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steep slope. The living and dining rooms were at street level and there were two floors above and two below. Mother of course planted a rose garden of Irish Elegants outside the lowermost floor. We converted a room in it into a place to entertain our friends. Never mind that Father also used it for storing tools and machinery; plenty of space remained for dancing and horseplay. In no time, our house became a kind of off-campus club. Friends simply gathered there. They began staying overnight to such an extent that we had to buy some cots which were placed on the screen porches. The young men swarmed around Tid like bees around honeysuckle and one of them became unduly serious about her. After everyone else had gone to bed one night, we heard a scream. Then there was a ripping sound followed by a heavy thud in the garden. We found Tid on the porch on an upper floor. On the ground, forty feet below, lay the young man, groaning. Tid said he had asked her to marry him. When she replied that she was not interested, he threatened to jump off the porch.