|Visiting Sadie & the Man in Gry Neckties
||Then I did go goes on to the
house of Sadie McKibben
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
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.
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
. He had asks if there was anythings she was having needs of that he could bring back. And she did say bacon and some
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
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
||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
did teach him to write their way. When he did start to go, I heard him say to
, "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
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
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
to write as the fairies write.
Center for Electronic Studying, University of Oregon.
February 6, 2003