Well, children, I hope for once you are satisfied with the amount of your correspondence.

My arm fairly aches with the weight of it.

I hope the letters are not so heavy inside as out." "I am quite satisfied, Papa, thank you," said Katy, looking up with a happy smile from Ned's letter, which she had torn open first of all.

"Are you going, dear ?" She laid her packages down to help him on with his coat.
Katy never forgot her father.
"Yes, I am going.

Time and rheumatism wait for no man.