Tish, The Chronicle of Her Escapades and Excursions

enjoys them or expects to enjoy them, but with the first warm days some prehistoric instinct takes us out into the woods, to fry potatoes over a strangling wood f

t and brains, she always follows her instinct. Aggie under the same circumstances follows her h

go,-plenty of fair weather, only two or three really hot spells, and not a great deal of rain. Charlie Sands, Tish's nephew, went over to England in June to report the visit of the French President to London for his newspaper, and Tish's automobile had been sent to the factory t

She thought her liver needed stirring up. She used to ride, she said, and it was like sitting in a rocking-chair, only perhaps more so. Aggie and I w

dressing-room and I realized the situation. "I shan't attempt

ublic that I have two legs, if I do wear a skirt, don't stand in a sunny doorway in that l

ooked larger than usual and had a Roman nose. The instructor ha

tructor, and slipped a line b

ed. "When I used to ride-

or the curb," he said-"if he bolts or anything l

, clutching at the lin

as gentle as a woman to the people he likes. His only fault is that he's apt to

at me rather strangely, don't yo

that divided sk

lace. Once, she says, she came down on his neck, and several times she was back somewhere about his tail. Every time she landed, wherever it might be, he gave a heave and sent her up again. She tried to say "Whoa," but it came out in pieces, so to speak, and the creature seemed to be en

and the horse did also. They were just in

h, I was frightened at first, but you and that d

h her right and extricated the lines. Then she turned

a thin voice, "and call an osteopath.

and being rubbed with chloroform liniment. At the end of

er, Lizzie," she said, sitting up

sn't to be sent out in a divided skirt and beaten to a jelly: they need rest-less food and simpler food. If instead of taking you

ting an idea and letting it simmer on the back of her brain, as you may say, when nobody knows it

out of bed to a window, and Tish was sitting there with books all about her. It is in times of enforced phy

ver the grippe she took up that correspondence-school course in swimming.

hysteria for a week by turning on her face in bed every now and then and trying the overhand stroke. She got very expert, and had decided she'd swim regularly, and even had Charlie Sands show her

we were any good in emergency, but because Tish had convinced us there would be no emergency. And

ed some books for Maria Lee's children and was looking them over before she sent them. The "Yo

anked us and asked Hannah to take them out. Even then we were not suspicious. Tish sat

t will be a lesson to you. If you don't mind, I'd

ver sweetened their food and that the

any automobiles either, bu

ant that window clo

t catch cold; we catch heat. It's ridiculous the way we

, I'b catch

ou like me to help you dress? It might

shall never wea

Why? Didn't the

m. She was coldly polite to us for the remainder of our visit, but sh

ell carry out alone. I believe she tried to induce Hannah to go with her, and only w

have a cake with thirty candles on it. Tish was not yet able to be about, so Aggie and I ate together. She always

ered and went ou

ndon," said Hannah, and put it in front of Aggie.

Aggie. "What in the

er been. No sugar, no tea, only nuts and fruit, and her windows open all nig

the "Camper Craft," and no stays, and all that. I reached for Charlie Sands

im, such tactful bits as bore Cressy and Agincourt, and the pretty little smallpox and "plague here" banners, and has gone back to su

hat Nature provides, such as nuts and fruits, sleep under the stars, and drink from Nature's pools. Rather bully, isn't it? They're a handsome lot generally, brown as nuts. And I saw a girl yester

r the Si

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essly. "She had some such idea before, and now this young idiot-" I stopped and stared across the ta

h the Elysian fi