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my hands. I saw no other way than to waken Myra - which I did after a great amount of calling and shaking. She was terribly frightened, said she thought the house was on fire. And I was laughing all the time. Being disapointed in not finding the house on fire, she did not deem it necessary to leave her bed of ease for ice-cream, until over and over again laid before her arrived the desperateness of the case, the utter imposibility of my eating all that ice-cream. I won my point, for she arose; and we set to, and finished the ice-cream. And I do hereby certify that it didn't finish us although we went to bed immediately after eating it.
Mark and I went down to see the crabs while ago - Mrs. Swift had a great basket of them and they were fairly kicking. They amused Mark very much. I rather shuddered at the idea of cooking them alive; but I gladly took the ones that had been cooked (which Mrs. Swift gave me). I relished them too. Maybe I shall paint a shell -
 
June 10th, 91! (Wednesday) - A date that I write only once a year. Nothing strange about that. But it is my birthday, is why the fact needs mention. Eighteen!!!!! Whew! Getting along in years, ain't I? I used to think I should be a "big girl" when eighteen, but I seem to be only a little girl, after-all. I have years before me if I live; and if that "if" proves to be very large - then I shant need to accomplish anything. Keep that charming philosophy?