`To college?' Jerusha's eyes grew big. Mrs. Lippett nodded.
Eleven pages--poor Daddy, you must be tired! I meant this to be
Your note written in your own hand--and a pretty wobbly hand!-- been robbed of the normal kind of childhood that the other girls
Particularly when the day begins at dawn.
through the fields and get a fresh supply of ideas for the next day. unnecessary adornment with contempt and favoured sensible,
wanted anything so much.
without any bother. We have the kingdom working beautifully.
such a book, especially any girl who was brought up in a churchyard.
such a misty atmosphere over life. I hasten to assure you that I
beautifully dressed and low-voiced and well-bred, but it's the truth,
crimson and orange and the stone walls and cornfields sparkled
in the least. But anyway, it won't do the slightest good for you
two weeks. You are awfully dog-in-the-mangerish.
for they are not a bit alike; but the Pendletons are naturally