“Not to go out in the garden when it’s snowing in [27] ]middle of the night,” she wrote now in large plain letters.
The prohibitions on the preceding page or two were a little curious.
“Not to read any more of Sarah’s and Jane’s books in paper covers.”
“Phyl not to get her feet wet in the ditch, and D. not to let her get them wet.”
“Not to tie Weenie to the table any more when she touches our things. N.B.—Weenie not to touch our things.”
“Not to pretend we’re angels going up and down Jacob’s ladder.”
“Not to pretend Suey is Jael, and not to hammer nails in the table.”
“Not to pretend Bibel stories any more at all.”
“P. not to pretend Sarah is Sinbad when she is washing the floor, and never to get on her back again.”
“D. not to give her best books to poor girls at the door any more.”