is giving 50 sense apeace for good ded roosters now. I herd mrs. lynde asking
the minister to pray for her. What did she do that was so bad, anne, I want to
know. I’ve got a kite with a magnificent tail, anne. Milty bolter told me a grate
story in school yesterday. it is troo. old Joe Mosey and Leon were playing cards
one nite last week in the woods. The cards were on a stump and a big black man
bigger than the trees come along and grabbed the cards and the stump and
disapered with a noys like thunder. Ill bet they were skared. Milty says the black
man was the old harry. was he, anne, I want to know. Mr. kimball over at
spenservale is very sick and will have to go to the hospitable. please excuse me
while I ask marilla if thats spelled rite. Marilla says its the silem he has to go to
not the other place. He thinks he has a snake inside of him. whats it like to have
a snake inside of you, anne. I want to know. mrs. lawrence bell is sick to. mrs.
lynde says that all that is the matter with her is that she thinks too much about
her insides.”
“I wonder,” said Anne, as she folded up her letters, “what Mrs. Lynde would
think of Philippa.”