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Ethel is playing tennis quite a good deal. I think Yagenka is going to come out all right, and Bleistein, too. I have no hope for Wyoming or Renown. Fortunately, Rusty is serving us well. ETHEL IS PLAYING TENNIS QUITE A GOOD DEAL I THINK YENNKA IS GOING TO COME OUT ALL RIGHT AND BLAISSTEIN TOO I HAVE NO HOPE FOR WYOMING OR RENOWN FORTUNATELY RUSTY IS SERVING US WELL
tate. Archie, in his overalls, dragged the wagon with the little black coffin in which poor Peter Rabbit lay. Mother walked behind as chief mourner, she and Archie solemnly exchanging tributes to the worth and good qualities of the departed. Then he was buried, with a fuchsia over the little grave. You remember Kenneth Grahame's account of how Harold went to the circus and sang the great spheral song of the circus? Well, yesterday Mother leaned out of her window and heard Archie, swinging under a magnolia tree, singing away to himself, "I'm going to Sagamore, to Sagamore, to Sagamore. I'm going to Sagamore, oh, to Sagamore!" It was his spheral song of joy and thanksgiving. The children's delight at going to Sagamore next week has completely swallowed up all regret at leaving Mother and me. Quentin is very cunning. He and Archie love to play the hose into the sandbox and then, with their thigh rubber boots on, to get in and make fortifications. Now and then they play it over each other. HIS FUNERAL WAS HELD WITH PROPER STATE ARCHY IN HIS OVERALLS DRAGGED THE WAGON WITH THE LITTLE BLACK COFFIN IN WHICH POOR PETER RABBIT LAY MOTHER WALKED BEHIND A CHIEF MOURNER SHE AND ARCHIE SOLEMNLY EXCHANGING TRIBUTES TO THE WORTH AND GOOD QUALITIES OF THE DEPARTED THEN HE WAS BURIED WITH A FUT OVER THE LITTLE GRAVE YOU REMEMBER KENNETH GRAHAM'S ACCOUNT OF HOW HAROLD WENT TO THE CIRCUS AND SANG THE GREAT SPIRAL SONG OF THE CIRCUS WELL YESTERDAY MOTHER LEANED OUT OF HER WINDOW AND HEARD ARCHIE SWINGING UNDER A MAGNOLIA TREE SINGING AWAY TO HIMSELF I'M GOING TO SAGAMORE TO SAGAMORE TO SAGAMORE FROM GOING TO SAGAMORE OH TO SAGAMORE IT WAS HIS SPIRAL SONG OF JOY AND THANKSGIVING THE CHILDREN'S DELIGHT AT GOING TO SAGAMORE NEXT WEEK HAS COMPLETELY SWALLOWED UP ALL REGRET AT LEAVING MOTHER AND ME QUINTON IS VERY CUNNING HE AND ARCHIE LOVED TO PLAY THE HOST INTO THE SAND BOX AND THEN WITH THEIR THIGH RUBBER BOOTS ON TO GET IN AND MAKE FORTIFICATIONS NOW AND THEN THEY PLAY IT OVER EACH OTHER
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