no it ime, and people visiting. sometimes uncle of to see pa. ma o the folks were, and she would say:

  “che clearing.”

  time or talking a little o work.

  sometimes ma let laura and mary go across to see mrs. peterson. tersons moved in. t, because mrs. peterson tle girls to muss it up. s laura and mary look at tty t from sweden-laces, and colored embroideries, and china.

  mrs. peterson talked salked engliso ood eacly. s, and they walked home.

  laura nibbled aly ly wo was a whole cookie.

  t riged to do o divide till, if mary saved e te  either.

  t knoo do. so eac to baby carrie. but t t some quite fair.

  sometimes a neig to spend tra cleaning and cooking, and opened tore sugar. and on t, a o te in trange co play ay h.

  t came, t eva and clarence ty girl, , but laura liked better to play h clarence.

  clarence y, too. buttoned all t gilt buttons, and trimmed oed shoes.

  trips of copper across toes tering brig laura le girls didnt oes.

  laura and clarence ran and sed and climbed trees, alked. and mrs. t visited and looked at a godeys ladys book looked at their pipes.

  once aunt lotty came to spend t moing laura o stand still a long time into long curls. mary ting primly on a ch her golden curls shining and her china-blue dress fresh and crisp.

  laura liked ma pulled ead of golden, so t no one noticed it. everyone noticed and admired marys.

  “t; ma said at last. “your ifully, and lotty is coming.

  run meet , brown curls or golden curls.”

  laura and mary ran out of t lotty te. aunt lotty iful pink and s by one string.

  “, aunt lotty,“ mary asked, “bro; ma old to ask t, and mary tle girl ed to aunt lotty would say, and s miserable.

  “i like bot,“ aunt lotty said, smiling. sook laura and mary by to tood.

  treaming to t and pretty. table ove s place under try door stood and smell of goodies on tairs from ttic, waking a nap.

  it , and laura felt so gay and good t no one would ever sy as s evening.

  aunt lotty ired and cross. t to kindle ted to pick up c every day to do it. toniged it more than ever.

  laura grabbed t chip, and mary said:

  “i dont care. aunt lotty likes my , anytier than brown.”

  lauras t sig speak. stier t speak, so s quickly and slapped marys face.

  t;come here, laura.”

  s sloting just inside the door. he had seen her slap mary.

  “you remember,“ pa said, “i told you girls you must never strike eacher.”

  laura began, “but mary said-”

  “t makes no difference,“ said pa. “it is you must mind.”

  took dorap from trap.

  laura sat on a copped sobbing, so be glad about mary o fill the chip pan all by herself.

  at last, ting dark, pa said again, “come ; ook in t ly covering again.

  sold pa all about it, and s;you dont like golden ter than brown, do you?”

  pas blue eyes s ;ell, laura, my hair is brown.”

  s t of t. pas bro s mary o gathe chips.

  in t tell stories dr play tired after he fields.

  ma oo. laura and mary hey helped make cheese.

  all and ty of milk, t ime to make cheese.

  somebody must kill a calf, for c be made rennet, and rennet is tomac be very young, so t it en anyt milk.

  laura pa must kill one of ttle calves in t. one and t beat fast o pa about making cheese.

  pa kill eito coo grandpas and to uncle o talk about t for aunt polly and grandma. so pa again to uncle tle calfs stomac , grayise leather, all ridged and rough on one side.

  nig to make into butter later. t it all on tove to .

  a bit of t, tied in a cloter.

  ed enouger from t in ter into tirred it it in a ove. in a little o a smooth, quivery mass.

  it to little squares, and let it stand all into a clot t.

  ied to a big pan and salted it, tuing and mixing it well.

  laura and mary o eat bits of ting it. it squeaked in teeth.

  under tree outside t up to press t ttle ood an empty pail.

  ma put clot, and filled it ed curd. s clotop of it a round board, cut small enougo go inside ted a op of the board.

  all day long ttled slo of t and ran doo t moing, ma ake out the cheese hoop again.

  every moing sook t of trimmed it smootig, and rubbed tter. t try.

  every day s clot all over ter once more, and laid it dos oter a great many days, t.

  t ao do but eat it.

  laura and mary liked co eat t squeaked in teeto eat to make th.

  ma laug ting green cheese.

  “t; sold them.

  trees. but it green, it he moon.

  “its green,“ said, “because it isnt ripened yet. s cured and ripened, it be a green cheese.”

  “is t; laura asked, and laughed.

  “i t, because it looks like a green c; s;but appearances are deceiving.“ tter, sold t t is like a little world on whing grows.

  t day made casted tasted it saying anyto , and laura asted t like it.

  “you starve to deat; pa said.

  laura begged o tell old grimes. so, tired, ook of its box and played and sang for laura:

  “old grimes is dead, t good old man, e neer so , all buttoned down before.

  “old grimeses , and blew old grimes away.”

  “t! “ said pa. “siged tle cream would aggered along.

  “but s of cream, and poor old grimes got so tarved to death.”

  t ma and said, “nobodyd starve to death when you were around, caroline.”

  ell , no,“ ma said. “no, c if you o provide for us.

  pa , to ttle cogetting aling softly to himself.

  after ao omorroo borroting -umps in t-field. a man just o keep everlasting at it, or take back the place.”

  early next moing arted to o uncle before long co there were.

  “i dont kno; ;but id e to em and not haveem.

  “o is it: is it?“ laura asked, jumping up and doement.

  “pas found a bee tree,“ ma said. “maybe hell bring us some honey.”

  it o t stopped by t s see into it.

  pa called, “caroline, if youll come take tch.”

  ma came out to ted. she said:

  “ell, c; to threw up her hands. pa laughed.

  all ts he wash-boiler.

  pa and ma back and fortubs and ts and pails into te neatly hs.

  for dinner t, and pa told tree.

  “i didnt take my gun,“ ;because i ing, and nos summer t mucing trouble. pant, time of year, t tured.

  “ell, i took a s cut to a big bear. i came around a clump of underbrus as far from me as across this room.

  “ me, and i guess  pay any“, more attention to me.

  “anding at t of a big tree, and bees ing t brush one paw.

  “i stood tc to a ree and dre out all dripping by t time i ed t honey myself.

  so i made a great racket, banging t a tree and yelling. t and so full of  dropped on all fours and rees. i cance and got , aree, and the wagon.”

  laura asked the bees.

  “t ;i left t get stung, and tree do it open.”

  “didnt ting you?”

  “no, said pa. “bees never sting me.

  “tree o bottom oring  i guess i got enougo last us a long time.”

  laura he poor bees. she said:

  “t have any honey.”

  but pa said ts of for tree near by, into ime they had a clean, new home.

  take t in tree, make it into fresore it in t it ay of er came.