She Had Had The Pain; It Had

Oh, I Wish I Was Young Again When Everything Seemed So Wonderful!

I Hate All Those Flirty-birty Games That Women Make Up. Life's Too Short. If You Ever Find A Man You Love, Don't Waste Time Hanging Your Head And Simpering. Go Right Up To Him And Say, 'i Love You. How About Getting Married?

Yes, When I Get Big And Have My Own Home, No Plush Chairs And Lace Curtains For Me. And No Rubber Plants. I'll Have A Desk Like This In My Parlor And White Walls And A Clean Green Blotter Every Saturday Night And A Row Of Shining Yellow Pencils Always Sharpened For Writing And A Golden-brown Bowl With A Flower Or Some Leaves Or Berries Always In It And Books . . . Books . . . Books. . . .

From That Moment On, The World Was Hers For The Reading. She Would Never Be Lonely Again.

This Could Be A Whole Life," She Thought. "you Work Eight Hours A Day Covering Wires To Earn Money To Buy Food And To Pay For A Place To Sleep So That You Can Keep Living To Come Back To Cover More Wires. Some People Are Born And Kept Living Just To Come To This.