the possible return within that time of the
"zany" who had been such a mad fellow
in youth that, according to her father
and others, it was like sitting on
a barrel of gunpowder to have
anything to do with him, so sure
were you to come to grief through
his explosive pranks. And yet, and
yet--perhaps it was the dash of
spice in her name--Pem could not
help feeling an interest for his own sake
in that "hot tamale", the Thunder Bird's
rival in the will!

So she spaded away, watering her sapling
for the first time, herself, with that
little tributary tear; and then, propitiating
it, after the manner of the Indians,
in the graceful Leaf Dance, capering
around it, around the Queen Birch, too,
with her companions, upon the lightest
fantastic toe, their green arms outstretched
and waving, to imitate the leaves above
them, blown by the wind.

Went the phonograph upon the bunga-
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