Excerpt from Coraddi, Vol. 42: November, 1937 She had loved him so much. He was all she had, really. She thought bitterly of Francis, Sr., who laughed through breakfast at home, worked at the office all day, lunched downtown, dined with clients, and went to directors' meetings every night - sometimes all night. And he was utterly irresponsible. He had taken little Francis fishing once, and the poor little fellow had fallen into the stream and caught cold. She had sent him to camp ever since - one of the best camps, where he would be properly taken care of and companioned. I want my little boy to be associated only with the best people, she had told him. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.