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Portrait of Mrs. Wilson Woodrow Mrs. Wilson Woodrow McClure's Magazine, Volume 27, Number 4… (1907)

In fact Miss Mayme Polk's popularity was something of a landslide, and Mrs. Evans was beginning to feel as if she might be crushed beneath the avalanche.
For the first time she was tasting the bitterness of success. Obedient to her will, events had arranged themselves—with a mathematical precision. Everything had turned out exactly as she had planned. Willie Barker stood ready to offer the lady peddler his hand and heart, and all his worldly possessions, and not only Willie Barker but Rufe Hayes, Jimmy Johnson and a score of others
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Portrait of Mrs. Wilson Woodrow Mrs. Wilson Woodrow McClure's Magazine, Volume 27, Number 4… (1907)

Mrs. Evans's smile of elation at the success of her plans had gradually grown less confident. Something of puzzle, almost of bewilderment had crept into it and a tiny network of perplexed lines was showing on her smooth brow.
In the meantime Miss Polk's sale of drugs was phenomenal, record breaking. The miners bought steadily, consumingly, and the "hack" was so overloaded with the boxes of medicine which came up from Denver each day, that the passengers were seriously incommoded.
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Portrait of Mrs. Wilson Woodrow Mrs. Wilson Woodrow McClure's Magazine, Volume 27, Number 4… (1907)

Evans, with frankness, "but Jim, she's certainly got style. Kind o' citified lookin' you know, an' yet she don't put on no airs."
"An' she's so bright, too," cooed Mrs. Thomas, joining them. "She jus' keeps me in the giggles all the time. Here Tom," stopping a sturdy fellow as he passed them, "you want to hurry up quick an' get a dance promised with the lady peddler. Them Mt. Tabor folks'll be here in a minute, an' Willie Barker'll like as not take every dance. You know they'll have so much in common, all their different pills to talk over."
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