|A Long Day for Opal
||Before she did go she told me do's to do while she was gone. She told me to keep the fire going and to
-- to fix its bottle for it and to mind it all the time. Then she shut the door and locked it and went in the way that does go to the house of the
meeting of the roads
. I did watch her out the window. Then I did put some more wood in the fire. After that I did look looks about. There are no rows and rows and rows of books in this house, like
Angel Mother and Angel Father
had. There is only three books here. One is a cookbook and one is a doctor-book and one is a almanac. They all are on top of the cupboard most against the top of the house. They have not interest names on their backs.
||The alarm-clock does set on the shelf where it always sets all day long. At
it sets on a chair by the bed that the
sleep in. It sets on the chair all night with its alarm set. It is so the papa will be made awake early in the morning. That clock has interest looks. Some day when there is not a fire in the
, I have thinks I will take that clock apart to see what its looks are inside. On a day when there is no fire in the stove, I will climb upon it. I can reach that shelf when I stand on tiptoe on top of the stove.
||After I did look looks at the clock, I did look looks out the front window. There are calf-tracks by our front door. These tracks are there because when I went walking with
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
on yesterday, I had her wait at the front step while I did go into the kitchen to get her some sugar-lumps. She has a
for sweet things. I think she will grow up to be a lovely cow. Her mooings now are very musical, and there is
poetry in her tracks
. She does make such dainty ones. When they dry up in the
, I dig up her tracks, and I save them. There is much poetry in them; and when I take her track out that I keep in the back part of the cook-table drawer, I look at it and think, this way passed Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
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||After I did look looks out the front window, I did look looks out the back window.
and the others -- they were pulling in logs. That
was trying to make them go more fast. All the horses do have to pull so hard when they pull logs in. Sometimes they look tired looks, and when they are come in from work I go to the barn. I rub their heads; for when the
is tired she does like rubs on her head.
||While I did watch the horses,
. I went to sing her to sleep. I sang her about William Wordsworth. When sleeps was come upon the baby I had
when she went away the
wished she did have some varnish to shine up the furniture with. So while she is gone I have given the furniture a shine-up with Vaseline. Vaseline gives just as bright a shine as varnish does. I have
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the mamma will be pleased when her arrives come home.
||When the furniture was all fixed proper, I looked a look out the window. Raindrops were beginning to come down from the sky. Their coming was in a gentle way. I had
to be out with them. I so do like to feel the raindrops patter on my head and I like to run runs and hold out my hands to meet them. There was more rain and there was sunshine. There came across the sky the arc-en-ciel. Then was its going, and grayness after. I watched the raindrops in the brook going on and on. When I grow up I am going to write a book about a raindrop's journey.
||While I did watch the raindrops I had
to go to the forêt de Chantilly and
by Nonette. I did have thinks more about it. I took some of the wood out of the woodbox. I stood it up for trees. I called them all forêt de Chantilly. We went a walk between them --
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and I did. Then I took the dipper full of water and I let it pour in little pours a
on the kitchen floor. That was for Nonette. Then all of us went a walk by Nonette. We went in little steps to make the time go longer.
perched on my shoulder.
Louis II, le Grand Condé
, did ride in my hands, and
in my apron pocket. I took some more water and the dipper and I made it go a little rivière to join Nonette. Then we went a walk by Lounette. And more I did pour in little pours to join Nonette. That was for Aunette.
||After we did have walks all in between the forêt de Chantilly, I took more sticks from the woodbox back of the
and I made another forêt. Then we went walking in the forêt d'Ermenonville. When we were come back from that walk, I made some lions out of cheese. Two I made. I made them to put in forêt de Chantilly at the begins of route du Connétable. Then we went a walk again in forêt de Chantilly. I had to have carefuls not to go a step too big, because I did stand the sticks of wood near
one another, and if I took a big step they might have falls over.
||While I was standing up more sticks of woods for more trees in forêt de Chantilly,
. I went to sing it to sleep. I sang it about Good King Edward I. When I went again into the kitchen, there was
Louis II, le Grand Condé
all in the forêt de Chantilly. They were at the begins of the route du Connétable. They were nibbling nibbles at the two lions there of cheese. Already they did have ragged noses, where all of the three mouses did nibble nibbles. I have thinks I will have to make lions of stone for the begins of route du Connétable. The baby had wakes-up again. I did sing it to sleep with chant d'automne.
||Now I sit here and I print.
sleeps on. The wind comes creeping in under the door. It calls, "Come, come, petite
, come." It calls to me to come go exploring. It sings of the things that are to be found under leaves. It whispers the dreams of the tall fir trees. It does pipe the gentle song the forest sings on gray days. I hear all the voices calling me. I listen -- but I cannot go.
Center for Electronic Studying, University of Oregon.
February 6, 2003