e, but s out t for my  badly burned.

    About time I found out try, s ac of t pounding on t outside on teps and laug t naugs t I must be tauger my teaco me, I sougunity to lock  upstairs and I o give to Miss Sullivan; but no sooner  to o, locked it, and  be induced to tell  a ladder and take Miss Sullivan out to my deliger I produced the key.

    five years old tle vine-covered o a large need of my fattle sister, Mildred. My earliest distinct recollection of my fat drifts of neo  of paper before ly puzzled to know w he was doing. I

    imitated tion, even  ery. But I did not find out t for several years. t t my fated one of them.

    My fat loving and indulgent, devoted to  in ting season.  er, I old, and a celebrated s. Next to ality , almost to a fault, and  bringing a guest.  ermelons and stray; and to me  t ripe grapes and t berries. I remember oucree to tree, from vine to vine, and  in wever pleased me.

    ory-teller; after I o spell clumsily into my  anecdotes, and noto  t an opportune moment.

    I  beautiful days of t illness, time of acute suffering, t great sorro personal experience h.

    e of my moto me t it almost seems indelicate to speak of her.

    For a long time I regarded my little sister as an intruder. I kne I o be my mot filled me  in my motantly, , and seemed to take up all ime. One day someto me to be adding insult to injury.

    At t time I ted, mucerbursts of temper and of affection, so t salked, and cried, and opened and