Author:  Maria Thompson Daviess

Release Date:  May 12, 2005 [eBook #15817]

Language:  English

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THE MELTING OF MOLLY

by

MARIA THOMPSON DAVIESS

  Author of
  Miss Selina Lue, The Road to Providence,
  Rose of Old Harpeth, etc., etc.

Illustrated by R. M. Crosby

Indianapolis
The Bobbs-Merrill Company
Publishers

1912

[Illustration:  Melted]

Molly Carter and I
dedicate this book
to our good friend
Carol King Jenney

LEAVES FROM THE BOOK OF MOLLY

Leaf First
the bachelor’s-buttons

Leaf Second
A love-letter, loaded

  Leaf Third
      monument or trousseau?

  Leaf Fourth
      scattered jam

  Leaf Fifth
      blue absinthe

  Leaf Sixth
      the resurrection razoo

  Leaf Seventh
      dashed!

  Leaf Eighth
      melted

LEAF FIRST

THE BACHELOR’S-BUTTONS

Yes, I truly think that in all the world there is nothing so dead as a young widow’s deceased husband, and God ought to give His wisest man-angel special charge concerning looking after her and the devil at the same time.  They both need it!  I don’t know how all this is going to end and I wish my mind wasn’t in a kind of tingle.  However, I’ll do the best I can and not hold myself at all responsible for myself, and then who will there be to blame?