It's more fun to hear her tell of how she worried over a boy coming into the family.

The whole house is filled from one end to the other with Uncle Cassius' treasures that he's been collecting for years.

You're liable to stumble over a stuffed armadillo or a petrified slice of some prehistoric monster anywhere at all.

I found a mummy case in the library closet, but there wasn't anything in it at all, and I was awfully disappointed.

I don't know but what I like it after all, although I miss you fearfully, dear nestful of robins.