|To the Ranch-House to get Milk
some time long it was
, she took me from under the bed and gave me a spanking. She did not have time to give me a spanking when she put me under the bed. She left me there until she did have time.
||On my way to the house I met
Plymouth Rock hen
, with her family. She only has twelve baby chickens now. The
say the other one she did have died of
because I gave it too many baths for its health. When I came to the house one of the cats, a black one, was sitting on the doorstep. I have not friendly feelings for that
big black cat
Day before the day that was yesterday
I saw him kill the mother hummingbird. He knocked her with his paw when she came to the nasturtiums. I didn't even speak to him.
||Just as I was going to knock on the back door for the milk, I heard a voice on the front porch. It was the voice of a person who has an
. I hurried around to the front porch. There was
with a basket on her arm. She beamed a smile at me. I went over and nestled up against her
blue gingham apron
with cross stitches on it. The freckles on Sadie McKibben's wrinkled face are as many as are the stars in the Milky Way, and she is awful old -- going on forty. Her hands are all brown and cracked like the dried-up mud-puddles by the roadside in July, and she has an understanding soul. She always has bandages ready in her pantry when some of my pets get hurt. There are cookies in her cookie-jar when I don't get home for meals, and she allows me to
stake out earthworm claims
in her back yard.
||She walked along beside me when I took the milk home. When she came near the
, she took from her basket wrapping-papers and gave them to me to print upon. Then she kissed me good-bye upon the cheek and went her way to her home. I went my way to the
house we live in
. After the
for not getting back sooner with the milk, she told me to fix the milk for
. The baby's bottle used to be a brandy bottle, but it
into a milk bottle when they put a nipple onto it.
Center for Electronic Studying, University of Oregon.
February 6, 2003