TO OUR GRANDMOTHER
MARCIA JANE CHANDLER CARPENTER
WHO NEVER COLLIDES
WHY MINOR?
Collisions are measured by what they will smash. Potentially, all collisions are major. A slight blow will explode a bomb. But since most of us do not commonly carry dynamite through the busy sections of this life, we can take a good many brisk knocks and still survive.
The collisions, though dealt with in separate chapters by two of us, are seldom between two people alone. They are collisions, mostly minor, between the individual and the group, the individual and circumstances, the individual and the horse he rides on.
All the chapters are for those kindred spirits who try to be easy to live with—and find it difficult.
F. L. W.
G. C. W.
CONTENTS
| Love's Minor Frictions | [1] |
| Boston Streets | [27] |
| To Horse | [37] |
| Wheels and how they go round | [55] |
| The Will to boss | [73] |
| More to it than you'd think | [97] |
| Trio Impetuoso | [111] |
| The Return of A, B, C | [134] |
| Understanding the Healthy | [146] |
| Carving at Table | [162] |
| The Feeling of Irritation | [175] |
NOTE
Acknowledgment of permission to reprint certain of these papers is made to the editors of The Atlantic Monthly, Education, The Ladies' Home Journal, The Outlook, Scribner's Magazine, and The Unpartizan Review.