Uncle
forgets that there are books in his library, and books make one
think. They tell of life very different from mine. Why, Aun' Jinkey,
just think what a lonely girl I am! You are about the only one I can
talk to. Our neighbors are so far away and we live so secluded that
I scarcely have acquaintances of my own age. Aunt thinks young girls
should be kept out of society until the proper time, and that time
seems no nearer now than ever. If uncle and aunt loved me, it would
be different, but they have just got a stiff set of ideas about
their duty to me and another set about my duty to them. Why, uncle
laughed at a kitten the other day because it was kittenish, but he
has always wanted me to behave with the solemnity of an old cat. Oh,
dear! I'm SO tired. I wish something WOULD happen."
"Hit brokes me all up ter year you talk so, honey, en I bless de
Lawd 'tain' likely any ting gwinter hap'n in dese yere parts. De wah
am ragin' way off fum heah, nobody comin' wid news, en bimeby you
gits mo' settle down.
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