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Alcott, Louisa May, 1832-1888

"An Old-Fashioned Girl"


"He did not stay long, but we were very merry, drinking his health,
receiving his compliments, and enjoying the honor he did us.
"Down in the street there was a crowd, of course, and when he left
they wanted to take out the horses and drag him home in triumph.
But he did n't wish it; and while that affair was being arranged, we
girls had been pelting him with the flowers which we tore from the
vases, the walls, and our own topknots, to scatter over him.
"He liked that, and laughed, and waved his hand to us, while we
ran, and pelted, and begged him to come again.
"We young folks quite lost our heads that night, and I have n't a
very clear idea of how I got home. The last thing I remember was
hanging out of the window with a flock of girls, watching the
carriage roll away, while the crowd cheered as if they were mad.
"Bless my heart, it seems as if I heard 'em now! 'Hurrah for
Lafayette and Mayor Quincy! Hurrah for Madam Hancock and the
pretty girls! Hurrah for Col.


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