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From the tender age of twelve, my mother had been unable to start her day without the aid of at least two cups of immoderately strong, tar-black, unsweetened coffee, a taste for which she had picked up from the tugboat captains and zooty bachelors who filled the boardinghouse where she had grown up.

The best that could be arranged for the President were a small bedroom and sitting room in a boardinghouse kept by two maiden sisters named Barnes, one of whom provided the ailing Adams with a down comforter, while the other dosed him with a purgative of rhubarb and calomel.

There was no doubt that Schumann would return to the boardinghouse for Kathe Richter.

Her papa is dead, and her mama runs a boardinghouse for the guys who work in the smelters, and who are very hearty eaters.

Eddie resided at the boardinghouse of our erstwhile saloon keeper, Taff O.

And in the boardinghouse on Cadillac Boulevard, Tessie Zizmo paints her toenails and hears the sound of a clarinet.

Impossible, also, to imagine him calling the boardinghouse again and again until finally Mrs.

For this work, he is paid twenty-two dollars a week, eight of which go for room and meals at a boardinghouse entirely inhabited by other men who work in the mills as well.

At lunch, McDermott knows, as he hops up the steps of the boardinghouse, the strike will be all the talk.

I go back to a rat-infested boardinghouse and sleep in a room with four other guys like some kid at camp, and all this so that you can sit here reading books and looking for pieces of your goddamned sea glass.

And it is all McDermott can do sometimes when they are riding in the truck together or working at the press or sitting at the dining table at the boardinghouse not to take the guy by the lapels and shake him hard and tell him to shape up.

Though it was raining, Rhys walked the distance to a single room he kept at a boardinghouse on Queen Street.

A player of his, a young man recently taken into the Navy, hailed from Skipperville, and the player’s mother’s epistolary accounts of the giant who had moved to town to assume the blacksmithery of Millard Goodsell had come to Mr McKissic’s attention via the low route of boardinghouse gossip.

He was thirty years old and the manager of one of the boardinghouses owned by Sean MacAllister, the town banker.

Every Friday it was his responsibility to collect the rents from the four other boardinghouses in Glace Bay owned by MacAllister.