Wallacetown

I went to Wallacetown yesterday afternoon, and made another $200 payment on our note at the bank -- at this rate we'll have that halfway behind us soon.

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927

Wallacetown was progressive and prosperous; its high school ranked with the best in the State, its shops were excellent, its buildings, both public and private, neat and attractive.

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927

Wallacetown; there were cattle auctions, too important to neglect, a day's journey from home; there was even a tiny opening beginning to loom up on the political horizon.

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927

"Austin -- let's go to the movies in Wallacetown to-morrow night."

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927

Austin had been all the way from Hamstead to White Water that day, stopping on his way back at Wallacetown, to bring Sally, who taught school there, home for over Sunday; his little old horse, never either strong or swift, was tired and hot and muddy, and hung its unkempt head dejectedly, apparently having lost all willingness to drag the dilapidated top-buggy and its two occupants another step.

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927

Sally, who was all ready to start for a "ball" in Wallacetown with Fred when she heard it, declared she couldn't go one step, it made her feel "that low in her spirits," and

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927

"Shows" in Wallacetown were associated in his mind with a period in his life when he had very nearly broken his mother's heart, and which he had now put definitely behind him.

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927

Sally had prudently decided to teach for another year before getting married, and now that she could keep all her earnings, was happily saving them for her modest trousseau; she "boarded" in Wallacetown, where she taught, coming home only for Saturdays and Sundays, while Katherine and Edith were in high school, and gone all day.

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927

Wallacetown, and although they had all declared at their respective breakfast-tables -- for breakfast is served anywhere from five-thirty to six-thirty in Hamstead, Vermont -- that nothing would keep them out of bed after supper _that_ night, off they all went again.

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927

Wallacetown on a Saturday evening and began to 'celebrate'?

The Old Gray Homestead Frances Parkinson Keyes 1927