Unsolicited Writings

Because thatd be so much easier for you, he explained.
Lucy fell on a pinemat, so out of breath that she gasped.
Never in her life before had she seen aslope like that, or been attacked by such dread.
Well both slip, an if we do well go clear to the bottom, same asif this hill was snow.
Below that were successive stagescalculated to give her undue confidence.
Edd, how far do bee lines usually run from where you find them? He caught her
outstretched hands and kept her from upsetting.
Joe sat in the backgroundagainst the wall, quiet-eyed, intent. It was good to
starve, to thirst, to resist,to endure.
It did not seem possible to me that anyone could be so wildlyhappy as she was.
Assuredly she was going to find outsomething about herself when she could think it
out.
But if wego round, head this hollow, I reckon I might lose our bee line.
Joe sat in the backgroundagainst the wall, quiet-eyed, intent. Lucy had expected to
hear this very news.
It was an accident, confessed Lucy as she fearfully gazed below.
Ledges and benches, nooks and crannies,irresistibly beckoned for Lucy to explore. If
hehad laughed or smiled, she might have trusted him more.
Edd had beencareful to choose open woodland and the easiest going possible.
For that matter, Lucy didnot forget any of the Denmeades.
Standing up, shaking and spent, she essayed to rid herself of allshe had collected
in that slide.
Yep, my luck turned that day we had our bean pickin, replied Berthappily.
At least something wasexhilarating, perhaps the air.
I mean on this terrible hill, she added, weakening.
Edd could line them only ashort distance, owing to intervening trees. An absolutely
unaccountable and newspecies of fright assailed her. Howd I know shed make a
bee-line over this hill?
I ought to have written, said Lucy, as much to herself as to Clara.
Lucy, seeing that action, not talk, was imperative, got up, and randownhill right at
him. Then she found she was at the foot of the terrible slope. Indeed, I was
fortunate to come here first. Lucy had enough to doto keep up with her guide. Youll
be pleased when I tell you mysalary was raised and my work highly recommended. Well
have Joes cabin done by the time snow flies. Frost hadtouched maples, aspens, oaks,
with a magic wand. Edd explained this to beowing to the fact that these bees
belonged to different trees. Oh, when the wind howled and the snow seeped, it
wouldhave been great if youd been here.
Lucy strode and trotted behind, finding it took little effort. He was at the dance
we went to inSeptember.
Had Edd zigzagged down she would have had no trouble at all. Then the lack of the
usual bountiful meal was made upfor by merriment.