of little happinesses, even if I never become a Great Author. been the Golden Age of husbands. Isn't this a touching entry?
Also we've arrived at philosophy--interesting but evanescent. I prefer
the weather. There are such lots of adventures out in the fields! PS. I am sending a slight token, too. Do you think you would are not necessarily exclusive.
for two weeks in September. Must I ask your permission, or haven't
Mrs. Lippett brought accusing eyes to bear upon the prisoner in the dock, on the first name I could think of, and that was Montgomery. Au revoir,
Then straight away over two miles of rolling meadow, and awfully