“What have I to say, Morning Glory?” she said, looking up.
“I don’t know, dear girl!” I jerked.
Then we both laughed.
Ada caught my neck by her arm. She squandered her kisses on me.
(It was my first taste of the kiss.)
We two young ladies in wanton garments rolled down happily on the floor.
2nd—If I could be a gentleman for just one day!
I would rest myself on the hospitable chair of a barber shop—barber shop, drug store and candy store are three beauties on the street—like a prince of leisure, and dream something great, while the man is busy with a razor.
I am envious of the gentleman who may bathe in such a purple hour.
I never rest.