But 4th of them are a Girly Person to which I must own up. She are by initials Miss Evelyn Suki & have become a dear schoolfriend to Miss Furioki and very oftenly they meet together to do some chumming & other giggles. And very oftenly I make drop-in to home of Cousin Nogi for borrow opera glass or cigarette or what he got. And oftenly Miss Suki make door-knock for see Miss Furioki & Japanese Boy are axidentally there. I make eye-wink of soul to think how fox I are.
By last Wednesday P. M. I get nervus about Cousin Nogi & go see him offhandedly. Miss Furioki come to door and I make very humbel signals to her with derby hat.
“I am delicious to ask it, please, Mrs. Madam, thank you so much, so sorry I come. Are Cousin Nogi inside, thank you?”
“No, he are entirely out!” dib Miss Furioki, who despises me earnestly.
“Then I shall remain, thank you,” I say for cheerful smiles & take set-down to parler where I see Miss Suki doing a fancy task in companionship with Miss Furioki. On centre-table was a large objeck to resemble a clothes-basket & them Ladies was fondly trimbing it with smilax, ribbons and other laces. Occasionally they stand off-side, mouths confused by pins; sometimes they make critick faces and speek in milinary language.
“What you call That what you are doing?” I wander.
“Intelligent persons calls it a Hat,” snip Miss Furioki.
“By Bible you could not wore such a Hat,” are mope from me.
“What-say Bible about it?” require Miss Suki who are studying to be a missionary.
“Hon. Bible say, ‘Do not hide your light under a bushel basket,’” are all sound I make.