Wolfe, Linnie Marsh
4% / .- ,.-1 ■ few end ing some -fee* read success minutes Mr Keith also "saught seclusion at the of the car, every little while looking up and one's eye and looking extremely wise. At j.««fe« us his "Witfiiortal" Lizard poem. It was a great and entirely eclipsed Dr Taylor's sonnet for a >>v. far catch- , length** ■> while ready ( I am glad you found my copy and glad to give you another.) /I of it «5/ *y~- .- ■■ ■■ tho I was Dances. I can rememtoer only one neighborhood dance Papa took me to< It was at the Eliot ranch) a neighborhood get-together and the dance shade trees. floor It was was in touilt out under the late summer some great old of 1906, soon after I returned from my year at Adawana. Papa seldom attended such affairs tout for some reason he decided to go. He stood "back and talked with the older people while ^ I danced and talked with friends I had not seen for over a year. No,. Papa never danced. He had no objection to and Mama engaged, a girl we (Wanda'and I) two step 'and wallz,^ WaAida auid' I learning to dance, dance teacher to come to our home and learfl?dd]in the big pa,rlor to aance the and polkas Later while Wanda was at the University 'at Berkeley She took me down for dances at the GeiomaPhi house, or would send for me and I would go to Berkeley alone. Neither Papa Aor Mama approved of us going to the public dances in Martinez. We never went to any evening entertainment there. Papa often danced a jig for us when we were little girls and he showed us how the Highland fling was danced tho I dont imagine he showed ua all it's steps, just the general idea. He also imitated the Highlander's bagpipes; very well too, as I realized many years later when I heard the real ones. , ,, -a; A jm v*& x .-■ 3 The walks in the hills are among my happiest childhood memories, but I hardly think the word "hilarious" best describes them,That word in my mind recalls noise or boisterousness and there was never any thing like that around Papa. He often laughed heartily/but NEVER loudly. So while our walks were always happ$y and often gay times they were never noisy ones. In the spring we had the wild flowers to enjoy and study too, for lessons in botony were part of the walks. We •"6Kosi our walks""" according to the plants we wanted to see, for some hill sides were blue with brodeas or larkspur, some rocky slope was gay with red Indian Paint Brushes, some open glade was knee-deep in Buttercups. And we knew cool, damp dells under the Laurels where Maidenhair Fern grew beside a little spring. We loved them all. And the Buckeye balls that.were just starting a baby tree, two or three inches high, from their brown shells, acorns that had lain in the damp leaf mold till life was stirring within them - what interesting lessons these were for growing children. Our dog always went with us and enjoyed the walks as much as we did. How they- ran through the woods rtoa<„„ +i . „ /> ~hj~~~ ods, chasing the squiri^into their holes oltfo
San Bernardino, Calif.
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