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. The buyer wanted possession immediately. I said, “I will put every effort into leaving my old place nice.” The cottage I was moving into I…

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She was old teen age, I was young teen age, when we discussed kissing. We both came of very English families who believed in orgies of kissing preceding and following every family event.  “I have heard it stated,” said Elsie, “that it is a very unhealthy, unwholesome habit this kissing.” “It must be,” I said with a little girl’s admiration of a big girl’s superior knowledge. “Especially where there are beards,” I added. “And…

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