'Capital, Helen!' said Elizabeth.
'How very pretty!' said Lucy.
'And very well described,' said Anne; 'you have brought in those
ungainly words most satisfactorily.'
'Now, Helen, here is Anne's,' said Elizabeth; 'it is a choice one,
and I have kept it for the last.'
'Let me read Anne's,' said Rupert; 'no one can decypher her writing
as well as I can.'
'As was proved by the thorough acquaintance you shewed with the
contents of her last letter,' said Elizabeth.
Rupert began as follows:
Now must I write in numbers flowing
Extemporaneously a POEM?
'Why, Rupert,' cried Anne, 'you must be reading Kate's. Mine began
with--'
'I declare that I have yours in my hand, Anne,' said Rupert.
'And I did not write one,' said Katherine.
Now must I write in numbers flowing
Extemporaneously a POEM?
One that will fill your eyes with TEARS,
While I relate how our worst fears
Were realized in yonder ditch.
Conveyed there by some water-WITCH,
We found, sad sight for longing EYES!
Fido, much loved, though small in size.
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