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May!' 'Three cheers for Boston! Now,
then! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!' "
And here the old lady stopped, out of breath, with her cap askew,
her spectacles on the end of her nose, and her knitting much the
worse for being waved enthusiastically in the air, while she hung
over the arm of her chair, shrilly cheering an imaginary Lafayette.
The girls clapped their hands, and Tom hurrahed with all his
might, saying, when he got his breath, "Lafayette was a regular old
trump; I always liked him."
"My dear! what a disrespectful way to speak of that great man,"
said grandma, shocked at Young America's irreverence.
"Well, he was a trump, anyway, so why not call him one?" asked
Tom, feeling that the objectionable word was all that could be
desired.
"What queer gloves you wore then," interrupted Fanny, who had
been trying on the much-honored glove, and finding it a tight fit.
"Much better and cheaper than we have now," returned grandma,
ready to defend "the good old times" against every insinuation.


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