used to it. father says you can get
used to enything if you taik time enuf.

October 9, 186---rany today and windy. about
a milion leeves blowed down today. tonite we had
a fire in the air tite stove and it seamed moar cheerful.
Beany and Pewt coodent have the fellers in
Beanys yard. i am still wundering how Beany
lerned how to do them xamples. it aint like him
to know now. i still feal prety blew.

October 10, 186-- brite and fair. there was a
frost last nite. I dident miss today. neether Pewt
or Beany spoke to me. tonite i done my choars and
went and set on the steps and wached the fellers
playing in Beanys yard. i felt prety bad. father
sed what is the matter with you. i sed nothing
and he sed you have been acking like a sick cat for
a weak why dont you go over and play with the boys
and i sed i dont want to. he sed you havent had a
fite with Elbridge, Elbridge is Beany you know, and
i sed no. then he asted me if i had a fite with
Clarence, Clarence is Pewt you know, and i sed no, i
havent had enny fie with Pewt, then he went in and
set by the table and red the Exeter Newsletter
whitch always comes out on Fridays. i went in and
went up stairs because we dont have xamples on Saturday
only speeking and geogrify.

after i went up stairs i went into the front room.
it was warm and the windows was open. father
had went out on the front steps and i was setting in
the window lissening to the fellers and wishing i was
out there with them. bimeby i heard father say to
mother Joey what is the matter with Harry laitly.
he has been acking nummer than a deef mewt and
mother sed i dont know what it is. he has done his
choars better than i ever gnew him to do them xcept
jest befoar crismas and 4th of July and he eets well
but he dont play enny moar and he dont seam like
himself enny moar. then father he sed i dont like it.
i hoap he isnt going to be a lollypop or a goody good
boy. if there is ennything i hait in this wirld it is a
miss Nancy sort of boy.

Aunt Sarah she up and sed i gess you needent
wurry about any boy of yours being a miss Nancy,
George Shute, and father laffed and sed well it dont
seam as if i ever cood have a boy like that but you
cant be sure. as far as i know there aint enny ministers
in my family sence the pilgrim fathers landed
on the wild New Ingland shoar. then Aunt Sarah
she sed peraps it would have been better if they had
been a few and father he sed that may be so but i
dout it. then f