Uncertain and all of 19, tall and striking Marion “Mimi” Beardsley rode the train from Trenton, N.J..
The last time Beardsley saw the president was in mid-November 1963.
At the end of the summer, Beardsley had to return to school.
Beardsley stepped onto the corridor slidewalk, coasted to the escalator and rode it down.
The collectorship may be said to have been Mr. Beardsley's profession.
While Gramps mouthed the thermometer, Dr. Beardsley applied a stethoscope to his chest, then to his back.
Beardsley tossed off his drink and blinked at the fiery strength of it.
First of the races was that with the first eight of Beardsley; and the crew of Ardmore won.
Arnold hesitated, eyeing the briefcase in Beardsley's clutch.
Beardsley cocked his head and listened, his mien almost beatific.