The wee brook has gone crazy.

What do you call it ?" "Little Bill Creek." "I'm going to stab it with my pencil.

Where it bumps the rocks it's obstinate and pig-headed; where it leaps the little shelves of slate it's merry and playful; where it sweeps silently between the curving banks it is sulky and resentful.

The Little Bill has moods, bless its heart! Moods betoken character." Patsy secured for Hetty a pleasant room facing the creek.
"Where will you work, at the office or here ?" she asked.
"In the open, I guess.

I'll run over the telegraph news to get a subject for the day's cartoon, and then take to the woods.