McNally, she can do it for you.
7. Don't forget to feed the pigs.
8. Don't forget to mend the weathervane on the barn.
9. Don't forget to send that barrel of apples over to the
cider mill or you won't have any cider to drink when Mr.
Decameron comes up to see us later in the fall.
10. Just to make ten commandments, I'll add one more: You
might 'phone to Mrs. Collins that the Dorcas will have to meet
at some one else's house next week, because I don't know just
when I'll get back. I may be away a fortnight more. This is
my first holiday in a long time and I'm going to chew it
before I swallow it.
The Professor (Mr. Mifflin, I mean) has gone back to Brooklyn
to work on his book. I'm sorry you and he had to mix it up on
the high road like a couple of hooligans. He's a nice little
man and you'd like him if you got to know him.
I'm spending Sunday in Bath: to-morrow I'm going on toward
Hastings. I've sold five dollars' worth of books this morning
even if it is Sunday.
Your affte sister
HELEN McGiLL.
P.S. Don't forget to clean the separator after using it, or
it'll get in a fearful state.
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