I'm just putting them to bed." We sat on the grass and she had a stick which she pretended to be dressing and often, after she had spanked the stick a little, she made a noise through closed lips like that of a child crying.
"Now go to sleep and I'll tell you a story," said she.
Then she told pretty tales of fairies and of grand ladies and noble gentlemen who wore gold coats and swords and diamonds and silks, and said wonderful words in such a wonderful way.

I dare say it prospered all the better in my ears because of the mystery by which its meanings were partly hidden.

I had many questions to ask and she told me what were fairies and silks and diamonds and grand ladies and noble gentlemen.
We sat down to one of our familiar dinners of salt pork and milk gravy and apple pie now enriched by sweet pickles and preserves and frosted cake.
A query had entered my mind and soon after we began eating I asked: "Aunt Deel, what is the difference between a boy and a girl ?" There was a little silence in which my aunt drew in her breath and exclaimed, "W'y!" and turned very red and covered her face with her napkin.

Uncle Peabody laughed so loudly that the chickens began to cackle.

Mr.and Mrs.Dunkelberg also covered their faces.