ernoon made t a piano—I  to take music lessons, so  oget s him.

    made  like s imes  anyo your Grandmoto him.

    t o say in t ood up and looked surprised. tled co the alley.

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    So long, oo old to climb to t of his house.

    Goss ! sher in here.’

    Portia ylittle s ed in a fara and gravy and grits and a feogete. Se tes of te until all ts  still s full.

    S about Mister Singer all t upstairs. But w y feeling.

    Doairs s sit still and study for test.

    It  on a c s big as a giant.

    Finally s out e box from under tomacebook. t ty songs no s feel satisfied e a sympra—e t? Sometimes several instruments played one note, so taff est paper—t an inc. e e se trument to se toget top of te SYMPters. And under t MICK KELLY. t go any further.

    If she could only have music lessons！

    If only she could have a real piano！

    A long time passed before s started. tunes e t looked like t play in t s on figuring until Etta and o the room and

    got into bed and said so turn t off because it was eleven oclock.

    -t OR six ia ed to o tor Copeland tion: You seen anybody ter from illie yet? And every nigo tell  hing.

    At last sion no more. So t  a oned and rings loose.

    February came. turned milder, t. trees and c of doors barefoo