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          married men around
          here who were willing to make life a little more entertaining
          for the poor waitress girl. Now, Uncle Woggsie, don't frown at
          me like that. If you're going to be nasty and preachy I'll take
          Clara or Katherine along with me instead of you. Gwinevere, too
          would have been far more sympathetic. If you show yourself a
          comfortable companion during the summer, I may send Guinevere
          on to Vassar and take you with me to Lake Erie. But we shall
          see what we shall see.
          Did I tell you I've
          only got a quarter tip so far? Well, that's all. It was from
          the Pages in Painesville, and do you know I felt so silly taking
          it - you see he shoved it right at me, that I came almost not
          taking it. I blushed in the most approved style, hesitated and
          finally took it but honestly and truly, Woggs, I did feel funny
          about it.
          You know most of
          the people here look at the waiters as though they are poison,
          and
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