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Title: Beasley's Christmas party
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Tarkington, Booth, 1869-1946 Clements, Ruth Sypherd, ill Harper & Brothers. pbl
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Publisher: New York London : Harper & Brothers
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k Cullops waitin out yonder at the gate.We ben havin kind of a consultation at myhouse over somepn Grist seen at Beasleys alittle earlier in the evening. What did Grist see? Hacks! Hacks drivin up to Beasleyshouse—a whole lot of em. Grist was down thestreet a piece, and it was pretty dark, but hecould see the lamps and hear the doors slam as 80 the people got out. Besides, the whole place islit up from cellar to attic. Grist come on tomy house and told me about it, and I begunusin the telephone; called up all the men thatcount in the party—found most of em at home,too. I ast em if they was invited to this ballto-night; and not a one of em was. They reonly in politics; they aint high society enoughto be ast to Mr. Beasleys dancin-parties! ButI would a thought hed let you in—anywaysfer the second table! Mr. Peck shrilled out hisacrid and exultant laugh again. I got thesefellers from the newspapers, and all Iwant is to git this here ball in print to- morrow,and seewhat theboys that
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do the work at the primaries have to sayabout it—and what their wives 11 say aboutthe man thats too high-toned to have emin his house. Ill bet Beasley thought he wasgoin to keep these doins quiet; afraid thefarmers might not believe hes jest the plainman he sets up to be—afraid that folks likeyou that aint invited might turn against him.Ill fool him! Were goin to see what thereis to see, and Im goin to have these boys fromthe newspapers write a full account of it. Ifyou want to come along, I expect it 11 do you apower o good. Ill go, said Dowden, quickly. He gothis coat and hat from a table in the hall, andwe rejoined the huddled and shivering groupat the gate. Got my recruit, gents! shrilled Peck, slap-ping Dowden boisterously on the shoulders. Ireckon hell git a change of heart to-night! And now, sheltering my eyes from the sting-ing wind, I saw what I had been too blind to seeas we approached Mrs. Apperthwaites. Beas-leys house was illuminated; every window, upstairs and down,

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