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A Dream

Library of Alexandria
It the time of my twentieth birthday a very sad thing happened, my father died. His will read and executed made me comfortably fixed for the rest of my life. I decided to go east and look that part of the country over, and summarily took up my abode at an apartment hotel in Baltimore. I did not expect to stay there long, but an adventure plus inter-national complications changed my plans. I was there only about four days when wishing to make some purchases, I went to one of the department st res and was attended there by a beautiful girl, whjse acquaintance I at once endeavored to gain. She seemed agreeable to these plans and after see-ing her every day for the next week, she invited me to her home to meet her mOther. A description of this beautiful girl would here be in order; she was above average height and of slender build. Her skin of very smooth, clear tex-ture and dark with that beauty which comes with the natives and descendants of Southern Europe. Her eyes large and sparkling, and so dark brown that at times they appeared black; her lips were full and red, not needing any artificial coloring; teeth white and even and glistening like an advertisement for any dentifrice. Through her clothes her outline struck one, as with all of her lithe build her bodily contours were perfect, small, well moulded breasts, hips not too large but still very noticeable, hands and feet were so small and well shaped they looked as though they belonged to a child