“Davy has been pretty good since you went away.
One day he was bad and Marilla punished him by making
him wear Dora’s apron all day, and then he went
and cut all Dora’s aprons up. I spanked
him for that and then he went and chased my rooster
to death.
“The MacPhersons have moved down to my place.
She’s a great housekeeper and very particular.
She’s rooted all my June lilies up because she
says they make a garden look so untidy. Thomas
set them lilies out when we were married. Her
husband seems a nice sort of a man, but she can’t
get over being an old maid, that’s what.
“Don’t study too hard, and be sure and
put your winter underclothes on as soon as the weather
gets cool. Marilla worries a lot about you, but
I tell her you’ve got a lot more sense than
I ever thought you would have at one time, and that
you’ll be all right.”
Davy’s letter plunged into a grievance at the
start.
“Dear anne, please write and tell marilla not
to tie me to the rale of the bridge when I go fishing
the boys make fun of me when she does. Its awful
lonesome here without you but grate fun in school.
Jane andrews is crosser than you. I scared mrs.
lynde with a jacky lantern last nite. She was
offel mad and she was mad cause I chased her old rooster
round the yard till he fell down ded. I didn’t
mean to make him fall down ded. What made him
die, anne, I want to know. mrs. lynde threw him into
the pig pen she mite of sold him to mr. blair. mr.
blair 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.”
In the Park
“What are you going to do with yourselves today,
girls?” asked Philippa, popping into Anne’s
room one Saturday afternoon.
“We are going for a walk in the park,”
answered Anne. “I ought to stay in and
finish my blouse. But I couldn’t sew on
a day like this. There’s something in the
air that gets into my blood and makes a sort of glory
in my soul. My fingers would twitch and I’d
sew a crooked seam. So it’s ho for the
park and the pines.”
