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| Getting the Millers Brand out of the Flour-Sack | |||
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| This day, when I was come home from school , I did have much wood to carry in, for cold days are come. I did make goes to the woodshed to get the wood. Going to the woodshed I passed that new flour-sack hanging on the clothesline. It was flapping in the wind. By and by that flour-sack is going to evolute into an underskirt for me to wear under my dress when I go to school. I got my arms full of wood -- as much as they could hold. Then I came into the house to put the wood into the box behind the stove . | ||
| The mamma was standing by the window. She looked worry looks at that new flour-sack hanging on the clothesline there. She said she wished she knew a quicker way to get that miller's brand out of the flour-sack. She put on her fascinator and went a-visiting. She told me to watch the baby that was sleeping on the bed. While I was carrying in more sticks of wood, I tried to think of a quicker way to get that miller's brand out of that flour-sack a-flapping there in the window. | ||
| When enough wood was in and two more loads besides, I did sit on the woodbox. After I did sit still a most long time, thinks did come of a way . I got the scissors out. I got them out of the mamma's workbasket. The time it did take to cut the miller's brand out of the flour-sack, it was only a little time. And when it was fixed, I did fold it in nice folds with the nice crooks sticking out. The scissors did make those crooks in a nice way. Scissors are useful. I do find much use for them. But the mamma likes not the uses I find for the scissors. She does say I am a new sance . I guess a new sance is something some grown-up people don't like to have around at all. | ||
| I have wonders about things. I have sore feels in my heart and sore feels on the back part of me . I so want to be helps to the mamma . But it's very hard. Why, today when I did run to meet her, I did say, "It's out. -- It's out. -- I've got it out." And she looked no glad looks. She did only look looks about for a hazel bush . First one she saw, she did take two limbs of it. All the way to the door she made tingles on me with them. I do not think she does have knowing how they feel -- such queer sore feels. I feel she would not like their feels. | ||
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