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"Was it ever so green before?" Nancy wondered, leaning over the window sill by her mother's side. WAS IT EVER SO GREEN BEFORE NANCY WONDERED LEANING OVER THE WINDOW SILL BY HER MOTHER'S SIDE
w, thought Mother Carey fondly, as she rocked him to sleep. He was worn out with following Natty Harmon at the plough, and succumbed quickly to the music of her good-night song and the comfort of her sheltering arms. Mother Carey had arms to carry, arms to enfold, arms to comfort and caress. She also had a fine, handsome, strong hand admirable for spanking, but she had so many invisible methods of discipline at her command that she never needed a visible spanker for Peter. "Spanking is all very well in its poor way," she used to say, "but a woman who has to fall back on it very often is sadly lacking in ingenuity." As she lifted Peter into his crib Nancy came softly in at the door with a slip of paper in her hand. She drew her mother out to the window over the front door. "Listen," she said. "Do you hear the frogs?" "I've been listening to them for the last half-hour," her mother said. "Isn't everything sweet to-night, with the soft air and the elms all feathered out, and the new moon! ER AND MORE SELF HELPFUL JUST NOW THOUGHT MOTHER CAREY FONDLY AS SHE ROCKED HIM TO SLEEP HE WAS WORN OUT WITH FOLLOWING NATTY HARMON AT THE PLOUGH AND SUCCUMBED QUICKLY TO THE MUSIC OF HER GOOD NIGHT SONG AND THE COMFORT OF HER SHELTERING ARMS MOTHERTHER CAREY HAD ARMS TO CARRY ARMS TO UNFOLD ARMS TO COMFORT AND CARESS SHE ALSO HAD A FINE HANDSOME STRONG HAND ADMIRABLE FOR SPANKING BUT SHE HAD SO MANY INVISIBLE METHODS OF DISCIPLINE AT HER COMMAND THAT SHE NEVER NEEDED A VISIBLE SPANKER FOR PETER SPANKING IS ALL VERY WELL IN ITS POOR WAY SHE USED TO SAY BUT A WOMAN WHO HAS TO FALL BACK ON IT VERY OFTEN IS SADLY LACKING IN INGENUITY AS SHE LIFTED PETER INTO HIS CRIB NANCY CAME SOFTLY IN AT THE DOOR WITH A SLIP OF PAPER IN HER HAND SHE DREW HER MOTHER OUT TO THE WINDOW OVER THE FRONT DOOR LISTEN SHE SAID DO YOU HEAR THE FROGS I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO THEM FOR THE LAST HALF HOUR HER MOTHER SAID ISN'T EVERYTHING SWEET TO NIGHT WITH THE SOFT AIR AND THE ELMS ALL FEATHERED OUT AND THE NEW MOON
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