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date: 1914-03-08

names-on-the-page: Patience, Mrs. C, Mrs. P, Mrs. H.

transcription: Patience: "My pettie-skirt hath a scallop.
Mayhap that will help thy history."

Mrs. C: "The little villain, she's caught on
to the fact that we're planning to
put her in a book."

Patience: "Yes, and tell thou of my buckled
boots -- and add a cap-string."

Mrs. P: "She'll give you all the details.
hope you're satisfied."

Patience: "Hast thou the length o' my tung, or
wilt thou measure more?"

Mrs. P: "We know all about your tongue."

Patience: "The witch hath nine."

Mrs. H: "What has that to do with yours? You
weren't a witch, Patience."

Patience: "Nay, I speak of her."

Mrs. C: "I'm disappointed in what we got."

Patience: "Ye gods! Dost thou look for butter
in skimmed milk?"

Patience: "To drink an ocean and yet die of thirst."

"Waste ye the buds by plucking,
when the flower hangs low and full-blown?"
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March 8, 1914
Mrs. C.
Mrs. H. Patience: "So my dudding is thine
interest, oh?"

"Dudding" (obsolete) "To dress, to dud." (This opening remark evidently refers to the previous conversation in which "dudding" was misconstrued as "dudeing.")

-The Drifting Leaf-
Ah, paled and faded leaf of spring agone,
whiter goest thou? Art speeding to another
land upon the brooklet's breast, or art
thou sailing to the sea to lodge amid a
reef, and, kissed by wind and wave, die of
too much love? Thou'lt find a resting place
amidst the moss, and, ah, who knows, the
royal gem may be thine own love's offering.

Or wilt thou flutter as a time-yellowed
Page and mould among thy sisters, ere the
sun may peep within the pack?
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