Gypsys Year At the Golden Crescent

nt, and I'll tell you why. It poured pitchforks all day Tuesday, ? that isn't why, but I'm coming to it sometime, if I live long enough, and don't forget it, ? and you'd better believe that I had on blue ? very delicate sky-blue ? spectacles before night. Besides, I lost my luncheon, and was hungry enough to eat stewed marbles. Then I had to go and lose my trunk on the top of it,and when that man came in jingling the check, didn't I want to see you ? The trunk came back from the Junction Wednesday morning turned topsy-turvy with the cork out of the cologne bottle. I mean the trunk was topsy-turvy, not Wednesday morning. Mrs McMunn says I'm careless with my commas. I meant to have written before, just as much as could be,?that little scrap 1 sent off Wednesday, just to let you know I was alive, wasn't anything, ?but there hasn't been a minute. I have to study, and then Maude Clare comes in. But here I've written three pages, and haven't told you a thing you want to know, and father will have such a quantity of questions about Mrs McMunn, and all. Let me see :? Snapberry is a town situated somewhere in Massachusetts, upon the Snapberry river. It has five thousand inhabitants, six stores, three churches, a bridge, a depot, and a large number of minute boys with their mouths open. It is celebrated for its little coachmen, brown sugar, and pretty girls. The Golden Crescent is a select family school for young ladies; but twenty admitted, and usuallynineteen on ...