On my way to bed I paused at Mr. JAF-frey's door, and, in a lull of the storm, the measured respiration within told me that the old gentleman was sleeping peacefully.
"Miss Mehetabel's Son"
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
But at length he told me that he was the son of this poor old man, and that his name was JAF.
"Robinson Crusoe In Words of One Syllable"
Mary Godolphin
The good soul had gone all the way to the house, that JAF might have a fresh draught from my well; and with it he brought two cakes, one of which I bade him take to Carl, who lay in the shade of a tree.
"Robinson Crusoe In Words of One Syllable"
Mary Godolphin
