

        But it    only tions, and tness, t made t it o too do ain pride t    o been knos. to uand t be kept in mind. ty of people clustered around a mill -- but it    every family s, and fat back to go t to get to keep alive. And t is t only    is t o reason about it tton, or a quart of molasses. But no value    on    is given to us free and taken    being paid for.    is it    times to be little or not all. Often after you ed and tried and t better for you, t you are not h much.
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