sorry later
that not every one liked the daughter. Many did like the daughter but
not every one as every one had liked the mother. The daughter was
charming inside in her, it did not show outside in her to every one, it
certainly did to some. She did sometimes think her mother would be
pleased with a story that did not please her mother, when her mother
later was sicker the daughter knew that there were some stories she
could tell her that would not please her mother. Her mother died and
really mostly altogether the mother and the daughter had told each other
stories very happily together.

The daughter then kept house for her father and took care of her
brother. There were many relations who lived with them. The daughter did
not like them to live with them and she did not like them to die with
them. The daughter, Ada they had called her after her grandmother who
had delightful ways of smelling flowers and eating dates and sugar, did
not like it at all then as she did not like so much dying and she did
not like any of the living she was doing then. Every now and then some
old gentlemen told delightful stories to her. Mostly then there were not
nice stories told by any one then in her living. She told her father Mr.
Abram Colhard that she did not like it at all being one being living
then. He never said anything. She was afraid then, she was one needing
charming stories and happy telling of them and not having that thing she
was always trembling. Then every one who could live with them were dead
and there were then the father and the son a young man then and the
daughter coming to be that one then. Her grandfather had left some money
to them each one of them. Ada said she was going to use it to go away
from them. The father said nothing then, then he said something and she
said nothing then, then they both said nothing and then it was that she
went away from them. The father was quite tender then, she was his
daughter then. He wrote her tender letters then, she wrote him tender
letters then, she never went back to live with him. He wanted her to
come and she wrote him tender letters then. He liked the tender letters
she wrote to him. He wanted her to live with him. She answered him by
writing tender letters to him and telling very nice stories indeed in
them. He wrote nothing and then he wrote again and there was some
waiting and then he wrote tender letters again and again.

She came to be happier than anybody else who