Peter and Wendy and Margaret Ogilvy J.M. Barrie

ISBN: 9781154020830

Published: January 1st 2012

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74 pages


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Peter and Wendy and Margaret Ogilvy  by  J.M. Barrie

Peter and Wendy and Margaret Ogilvy by J.M. Barrie
January 1st 2012 | Paperback | PDF, EPUB, FB2, DjVu, audiobook, mp3, RTF | 74 pages | ISBN: 9781154020830 | 9.35 Mb

Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1912. Excerpt: ... MARGARET OGILVY BY HER SON, J. M. BARRIE TO THE MEMORY OF MY SISTERMoreBook may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1912. Excerpt: ... MARGARET OGILVY BY HER SON, J. M. BARRIE TO THE MEMORY OF MY SISTER JANE ANN CHAPTER I HOW MY MOTHER GOT HER SOFT FACE ON the day I was born we bought six hairbottomed chairs, and in our little house it was an event, the first great victory in a womans long campaign- how they had been laboured for, the pound-note and the thirty threepenny bits they cost, what anxiety there was about the purchase, the show they made in possession of the west room, my fathers unnatural coolness when he brought them in (but his face was white) -- I so often heard the tale afterwards, and shared as boy and man in so many similar triumphs, that the coming of the chairs seems to be something I remember, as if I had jumped out of bed on that first day, and run ben to see how they looked.

I am sure my mothers feet were ettling to be ben long before they could be trusted, and that the moment after she was left alone with me she was discovered barefooted in the west room, doctoring a scar (which she had been the first to detect) on one of the chairs, or sitting on them regally or withdrawing and re-opening the door suddenly to take the six by surprise. And then, I think, a shawl was flung over her (it is strange to me to think it was not I who ran after her with the shawl), and she was escorted sternly back to bed and reminded that she had promised not to budge, to which her reply was probably that she had been gone but an instant, and the implication that therefore she had not been gone at all.

Thus was one little bit of her revealed to me at once: I wonder if I took note of it. Neighbours came in to see the boy and the chairs. I wonder if she deceived me when she affected to think that there were others like us, or whether I saw through her from the first, she was so easily seen through. When she seemed ...



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