Hardly any one could tell them apart. A few months later Mr. O'Riley moved away from Burnet, and that was the end of Katy's first friendship. "Be sure that Clover gets her lesson, and if Cecy comes over as usual, you must send her home early. Only he's pretty big, and I'm afraid he'd be lonely without me. She had brown hair, which didn't curl, a brown skin, and bright eyes, which danced when she laughed or spoke. She'll be so hot. The room was as disorderly and dirty as all the rest of the house, and Mrs. Spenser's wrapper and night-cap were by no means clean, but her face was sweet, and she had beautiful curling hair, which fell over the pillow. But the motion of the carriage, and the being lifted in and out, brought on so much pain, that Katy begged that he would not ask her to go again. ", "Oh, Aunt Izzie!" The book is good, and lovely, and true, having the best description of a noble child in it (Winnie) that I ever read; and nearly the best description of the next best thing, – a noble dog," says John Ruskin, the distinguished art critic. It was very perplexing to Aunt Izzie, and she found it quite hard to forgive the children for being so "unaccountable," and so little like the good boys and girls in Sunday-school memoirs, who were the young people she liked best, and understood most about. It won't hurt me a bit.". Cousin Helen was lying on the sofa, all dressed for the day. The poem is about a band called the Antennas with a Katy Did as the lead singer. she said, "now you're adorned. he inquired, as he opened the door and saw the merry circle on the carpet. cried Katy, who loved stories as well as when she was three years old. And then, studying will be like working at a garden, where things don't grow easily. After breakfast the children studied their Sunday-school lessons, and then the big carryall came round, and they drove to church, which was a good mile off. If you were well and strong, perhaps – but even then you would be pretty young for such a charge, Katy. ", The "something delicious" proved to be weak vinegar-and-water. It was setting a bad example to all the neighborhood – by which Mrs. Knight meant the rival school, Miss Miller having just sent over a little girl, with her compliments, to ask if any one was hurt, and could she do anything? UNT Izzie, may I ask Imogen Clark to spend the day here on Saturday?" That's what I'd like to be. I'd like to have you, first-rate, if you will. And little Helen comes every day, you know, for her lessons. On the other hand, Katy's natural politeness made it hard to refuse a visitor anything she asked for. cried the others, for Katy's stories were famous in the family. The idea that they could act so disgracefully, make such an uproar and alarm people going by, had never occurred to her, and she was deeply pained. Dorry stared with open mouth at the clock, which was still striking as though it would split its sides. But here Katy's conscience gave a prick, and the sentence ended in "um, um, um–" "So you'll come, won't you, darling? Now, Cecy, as you're company, you shall have the first drink out of the bottle. "If you do, it'll be the first time you ever kept anything for a week without breaking it," remarked Aunt Izzie. "I used to go to a bright school It had the picture of a pie at the top – I ought to explain that Dorry had lately been having a siege with the dentist. The broken dishes were piled up and the carpet made clean again, while Aunt Izzie prepared another tray just as nice as the first. But Dr. Carr only laughed. "'I want you to turn out all these physic bottles, and make your room pleasant and pretty for me to come and sit in. "Papa said he wished we were all like Cousin Helen," she thought, as she wiped her eyes, "and I mean to try, though I don't suppose if I tried a thousand years I should ever get to be half so good. Katy's name was Katy Carr. up. ", "If I only could!" Whenever she stopped to think about her height she became very awkward, and felt as if she were all legs and elbows, and angles and joints. Katy was feverish. All Katy's dreams about the "saintly invalid" seemed to take wings and fly away. She had taken a dreadful cold in her head, and the poplar-tree fairy, just over there, told her that sassafras tea is good for colds. "Perhaps, if my back is really sprained, I shall have to lie here as much as a week," she said to herself. Dorry was six years old; a pale, pudgy boy, with rather a solemn face, and smears of molasses on the sleeve of his jacket. she asked, as she came back the second time. WITH ILLUSTRATIONS. Now I don't like dust and darkness. And if to hurt the back make you study, it would be well that some other of my young ladies shall do the same.". I can't begin to tell you how many different friends she had set up since then. I'm afraid one little yellow one is dead already – ", "Why, he mustn't – of course he mustn't!" "Perhaps," she went on, "it will be rowing out in It was a very small bower – just big enough to hold them, and the baskets, and the kitten. Then they all sat down round the fire to write their wishes on bits of paper, and see whether they would burn, or fly up the chimney. "Mine isn't much," replied Katy, and she read: "What a mean valentine!" Not on her feet: that, alas! cried the little girls, alarmed, for Maybe I'm just crazy It's all to hazy I can't understand What's wrong with me? It is something delicious, I can assure you. "Well, I'm sorry, but I think she's quite right not to stop. The poem is about a band called the Antennas with a Katy Did as the lead singer. A great deal was to happen to Katy before that time came. ", "Yes, and now the chickies are as cold and forlorn as you would feel if you tumbled into a pond and nobody gave you any dry clothes. I'll put on some arnica, and Katy sha'n't hurt you again.". remarked Cecy; and they all laughed again. So Imogen sat down and began to rattle on in her usual manner, while Elsie, from behind Katy's chair, took a wide-awake survey of her dress. Sure enough there was a letter. And look so strangely like, that I The fire gave a flicker just then, and the papers vanished. The last drop gone, and the last bit of cinnamon crunched, the company came to order again, for the purpose of hearing Philly repeat his one piece, –, which exciting poem he had said every Saturday as far back as they could remember. replied Aunt Izzie, who looked very hot and flurried. by myself!". "Oh, Cecy, let's do something funny on Valentine's-Day! Katy's Firework and other inauguration moments. It was Mamma's birthday, you know," she added in a lower voice. But it is still a long, eventful a tumult of joy. A pewter tea-set; 2d. the bookcase door has been mended! The house never looked a bit better than it did that first day, but after a while Katy used to brush Mrs. Spenser's hair, and wash her face with the corner of a towel. She tried to speak, but began to cry instead, which frightened Elsie very much. "Oh, girls!" But next day, when Clover happened to be in the room, she heard a sudden exclamation, and turning, there stood Katy, absolutely on her feet. "There, you won't get it, whatever it was!"       What would we do? Such a short day as that seemed! "How perfectly lovely everybody is," said Katy, with grateful tears in her eyes. The mission of this little book is one for sound, simple living, and its lesson one of a sweet life and a loving heart, which is beyond all price." "Well, Katy, we won't dispute that point, but I'll tell you a story, if you like, about a girl I once knew, who wasn't born neat.". how can you?" But I think it was also, in part, the fault of the children, who, after the quiet of Sunday, were especially frisky and uproarious, and readier than usual for all sorts of mischief. ", "But that wasn't egg, Philly – it was dear little clean feathers, like a canary-bird's wings. F anybody had told Katy, that first afternoon, that at the end of a week she would still be in bed, and in pain, and with no time fixed for getting up, I think it would have almost killed her. Her voice sounded a little odd and mysterious, but Katy didn't notice it. not to think so much about things to ete. ", "But it is such a fuss," pleaded Katy. ", "Oh, she means the parlor!" Then Aunt Izzie's regular, punctual ways were so well understood by the servants, that the house seemed almost to keep itself. It was ten o'clock before all was done, and Papa and Aunt Izzie went away. The medicine was called Elixir Pro. The three girls didn't know much about sickness, but Papa's grave face, and the hushed house, weighed upon their spirits, and they missed the children very much. It was about Aunt Izzie, for whom she, as yet, had no present. said Imogen, turning up her eyes theatrically. "It feels so nice when it stops aching," quoted Elsie mischievously, while Cecy whispered to Clover: "Isn't she!" "Oh, there is the dear Rosary, Just because I told the little silly not to go and send a great heavy slate to the post-office!". A pretty good dinner, was it not? He kept it once for almost two Pray control yourself!". ", "Oh, thank you, Papa! up," said Cecy, "and tell what we mean to do. Something to walk over, I believe. "No matter, I sha'n't want it again for eight weeks," replied Katy, comfortably, as they ran up the steps. "There, then, take your old slate!" "I don't think that would be nice at all. "Do you suppose she will want us to say hymns to her all the time?" take better care of Rosy Posy he should put some other fairy into her place, Two years before he would not have borne to be laughed at so good-naturedly. Then she would seize the box, and, marching up to wherever the others were, she would throw it down, saying defiantly: "There's your old post-office!" Cousin Helen smiled. The children had arranged every parcel themselves. As she stole down the corregidor the beams struck it, and it glittered like stars. they wandered to and fro. But, oh, dear! "Why – what is Bridget doing in Papa's room?" The sun began to pour in, the room grew warm. Cousin Helen was not at all like "Lucy," in Mrs. Sherwood's story. And Katy, darling, I want to tell you how pleased I am to see how bravely you have worked your way up. cakes for brekfast. it!" After this Katy used to go every day. "I'm afraid she's done some mischief," he said, at last, "but it's impossible to tell yet exactly what. the lid of the largest basket, while all the rest peeped eagerly to see what she asked one morning. A. April 1. Or perhaps I shall go and nurse in the hospital, like Miss Nightingale. She could not find her things. Dorry was more explicit. "You can't," said Katy from overhead. So it came like a sudden and violent shock to her, when, one morning on waking up, she found old Mary crying quietly beside the bed, with her apron at her eyes. Wish I was a better boy. I want to speak to you dreadfully.". ", "Did you have a good time?" I got up from my seat to see if I could find the speakers; and sure enough, there on one of the cat-tail bulrushes, I spied two tiny pale-green creatures. Ans. Dorry was much affronted. Probably you are bilious. rose-bush and eat it up. ", "But I'll be more beautiful ", "I should think he would be," replied Clover, laughing. She's an example to us all, Katy, and I couldn't ask anything better than to have my little girls take pattern after her. It is a charming story, in which the author has delineated character as carefully, and with as keen an artistic sense, as if she had been writing a novel. "I wish I had something pretty to put into everybody's stocking," she went on, wistfully; "but I've only got the muffatees for Papa, and these reins for Phil." fresh and green, and full of delightful things—wild roses, and sassafras, and They were evidently disputing about something, for they said the same words over and over again. big, too, and know everybody's secrets. And what was that nonsense I heard her telling you about Brigands? "Why, how queer!" "'Then, another thing," continued her father. Papa says I may get well by and by, but I sha'n't, I know I sha'n't. Another week passed, and another. "But why must you wait till you get well?" They used to turn always just before they reached it, and cross to the other side of the street. They're as green as can be.". his hand, popped out from behind the stump. A conversation with Joanne Diaz about “The Lava on Iceland” and erasure poetry in Spoon River Poetry Review “Consider a post-poem brain: A Micro-Interview with Katy Didden” by Grant Johnson for the Kenyon Review Blog Katy sighed, but submitted. She always carried the prettiest flowers she could find, and if any one gave her a specially nice peach or a bunch of grapes, she saved it for Mrs. Spenser. "No, Aunt Izzie – I didn't forget. ", "No I'm not a bit," said Katy, holding Cousin Helen's hand tight in hers; "you can't think how much better I feel. And sickness is such a disagreeable thing in itself, that unless sick people take great pains, they soon grow to be eyesores to themselves and everybody about them. A warm wind was rustling the trees, which were covered thickly with half-opened leaves, and looked like fountains of green spray thrown high into the air. She liked to dodge about the door, always holding herself ready to turn and run in case the old woman rushed out upon her with a broomstick. giggled Clover, her sober little face growing bright at the idea of this variation on the hymns. And indeed Aunt Izzie did seem to have grown wonderfully good of late. Pretty soon Aunt Izzie came in and swept them all off to bed. A SEA CHANGE. ", "Yes," went on Elsie, "and you know Dorry held his in his mouth for ever so long, and then went round the corner of the house and spat it out! Ellen Robbins says she'd give a million of dollars for such nice brothers and sisters as ours to play with. whispered Katy, squeezing Cousin Helen's hand. And, you know, Maria and Susie have awful times at home, though they do go to places. Marianne lived in a street which Katy passed on her way to school. She also fidgeted the children about wearing india-rubbers, and keeping on their coats, and behaved altogether as if the cares of the world were on her shoulders. The continuing story of Katy Carr, recounting the time she spent at boarding school with her sister Clover. John thought they flew up chimney, but Dorry said they didn't. She had left her seat, and was half-sitting, half-lying on the ", "No – only that big one with the blue label. But you must recollect that every time you forget, and are impatient or selfish, you chill them and drive them farther away. said Katy. anything we didn't want to. Sometimes it seems as if there must be wicked little imps in the world, who are kept tied up so long as the sun shines, but who creep into our bedrooms when we are asleep, to tease us and ruffle our tempers. 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