Georgia O'Keeffe paintings
Gustave Clarence Rodolphe Boulanger paintings
You can give him some jam on his bread, I know what tea at Levi Boulter's is apt to be."
Davy took his slice of bread and jam with a sigh.
"It's a kind of disappointing world after all," he remarked. "Milty has a cat that takes fits. . .she's took a fit regular every day for three weeks. Milty says it's awful fun to watch her. I went down today on purpose to see her have one but the mean old thing wouldn't take a fit and just kept healthy as healthy, though Milty and me hung round all the afternoon and waited. But never mind" . . .Davy brightened up as the insidious comfort of the plum jam stole into his soul. . ."maybe I'll see her in one sometime yet. It doesn't seem likely she'd stop having them all at once when she's been so in the habit of it, does it? This jam is awful nice."
Davy had no sorrows that plum jam could not cure.
Sunday proved so rainy that there was no stirring abroad; but by Monday everybody had heard some version of the Harrison story. The school buzzed with it and Davy came home, full of information.
"Marilla, Mr. Harrison has a new wife. . .well, not ezackly new, but they've stopped being
Thursday, 3 July 2008
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