■4.5 (2) han? You gave them to me, and I am very, very, VERY much obliged. It's a fine th I have some awful, awful, awful news to tell you, bu u how much I like farms. This is a heavenly, heavenly, HEAVENLY spot! The house e more than I deserve. I must be a very, very, VERY good person to pay. I'm goin zel, murmuring all the time, `Dear! Dear! It seems only yesterday that Master Je Why, why, WHY, Daddy? ere is some news! What do you think? You'd never, never, never guess who's comin er Jervie--Miss Judy! You are soaked through. Dear! Dear! What shall I do? That Daddy! Daddy! What do you think? The postman has j the mother, when she grasped the fact that that small piece of paper was one hu come motoring through--only I know now that that is hopeless. When you wouldn't h that I didn't understand. I thought Daddy had had you come there to meet me or ass student lamp at my elbow, and read and read and read one book isn't enough. And this summer I'm going to write and write and write and begin to be a great . I feel as though I must run faster and faster and keep looking over my shoulde d ate apples under the trees, and ate and ate until they went to her head. For t urest, but just the same, you read and read and read. I can't see how any girl c eat before beginning; then I write and write and write till suddenly I'm so tir ll! He is just himself, and I miss him, and miss him, and miss him. The whole wo