I am sure our childhood could not have been comprehended any human, a more Almighty being on earth, than was my Father. His word was absolute. He was stern but we reverenced him more for that.  Father told us that God had appointed man three score and ten to…

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The movers were finished and gone, the door of the dishevelled cottage was shut, the mess and uprooting of the move was all about me. For a month I had toiled without help, cleaning and sorting, picking over, selling, condemning as garbage. I sold my four suite apartment house.

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One day, in answer to a gentle knock, I found a little Indian mother. There was a fat baby on her back, lased to it by a gay plaid shawl. She had a full skirt full of loud plaid material, a bright yellow silk handkerchief about her head. A…

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