The quilt of happiness; Creeping Jenny; and other New England storiesWiggin, Kate Douglas Smith
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The quilt of happiness; Creeping Jenny; and other New England stories
Wiggin, Kate Douglas Smith
New England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Short stories, American
I cut down one of the ellums by the gate just after you left. I
don't know whether you'll miss it, but it blocked the view of the
schoolhouse and I couldn't see Undine moving about or working at the
blackboard. I wish I had it back, for I don't want no closer view of
the teacher they've hired now than I can get from a good ways off.
I've put the dictionary away on the upper shelf of the china closet
where father left it. I won't say I've given up all idea of marrying
sometime or other, but the girl's got to have a Bible name next time.
No more water-sprites for Matt Milliken!
Now, mother, without you like Vermont better'n you do Maine, and
Lorenzo and Lulu better'n you do me, take the next train for home.
When I get round to it, I shall know you're worth more'n a dozen
Undines, though I won't deny I feel awful blue, and never expected to
be turned down cold like I have been by Undine Berry, but I was
misled by her looks, and that's the gospel truth. I ain't afraid
you'll turn me down, mother, without Lorenzo and Lulu want you to
winter with 'em awful bad, but I hope they won't, for the neighbors
are bound to talk, and I need you more'n I like to write in a letter.
It looks kind of foolish, set down in plain black and white.
You can have all the improvements I made, and welcome; and I guess
the greatest improvement of the whole caboodle will be the
improvement my mother will be on Undine Berry!
Your affec. son
MATTHEW MILLIKEN
THE END
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