Now it is called "Let's Pretend." Now the chimney in the living-room draws, but in those first days of the built-over house it didn't.

At least, it didn't draw all the time, but we pretended that it did, and with much pretense came faith.

From the fireplace that smoked to the serious things of life we extended our pretendings, until real troubles went down before them--down and out.
It was one of Aiken's very best winters, and the earliest spring I ever lived anywhere.

R.H.D.came shortly after Christmas.

The spireas were in bloom, and the monthly roses; you could always find a sweet violet or two somewhere in the yard; here and there splotches of deep pink against gray cabin walls proved that precocious peach-trees were in bloom.