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vestige of him worthy to be refused.
Vinnie and I have been talking about grow-
ing old, today. Vinnie thinks twenty must
be a fearful position for one to occupy
I tell her I dont care if I am young
or not, had as lief be thirty, and you, as
most anything else. Vinnie expresses her sympa-
thy at my "sere and yellow leaf" and resumes
her work, dear Susie, tell me how you feel
ar'nt there days in one's life when to be
old dont seem a thing so sad ~
I do feel gray and grim, this morning,
and I feel it would be a comfort to
have a piping voice, and a broken
back, and scare little children.
Dont you run, Susie dear, for I wont do
any harm, and I do love you dearly
tho' I do feel so frightful.
Oh my darling one, how long you wander
from me, how weary I grow of waiting
and looking, and calling for you; some-
times I shut my eyes, and shut my heart
towards you, and try hard to forget you
because you grieve me so, but you'll never
go away, Oh you never will say, Susie, promise
me again, and I will smile faintly- and
