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Portrait of Guy Wetmore Carryl Guy Wetmore Carryl Far from the Maddening Girls — Chapter 2 (1904)

And you will agree with me, I think, when I submit that the eighth wonder of the world is a man who can take two sheets of limp, wet paper, eighteen inches wide by ten feet long, and paste them side by side and edge to edge with such astounding ingenuity that you can have no more hope of perceiving the line of division at a distance of five feet than of discovering the boundary between New York and New Jersey by paddling about in the middle of the Hudson River.
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Portrait of Guy Wetmore Carryl Guy Wetmore Carryl Far from the Maddening Girls — Chapter 2 (1904)

Little did I foresee the bomb which she was preparing to explode at my devoted feet.
“Why,” she asked slowly, “is a girl like a cook?”
“I can’t imagine,” says I.
“Because,” said Miss Berrith, “she’s a ready maid before she’s engaged and a maid to order afterward.”
“Aha!” I cried triumphantly, “you admit the inferiority of the wife!”
“I haven’t said whom she is made to order,” said Miss Berrith.
For a moment I felt as I do after trying to recover a wet cake of soap before it reaches the carpet.
“Of course,” I ventured, “our ideas upon marriage are bound to be very dissimilar.
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Portrait of Guy Wetmore Carryl Guy Wetmore Carryl Far from the Maddening Girls — Chapter 2 (1904)

In the course of the following fortnight I received, with what emotions I shall not attempt to say, the plan for my bungalow. At that moment it was precisely as if the house was in actual existence. I think the feeling was not unnatural. Of course, a plan is no more a house than a heifer is a tub of butter; but in either case the mere fact that you have acquired the former perceptibly increases your chance of one day getting the latter.
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