human
The Pillars of Society.
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How modern he is--how American--how like Harvey, said the young man.
human
Ibsen might have lived right here in this town, and written that,
gpt
And I tell you, Laura--that's what I'm on earth to fight--the whole infernal system of pocket-picking and poor-robbing, and public gouging that we permit under the profit system.
human
All right, Grant--I'm with you. We may have to draft father and commandeer George Brotherton, and start out as a pirate crew--but I'm with you.
gpt
Let me tell you something, said the man.
human
I've not been loafing for the past two years. I've got Harvey--the men in the mines and smelter, I mean, fairly well unionized, but the unions are nothing--nothing ultimate--they are only temporary.
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Well, returned the woman, soberly,
human
Laura, he cried,
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he added solemnly,
human
She is looking for me,
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I want my daddy--my dear daddy--I want him to come home--where is he?
human
Is he gone--Annie Sands' new mamma says my papa's never coming back--Oh, I want my daddy--I want to go home.
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Laura! cried Grant, in a passionate question. He saw the weeping child and the grief-stricken face of the mother. In an instant he held out his bony left hand to her and said gently:
human
God help you--God help you.
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A decree of divorce was issued to-day to Judge Thomas Van Dorn, from his wife, Mrs. Laura Nesbit Van Dorn, upon the ground of incompatibility of temperament by Judge protem Calvin in the district court, and ending with these words:
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Mrs. Van Dorn declined through her attorney to participate in a division of the property upon any terms and will live for the present with her daughter, aged five, at the home of Dr. and Mrs. James Nesbit on Elm Street
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Wanted, pupils for the piano--Mrs. Laura Van Dorn, Quality Hill, Elm Street.