_How the Man of the Long Step that Whistles Most of the Time Takes
an Interesting Walk._
One of my tooths is loose and a queer feel. This morning, after I
did come back from prayers in the cathedral with Thomas Chatterton
Jupiter Zeus, it was then I did have feels of that tooth. It was
funny feels--its being loose. After I did eat some of my mush, I did
go to the string-box and I pulled out a string. It was a white one.
There was lots of white strings in that box, and a pink one and a
green one. I put the white string back and I pulled out the green
one. It was long--very long--feets long. I did tie one part of it
around my tooth with carefuls. Then I did come a walk over to where
the broom stands behind the back door. I did tie the other end of
the long green string to the broom-handle. And I kept hold of the
middle of the string in my hand so when the broom had falls it would
n’t give a bump to my tooth when it did pull it out. I went a walk
off. The tooth did n’t come out. The green string did just have a
slip off the broom-handle.
I carried the string in a careful way while I did go to bring in the
wood and other morning works the mamma did want done when she went
away to the grandma’s house. When the works was done, then I tied
that string to the door-knob. I started to walk off. Then I came
back a ways. I decided to wait a little while. I walked off again.
I got most far enough to get it jerked out. Then I thought I’d wait
until after dinner. I took the string off my tooth, but I left it
on the door-knob to remind me to do it after dinner. Now I go.
And I went goes to the woods with Lucian Horace Ovid Virgil and
Louis II, le Grand Condé. And there I met a glad surprise. To-day
the fairies did bring more color pencils to the moss-box by the old
log. I had finding of them in the afternoon of to-day. There was
a blue one and a green one and a yellow one and a purple one, and
more there was too. I looked looks at them, and I climbed up into
the tree that is close by the old log. I climbed up to be more near
the sky. There was songs in the tree-tops and I did make a stop way
below to have listens. And I did look looks down on where is the
moss-box and the fleurs I have planted near unto it and the ferns
and the vines that do have growing over the old log.
And while I did have watches of the plant-folks that dwell about the
moss-box, and while I did have listens of the songs in the tree-tops,
then it was the _pensée_ girl with the far-away look in her eyes
and the man of the long step that whistles most all of the time did
come walking through the woods. It is often now they so come, and he
does gather ferns for her and they have listens to what the brook
sings. To-day they did n’t make a stop by the brook. They came right
on and on. They so did until they was come right up to where the
plant-folks dwell by the moss-box.
First I did have thinks they was coming comes to leave a letter
for the fairies. But they came and they stood there--they did not
go goes away. Then I had knows they did n’t even see the moss-box
where I do leave the letters for the fairies. They did almost step
on it. I had sees there was joy-lights in her eyes, and the looks
he looked at her was like the looks the young husband of Dear Love
does look at her when he is come home from work at even-time. And
I did reach out my arms above them for blessings to come.
They had not knows of my reaching out my arms above them. Only God
had knows. They did just have sees for one another. I have sure feels
they did n’t see that green caterpillar having sleeps under the
green hazel leaf. He most stepped on the moss-box. I most hollered.
My loose tooth was queer feels. He is a most strong man. He put
his arms around the _pensée_ girl and he most lifted her off the
ground. I had fears he would drop her on the moss-box. I most did
have losing of my balance on the tree-arm.
And I had sees of a chipmunk on a stump. He was very saucy and had
nice stripes on his back. And he did sit up and talk chipmunk talk
to another chipmunk. I had hears of him and sees of him. But the
man of the long step and the _pensée_ girl did n’t have sees of
the chipmunk. He did take out a ring of gold, and he did tell her
that was his mother’s wedding-ring; and the caterpillar that was
asleep did have wake-ups, and he crawled a little more under the
hazel leaf. And a butterfly went by--it was a cream one with a nice
ribbon at its wing-edge and pinkish spots. I had thinks about how
nice it would be to be a butterfly and come out of a little egg and
be a caterpillar first and have a lot of legs instead of just two
legs like I have got now. And I looked more looks at the fat green
caterpillar. I have more like him in the nursery.
He did kiss her again. Last year I had more green caterpillars like
unto this one. And they did grow and change and they was very big
brown moths with velvet wings and velvet feet. And he did say, “I
want to help you to have all the love joy in the world”; and I put
more in my prayer--a baby soon. And the fat green caterpillar fell
off the leaf away down on the ground, but he fell on some moss I
have put about where is the moss-box. And after his arm did touch
the hazel bush he did step over two steps. I breathed a big breathe
of reliefs about the moss-box not having steps on. And he kissed
her again. And the green caterpillar made begins to crawl back up
the hazel bush. And I felt a big amount of satisfaction feels that
they was so happy. And I did whisper another prayer for the angels
to bring them a baby real soon, with pink fleurs on its baby brush
and a pink bow on its cradle-quilt.
And in the bushes there was a little bird and restless was upon him.
The color of him was blue-gray, and there were streaks underneath and
there was a bit of yellow on his throat and so on top of his head.
He did move in a quick way. I so did, so I could see him more. As I
did go along a-following him after, I did have sees of the tracks of
the comings and goings of little wood-folks. And a way away was a
soft-eyed _faon_. When it’s with its mother, then it is a _daine_.
There was whispers in the ferns and more songs in the tree-tops.
And my tooth had some more queer feels, and I had remembers about
the green string tied to the door-knob.
I went a walk back. It was still there when I was come to the house
we live in. Brave Horatius was by the steps. He did have watches of
me while I did tie the other end of the long green string around my
tooth. Then I went a quick walk to the other door by step-backs. I
made a reach out for the green string. But it was n’t. It was on
the floor, and my tooth was. After I did throw it away, then I did
do the green string up in a roll. I am going to keep it.
I went goes to the garden to get the beets the mamma did want for
supper. While I did get them, I did have seeing that the green dresses
of the turnip-folk are getting faded and old. I thought they might
like to have new white dresses. I went again to the kitchen. I lifted
the flour-sifter from the flour-drawer in the cook-table. I did go
back to the garden. There I sifted flour on the turnip folks. It
came down in sprinkles like snowflakes. That gave them the proper
look. When the wind came along, they nodded appreciation and some
of the flour slid off to the ground. And Brave Horatius and I went
to prayers in the cathedral, and so went Thomas Chatterton Jupiter
Zeus and Menander Euripides Theocritus Thucydides. And Mathilde
Plantagenet did wait waits at the pasture-bars.