The Fat Girl and Her FailureThe fat girl came from the far west where the forests are magnificent and solemn but no singing birds are there. The fat girl found birds in the early days of her sojourn in England. She heard a thrush sing. It was a…
Ginger Pop, Koko, Jane, Adolphus filled out their lives, died, and became memories. Woo was fourteen years when I sold my apartment house and moved into a cottage. The uprooting did not bother her. Wherever I was, there Woo was content. She had been in and out of…
Woo, the griffs, and I were tucked away in a house-boat up that lovely arm of the sea known as “The Gorge”. At high tide our house-boat floated, at low tide she tipped and one end rested on a mud bank. At low tide there was splendid…
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