specially from long-haired preachers that don't believe in ladies voting; an

I came home. She says it's every speck a question of dish-washing when you sift it down to the bottom. Th

ey're little to being president when they're big. When I was right little I used to think that the heathen over the sea that threw the girl babies to the crocodiles we

Rufe says it whenever he's busy and it bothers him, but Cousin Eunice

to answer that telephone! She says it is a disheartening thing to have to take her hands out of the biscuit dough when the cook's brother has died and go to the telephone in a big hurry where folks tell her every symptom of everything they have, from absce

the telephone up in a counterpane and stuffing up the door-bell until it can make only a hoarse, choking no

babies they seem to be worse tired than the ones that warm bottles of milk and peel potatoes. Some of them that Cousin Eunice

r has passed and it is summer again and I am so lonesome that I believe I'll write a little every day and tell some of the things we did at Rufe's last winter. If any of you grandchildren who read are afflicted with that trouble of doing things by fits and starts you may know who you inherited it from. I'm not

ch for, that I ought to be where I could have good teachers. So after he and Cousin Eunice had been married long

I had seen them they were looking as they had never looked before and never will look again,

n your back thinking what if it was happening to you! When the time comes for "I will" you nearly smother, you're so afr

stly believe. They married safe and sound, and Cousin Eunice's favorite bo

m the kitchen and stopped long enough to make me go to bed. She says it takes a sight of

took both hands to hold the big pan she had under her apron. "An' as fer eatin'! Why, a red bug eats more! An' such truck! Candy and appl

o please her if she wouldn't tell father and mother how l

he heathen I was sure I wanted to be a missionary to Japan. Mother used to take me to a tea store with her every time we went into the city to buy things we couldn't get at home and the walls were covered with pictures of Japan. I never will forget how blue the sky was nor how white the clouds, and it seemed the loveliest country in the world to me,

this country and tell folks to open their windows and stop murdering their babies with candy and bananas they would do more good than trying to teach the Japanese so much. He said

poor little pale baby than they meet an old woman who tells them not to let the child be doctored to

g like I'd prefer being a nurse in a day home. I love babies! And

f ideas from the best plays. I did. I got a great variety of Ideals too. One time he would be tall, fair and brave, with a Sc

that donjon tower" belonging to a great fat man with no head to speak of, and what he has consisting mainly of jaws. Of all the songs on record (not phono

in the city and every time we write to each other we sign the name we're wishing most was ours at that very minu

ch off and start something entirely different, such as learning how to make the table walk, and pyrography. Cousin Eunice said one day when she lo

ago. Along in April, when the iris and lilies-of-the-valley are in bloom and the birds and trees and sky all seem to be so happy, you look around at those peaceful graves and you don't believe in hell one bit. You think God is a

it she would get Brother Sheffield to hold a special meeting for Rufe. I might risk it and then lock my diary up tight. Rufe sa

we would cook things in the chafing-dish and "discuss the deeper problems of life." They are not real Bohemians though, for, from what they said, I learned that a real Bohemian is a person that is very clever, but nobody knows it. He "f

hing I can hear about the North Pole for I never have got over the idea that Santa Claus lives there. And the "Brotherhood of Man" mean

ht to be brought up, and they tell about what their family life is going to be li

s so I could never be happy again. So the Bohemians are going to teach their children that the Jew is our brother and that he hath eyes and if you prick him he will bleed. These are their own words. I'm sure the Jews are l

t when I first went there. A limerick is a very different thing from what you'd t

ething that Disraeli is not a circumstance to, and I'd never spell it, so I won't waste time trying. She's going to get rid of that name pretty soon and I don't blame her, although Cousin Eunice says it is a noble one acr

d from their home for trying to get Ann Lisbeth's father out of prison where the king had put him. Oh, the people across t

allows and ice-cream all the time. She is what Cousin Eunice calls a "lotus-eater." This like to have worried me to death at first, for I misunderstood it and imagined it was something like eating roaches. I wasn't going to blame Ann Lisbeth f

s to cheer her mother up when she had the good fortune to slip down and break her arm. Doctor Gordon happened to be passing at the time in his automobile an

e has a whole month of blue Mondays come right together. And he says every time he happens to wake up with a he

me. He called me his little sweetheart, but I soon saw that a little

about a little affair that happened here

. Of course they met Doctor Gordon and Ann Lisbeth, for we were always at each other's house, either to learn a Mount Mellick stitch or to play a piece from

ote that they reminded her so much of me and made her so lonesome, that she

ared at her from the station clear up to the house. Now, city people never get any enjoyment out of staring unless they see somebody in trouble, such

th went down there not breathing to a soul that she was engaged, they c

ort acquaintance. I've heard Cousin Eunice talk about them, but this man wasn't like that sort of bore. He was a perfect auger. Many a time when he has dropped in to see father of an evening and I would have to put my book down for polite

so sorry for her that he promised always to do something to run him off by ten o'clock. Every man knows how to do these things, I believe, such as taking off his shoes l

. Well this Mr. W. (I'll call him that for fear his grandchildren might feel hard toward mine if it ever got to their ears that I had spelt his name right out) had said he was coming over that night to bring some new records for

l about ten o'clock that night. He heard voices as he passed the parlor door, and thinking of course

s off and slammed them down in vain, and rattled out the ashes, and wound the clock, and coughed and sneezed. By th

llow off. Mother was still so sleepy that she didn't say anything, so father got out of bed and opened his bedroom door. There were voices talking very easy in the parlor, so father, thinking that surely

hirts, winter and summer; and all the rooms of our house open squa

and they must have had a mighty tumble off of Mount Olympus or Pegasus, or whatever that place is called. They jump

he ran clear around that big, rambling house, bare-footed, and with the February moon shi

wake up in a hurry, and, being used to father's ways of leap

him in. By this time she was so near dead from laughing that she could hardly speak, but man

octor Gordon and Ann Lisbeth could hear, t

come home in that

is life; and when he had met Doctor Gordon in the city they hadn't been able to get off the subject of pro

in back to the city where he sent father at least two d