Capitolo 16
Seven feet to the north of the rose climbing bush was a wide hedge of
lilac tall bushes. Then I vomited a pergola among the crimson and they
I now wander about covering eight feet in the air. It is a glory of color
to-day and my pride. But didn't I come next to losing him/it?
The long evenings are marvelous. I sit out up to nine, and you/he/she can read
up to almost the last minute. I never turn on a lamp until me I climb
bed. That is my day. It seems busy enough to me. I am afraid it
desire--to You, still so it will fight, still so absorbed in the
lotteries, and still so end-affectionate of Your kind--you seem futile. Who
does he/she know which of us you/he/she is corrected?--or if our difference of opinion cannot be
a difference in our years? If everybody that loves each other were of the same
opinion, way of living would be monotonous, and conversation flabby. Then humor
on. You are happy. Allow me to be.
Sick
June 20 th 1914.
I have received as soon as Your letter--the last, you say, that you can send
before you sail again away for "You Earth of the Free one and the House of the
It faces", where you still seem to touch that is my duty to return to
die. I vote me I won't discuss again that with you. Poverty is a
thing of unpretty and poverty anymore the maturity simply horrid in the marvelous one
earth that he/she saw my birth, and to that I take away my sun-bonnet in
reverent admiration, in very the same spirit that the farmers still
discovers of forehead to a shrine. But it is the earth of the young one the,
energetic, and the ambitious one, the ideal house of the very rich one and the
classes that you/they work. I am not none of those--from now me I am here. I turn my
eyes to the thick west with a strange kind of the surprised pride. If I were a
foreigner--of some run but French--me 'ds work there out my passage in a
ship emigrated. As it is, I made there forty-five years of hard labor,
and I consider that I earned the liberty to die where I arrange.
I can see in the eye" of the "my mind the shine in the Your as You wrote--and