The Damnation of Theron Ware

The Damnation of Theron Ware

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The Damnation of Theron Ware

The Damnation of Theron Ware

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"THERON! Come out here! This is the funniest thing we have heard yet!"

Mrs. Ware stood on the platform of her new kitchen stoop. The bright flood of May-morning sunshine completely enveloped her girlish form, clad in a simple, fresh-starched calico gown, and shone in golden patches upon her light-brown hair. She had a smile on her face, as she looked down at the milk boy standing on the bottom step, -- a smile of a doubtful sort, stormily mirthful.

"Come out a minute, Theron!" she called again; and in obedience to the summons the tall lank figure of her husband appeared in the open doorway behind her. A long loose, open dressing-gown dangled to his knees, and his sallow, clean-shaven, thoughtful face wore a morning undress expression of youthful good-nature. He leaned against the door-sill, crossed his large carpet slippers, and looked up into the sky, drawing a long satisfied breath.

"What a beautiful morning!" he exclaimed. "The elms over there are full of robins. We must get up earlier these mornings, and walk. . . ."

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