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Day 55
The Special Writing of Fairies

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  When morning works was done, then I did go calling on the folks that wear sunbonnets. I thought I better keep my sunbonnet on my head, being as I was going calling on sunbonnet folks. First I went to the garden to visit the pea family. I shook hands all down the row and back up the other row. Then I went to call on their neighbors the beans. And I saw a rabbit in the garden near unto the cabbages. I went a little nearer. I went to see who it was. It was Madame Lapine . She is a gentle woman and her ways are quiet ways, and she does have a fondness for bits of apple. Whenever I do have an apple I do save bits for her. Too, she likes cabbage, and I have showed her the way into the garden to get it when I am not there to get it for her.
  Today, after I did have talks with most all the folks in the garden and after, I did tell them about this day being the crowning day of Louis XIV in 1654 and the going-away day of Robert de Bruce in 1329; then I did go out across the fields to have talks with Aphrodite and Solomon Grundy and Michael Angelo Sanzio Raphael . Then it was I saw the chore boy near unto the barn. He had a long stick. He was knocking down the homes of the swallows. There were broken cradles on the ground, and there were grown-up swallows about with distresses in their flying. That did make me to have so sad feels. I did tell him how dear are swallows, but he would have no listens.
  Afterwards I did go goes to the house of Sadie McKibben . As I did go along I did have seeing of a little thing in the road ahead. It was a very little thing and it made little moves. They were only flutterings. It went not away from where it was. I did go in a hurry on. When I was come to it, I did have seeing it was a little bird. It was a little bird that was hurt by the step of a cow. I have thinks it was making a try to make a go across the road. I cuddled it up and I felt feels in my apron pocket and there was some mentholatum . And I give it some applys and we went to the hospital . And I put it there on moss in a little soap-box room where nothing can come and bring it more hurts. And it did have likes for the water I gave it to drink in a thimble, and more likes it did have for the food I gave it to eat. I named it William Makepeace Thackeray .
  Then I did go goes on to the house of Sadie McKibben , and Brave Horatius and Lars Porsena of Clusium went goes with me. Lars Porsena of Clusium did ride part ways on the back of Brave Horatius. When we was come to the house of Sadie McKibben, she was having troubles. Just when she did have her clothes all hung out, then the clothesline did break and they all had falls on the ground. While she did gather them up, she did have talks to herself. She did say, " T'is a folly to fret; grief's no comfort ." When her bread gets burns in the oven and the chickens bother on the porch and the clothes boil over on the stove and everything seems to go wrong, Sadie McKibben has a way of saying, "T'is a folly to fret; grief's no comfort."
  While she was giving more wash-outs to them clothes that did have a fall while the clothesline did break, she did sing. She sings on days when sunshine is. She sings on days when rain is. Sadie McKibben always sings before the summer rain as does the robin.
  Today, when she did have them clothes part hung on the line again, then it was the man that wears gray neckties did come by on his way to the mill town . He had asks if there was anythings she was having needs of that he could bring back. And she did say bacon and some soda and some more things what she had needs of for to cook with. While she told him, he did write it down. I breathed a big breathe when I did see him write it down, for he does write in the way that the fairies write. I said, "Oh!" He did turn himself around. He did say, "What is it, little one?" And I did tell him all in one breath. I did tell him, "Oh, it's that you write in the way the fairies write that do put things for me by the old log where the moss-box is."
  Then he did smile and he looked a long look out the door. I have thinks he was thinking of the long ago time when the fairies did teach him to write their way. When he did start to go, I heard him say to Sadie McKibben , "I guess I will have to change my writing." I most slipped off the chair I was setting on the edge of. I had feels I better speak to him about it. I had feels of the sorry feels the fairies would feel when they had knowing he was not going to write in the way they did teach him to write. When he did tell me good-bye I did say, "Please don't change your writing because you write the way the fairies do. I have thinks the way they write is lovely."
  And he did smile his gentle smile. Then I did tell him how sorry I knew the fairies would feel if he wrote not on in their way. Then he did say he guessed it would be a pretty hard thing -- trying to write another way from what the fairies did teach him to write. I have thinks it would so be. And tonight in my prayers I will thank God the fairies did teach the man that wears gray neckties and is kind to mice to write in their way. It is a very beautiful way. Some of the letters are like ripples on the water. I have longings to write as the fairies write.

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