But here I can creep smoothly on the floor, and my shoulder just fits in that long smooch around the wall, so I cannot lose my way.

I don't like to look out of the windows evell -there are so many of those creep­ing women, and they creep so fast.

That was clever, for really I wasn't alone a bit! As soon as it was moon­light and that poor thing began to crawl and shake the pattern, I got up and ran to help her. I pulled and she shook, I shook and she pulled, and before morning we had. peeled off yards of that paper. A strip about as high as my head and half around the room. And then when the sun came and that awful pattern began to laugh at me, I de­clared I would finish it to-dav !

Such a peculiar odor, too!

I have watched John when he did not know I was looking, and come into the room suddenly on the most innocent ex­cuses, and I've caught him several times. looking at the paper! And Jennie too. I caught Jennie with her hand on it once

But I tried it last night. It was moonlight. The moon shines in all around just as the sun does. I hate to see it sometimes, it creeps so slowly, and always comes in by one win­,dow or another.

Just this nervous weak­ness I suppose.

I verily believe she thinks it is the writing which made me sick!

Then he took me in his arms and called me a blessed little goose

for a little distance they suddenly commit suicide

I have a schedule prescription for each hour in the day;

If a physician of high standing, and one's own husband, assures friends and relatives that there is really nothing the matter with one but temporary nervous depression -a slight hysterical tendency -what is one to do?

John is practical in the extreme.

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