washin' away with a real warm glow of happiness—my dish water wuz pretty hot, but that wuzn't it entirely), Josiah come in and said he wuz goin' right by Marion's on bizness, and I could ride over and stay there whilst he wuz gone. He wanted to go right away, but he wuz belated by the harness breakin' after we got started, so it wuz after the middle of the forenoon before we got there.
Marion wuz dretful glad to see me and visey versey, yes, indeed! it wuz versey on my part, but I thought she looked wan, wanner than I had ever seen her look. The hired girl had gone home on a visit, and her Pa had took the two little girls and the boys out ridin', so Marion wuz alone. And as I looked round and see the perfect order and beauty of her home, and my nose took in the odor of the good dinner, started early, so's to be done good (it wuz a stuffed fowl she wuz roastin' and cookin' some vegetables that needed slow cookin'), and as I looked at her, a perfect picture with her satin brown hair, her pretty blue print dress, with white collar and cuffs and white apron with a rose stuck in her belt, I thought to myself the man that gits you will git a prize. But I wuz rousted from my admirin' thought after I had been there a little while by Marion sayin' in a pensive way:
"Do you think I could write poetry, Aunt Samantha?"
"Poetry?" sez I. "I d'no whether you could or not." But as I looked round agin I sez mildly, "Mebby you couldn't write it, Marion, but you could live it, and you do now in my opinion."
"Live poetry!" sez she wonderin'ly.
"Yes," sez I, "livin' poetry is full as beautiful and
