Hope it will throw a glow
over Alfred!
LEAF SEVENTH
DASHED!
I do believe God gave that wise angel charge concerning me lest I get
dashed, but I just got dashed anyway, and its my own fault, not the
angel's. I have suffered this day until I want to lay my face down
against the hem of His garment and wait in the dust for Him to pick me
up. I shall never be able to do it myself, and how He's going to do it
I can't see, but He will.
That dinner-party last night was bad enough, but to-day's been worse.
I didn't sleep until long after daylight and then Judy came in before
eight o'clock with a letter for me that looked like a state document.
I felt in my trembly bones that it was some sort of summons affair from
Judge Wade; and it was. I looked into the first paragraph and then
decided that I had better get up and dress and have a cup of coffee and
a single egg before I tried to read it.
Incidental to my bath and dressing, I weighed and found that I had lost
all four of those last surplus pounds and two more in three days. Those
two extra pounds might be construed to prove love, but exactly on whom
I was utterly unprepared to say.
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