Typing 2015 ＜21＞ ダイエット・名古屋・その後

" What on earth does she mean ? " demanded Marilla , staring at Matthew .
　" Sheーshe's just referring to some conversation we had on the road ,"
　said Matthew hastily .
　" I'm going out to put the mare in , Marilla . Have tea ready when I come back . "

　" Did Mrs. Spencer bring anybody over besides you ? " continued Marilla when
　Matthew had gone out .

　" She brought Lily Jones for herself . Lily is only five years old and she is very
　beautiful and had nut-brown hair . If I was very beautiful and had nut-brown hair
　would you keep me ? "

　" No. We want a boy to help Matthew on the farm . A girl would be of no use to
　us . Take off your hat . I'll lay it and your bag on the hall table . "

　Anne took off her hat meekly . Matthew came back presently and they sat down
　to supper . But Anne could not eat . In vain she nibbled at the bread and butter
　and pecked at the crab-apple preserve out of the little scalloped glass dish by
　her plate . She did not really make any headway at all .


" You're not eating anything , " said Marilla sharply , eying her as if it were
　a serious shortcoming . Anne sighed .
　" I can't . I'm in the depths of despair . Can you eat when you are in the depths
　of despair ? "

　" I've never been in the depths of despair , so I can't say , " responded Marilla .

　" Weren't you ? Well , did you ever try to IMAGINE you were in the depths of
　despair ? "

　" No , I didn't . "

　" Then I don't think you can understand what it's like . It's very uncomfortable
　feeling indeed . When you try to eat a lump comes right up in your throat and
　you can't swallow anything , not ever if it was a chocolate caramel . I had one
　chocolate caramel once two years ago and it was simply delicious . I've often
　dreamed since then that I had a lot of chocolate caramels , but I always wake
　up just when I'm going to eat them . I do hope you won't be offended because
　I can't eat . Everything is extremely nice , but still I cannot eat . "


　＜ダイエット話＞も＜名古屋話＞も、いろいろ書きたいんだけど・・・時間がない (>_<)
　ってことで・・・
　つづきは、また今度

Typing 2015 ＜20＞ 恒例！？秋のダイエット！ (>_<)

Something like a reluctant smile , rather rusty from long disuse , mellowed
　Marilla's grim expression .

　" Well , don't cry any more . We're not going to turn you out-of-doors to-night .
　You'll have to stay here until we investigate this affair . What's your name ? "

　The child hesitated for a moment .
　" Will you please call me Cordelia ? " she said eagerly .

　" CALL you Cordelia ? Is that your name ? "

　" No-o-o , it's not exactly my name , but I would love to be called Cordelia .
　It's such a perfectly elegant name . "

　" I don't know what on earth you mean . If Cordelia isn't your name ,
　what is?"

　" Anne Shirley , " reluctantly faltered forth the owner of that name ,
　" but , oh , please do call me Cordelia . It can't matter much to you what
　you call me if I'm only going to be here a little while , can it ? And Anne is
　such an unromantic name . "
　" Unromantic fiddlesticks ! " said the unsympathetic Marilla . " Anne is a
　real good plain sensible name . You've no need to be ashamed of it .

　" Oh , I'm not ashamed of it , " explained Anne , " only I like Cordelia better .
　I've always imagined that my name was Cordeliaーat least , I always have of
　late years . When I was young I used to imagine it was Geraldine , but I like
　Cordelia better now . But if you call me Anne please call me Anne spelled
　with an E . "

　" What difference does it make how it's spelled ? " asked Marilla with another
　rusty smile as she picked up the teapot .

　"Oh , it makes SUCH a difference . It LOOKS so much nicer . When you hear
　a name pronounced can't you always see it in your mind , just as if it was
　printed out ? I can ; and A-n-n looks dreadful , but A-n-n-e looks so much
　more distinguished . If you'll only call me Anne spelled with an E I shall try to
　reconcile myself to not being called Cordelia . "
　
　" Very well , then , Anne spelled with an E , can you tell us how this mistake
　came to be made? We sent word to Mrs. Spencer to bring us a boy . Were
　there no boys at the asylum ? "

　" Oh , yes , there was an abundance of them . But Mrs. Spencer said
　DISTINCTLY that you wanted a girl about eleven years old . And the matron
　said she thought I would do . You don't know how delighted I was . I couldn't
　sleep all last night for joy . Oh , " she added reproachfully ,
　turning to Matthew , "why didn't you tell me at the station that you didn't
　want me and leave me there ? If I hadn't seen the White Way of Delight and
　the Lake of Shining Waters it wouldn't be so hard . "

　すいかで夏太りするのは、いつものこと。
　秋口に届く葡萄が、さらに追い討ちをかけるのも、いつものこと。
　今年は、そのタイミングでランチして甘いものを少し多めに
　いただいてしまったものですから・・・・・取り返しのつかない状態！？状況に
　陥ってしまっている。
　
　とにかく、今週中にまずは１キロ確実に減量しなくては
　（このままでは、名古屋に行けないのだ）
　今から、ちょっとウォーキングしてきます
　では、また。

Typing 2015 ＜19＞ 男子バレー２ ♪

Marilla came briskly forward as Matthew opened the door. But when her eyes
　fell of the odd little figure in the stiff , ugly dress , with the long braids of red
　hair and the eager , luminous eyes , she stopped short in amazement .
　" Matthew Cuthbert , who's that ? " she ejaculated . " Where is the boy ? "

　" There wasn't any boy , " said Matthew wretchedly . " There was only HER . "
　He nodded at the child , remembering that he had never even asked her name .

　" No boy ! But there MUST have been a boy , " insisted Marilla .
　" We sent word to Mrs. Spencer to bring a boy . "

　" Well , she didn't . She brought HER . I asked the station-master . And I had
　to bring her home . She couldn't be left there , no matter where the mistake
　had come in . "

　" Well , this is a pretty piece of business ! " ejaculated Marilla .

During this dialogue the child had remained silent , her eyes roving from one
　to the other , all the animation fading out of her face . Suddenly she seemed
　to grasp the full meaning of what had been said . Dropping her precious
　carpet-bag she sprang forward a step and clasped her hands .
　" You don't want me ! " she cried . " You don't want me because I'm not a boy !
　I might have expected it . Nobody ever did want me . I might have known it
　was all too beautiful to last . I might have known nobody really did want me .
　Oh , what shall I do ? I'm going to burst into tears ! "

Burst into tears she did. Sitting down on a chair by the table, flinging her arms
　out upon it , and burying her face in them , she proceeded to cry stormily . Marilla
　and Matthew looked at each other deprecatingly across the stove . Neither of
　them knew what to say of do . Finally Marilla stepped lamely into the breach .

" Well , well , there's no need to cry so about it . "
　" Yes , there IS meed ! " The child raised her head quickly , revealing a tear-
　stained face and trembling lips . " YOU would cry , too , if you were an orphan
　and had come to a place you thought was going to be home and found that they
　didn't want you because you weren't a boy . Oh, this is the most TRAGICAL thing
　that ever happened to me ! "


男子バレーには、想像以上に、はまってしまった
ジャニーズが歌うテーマソングまで覚えてしまう勢い！？（笑）
というと、どのくらいはまったのかが分かっていただけるだろうか？

連休中の代々木の３連戦は、昼の試合だったので録画予約をして出かけ、
夜にゆっくりじっくり楽しみました

前回、「勝ち試合は観ていてホント楽しい」と書いたけど・・・訂正します！
結果的には勝てなかった試合も最後までわくわくしながら全部楽しく観ました
本当に惜しくて悔しい場面もいっぱいあったけど、
日々進化していく若い力・あきらめない姿に元気をもらった気がしま～す

Typing 2015 ＜18＞ 男子バレー♪

" No , she didn'tーreally she didn't . All she said might just as well have
　been about most of those other places . I hadn't any real idea what it
　looked like . But just as soon as I saw it I felt it was home . Oh , it seems
　as if I must be in a dream . Do you know , my arm must be black and blue
　from the elbow up , for I've pinched myself so many times today . Every
　little while a horrible sickening feeling would come over me and I'd be so
　afraid it was all a dream . Then I'd pinch myself to see if it was realーuntil
　suddenly I remembered that even supposing it was only a dream I'd better
　go on dreaming as long as I could ; so I stopped pinching . But it IS real
　and we're nearly home ."

With a sign of rapture she relapsed into silence. Matthew stirred uneasily .
　He felt glad that it would be Marilla and not he who would have to tell this
　waif of the world that the home she longed for was not to be hers after all .
　They drove over Lynde's Hollow , where it was already quite dark , but not
　so dark that Mrs. Rachel could not see them from her window vantage , and
　up the hill and into the long lane of Green Gables . By the time they arrived
　at the house Matthew was shrinking from the approaching revelation with
　an energy he did not understand . It was not of Marilla or himself he was
　thinking of the trouble this mistake was probably going to make for them ,
　but of the child's disappointment . When he thought of that rapt light being
　quenched in her eyes he had an uncomfortable feeling that he was going to
　assist at murdering somethingーmuch the same feeling that came over him
　when he had to kill a lamb or calf or any other innocent little creature .


The yard was quite dark as they turned into it and the poplar leaves were
　rustling silkily all round it .
　" Listen to the trees talking in their sleep ," she whispered , as he lifted her
　to the ground . " What nice dreams they must have ! "

　Then , holding tightly to the carpet-bag which contained " all her worldly goods ,"
　she followed him into the house .


　女子バレーのほうは、世陸とかぶってたりしたので見れなかった。（見なかった）
　かわりに、男子バレーを観ている（先日のランチ会でＹさんにもすすめられたし～）
　
　これまでに観た試合は、すべて３－０のストレート勝ち
　勝ち試合は観ていてホント楽しい
　
　久しぶりに観る男子バレーは、知らない選手ばかりなのだけど・・・
　柳田、石川、山内、そして主将の清水選手の顔は最初に覚えた
　なんと！主将の清水選手は、あの中島美嘉の旦那さまですってびっくり
　清水は、サーブもスパイクもピカイチだ
　今夜のイラン戦も応援するぞ～～～p(^^)q

Typing 2015 ＜17＞ 『のんのんびより』♪

" I wish there had been a schoolmaster like that around when I was born ,
　then . Oh , here we are at the bridge . I'm going to shut my eyes tight . I'm
　always afraid going over bridges . I can't help imagining that perhaps just as
　we get to the middle, they'll crumple up like a jack-knife and nip us . So I
　shut my eyes . But I always have to open them for all when I think we're
　getting near the middle . Because , you see , if the bridge DID crumple up
　I'd want to SEE it crumple . What a jolly rumble it makes ! I always like the
　rumble part of it . Isn't it splendid there are so many things to like in this
　world ? There we're over . Now I'll look back . Good night , dear Lake of
　Shining Waters . I always say good night to the things I love , just as I would
　to people . I think they like it . That water looks as if it was smiling at me ."


When they had driven up the further hill and around a corner Matthew said :
　" We're pretty near home now . That's Green Gables overー "

　" Oh , don't tell me ," she interrupted breathlessly , catching at his partially
　raised arm and shutting her eyes that she might not see his gesture . " Let
　me guess . I'm sure I'll guess right ."

　She opened her eyes and looked about her . They were on the crest of a hill .
　The sun had set some time since , but the landscape was still clear in the
　mellow afterlight . To the west a dark church spire rose up against a marigold
　sky . Below was a little valley and beyond a long , gently-rising slope with
　snug farmsteads scattered along it . From one to another the child's eyes
　darted , eager and wistful . At last they lingered on one away to the left ,
　far back from the road , dimly white with blossoming trees in the twilight of
　the surrounding woods . Over it , in the stainless southwest sky , a great
　crystal-white star was shining like a lamp of guidance and promise .


　" That's it , isn't it ? " she said , pointing .
　Matthew slapped the reins on the sorrel's back delightedly .

　" Well now , you've guessed it ! But I reckon Mrs. Spencer described it so's
　you could tell ."


　昨日は、高校の文化祭に行ってきました。（息子の卒業後もなぜか毎年行く親～（笑））
　天気はくもりでそよ吹く風が心地良い文化祭日和～
　ところが・・「今年は涼しくていいわ～」と喜ぶもつかの間・・・
　一歩校内に足を踏み入れれば・・人人人　通路は熱気むんむん
　今年は※＜クイ研人気＞も手伝ってか！？いつも以上の大盛況
　外の涼しさには関係なく、やっぱ暑かった～熱かった～
　※（直前にオンエアの高校生クイズで久しぶりの優勝クイ研＝クイズ研究会）

　で、タイトルの『のんのんびより』とは？？？（・・？）
　文化祭とは何の関係も無くて、最近はまっているアニメなのん

Typing 2015 ＜16＞ 恋仲 ・゜★,。・:*:・゜☆

They had driven over the crest of a hill . Below them was a pond , looking
　almost like a river so long and winding was it . A bridge spanned it midway
　and from there to its lower end , where an amber-hued belt of sand-hills
　shut it in from the dark blue gulf beyond , the water was a glory of many
　shifting huesーthe most spiritual shadings of crocus and rose and ethereal
　green , with other elusive tintings for which no name has ever been found .
　Above the bridge the pond ran up into fringing groves of fir and maple and
　lay all darkly translucent in their wavering shadows . Here and there a wild
　plum leaned out from the bank like a white-clan girl tip-toeing to her own
　reflection . From the marsh at the head of the pond came the clear ,
　mournfully-sweet chorus of the frogs . There was a little gray house peering
　around a white apple orchard on a slope beyond and , although it was not yet
　quite dark , a light was shining from one of its windows .


" That's Barry's pond ," said Matthew .
　" Oh , I don't like that name , either . I shall call itーlet me seeーthe Lake
　of Shining Waters . Yes , that is the right name for it . I know because of the
　thrill . When I hit on a name that suits exactly it gives me a thrill . Do things
　ever give you a thrill ? "

　Matthew ruminated .

　" Well now , yes . It always kind of gives me a thrill to see them ugly white
　grubs that spade up in the cucumber beds . I hate the look of them ."

　" Oh , I don't think that can be exactly the same kind of a thrill . Do you think
　it can ? There doesn't seem to be much connection between grubs and lakes
　of shining waters , does there ? But why do other people call it Barry's pond ?"

　" I reckon because Mr. Barry lives up there in that house . Orchard Slope's the
　name of his place . If it wasn't for that big bush behind it you could see Green
　Gables from here . But we have to go over the bridge and round by the road , so
　it's near half a mile further ."

" Has Mr. Barry any little girls ? Well , not so very little eitherーabout my size ."

　" He's got one about eleven . Her name is Diana ."

　" Oh !" with a long indrawing of breath . " What a perfectly lovely name ! "

　" Well now , I dunno . There's something dreadful heathenish about it , seems
　to me . I'd ruther Jane or Mary or some sensible name like that . But when
　Diana was born there was a schoolmaster boarding there and they gave him
　the naming of her and he called her Diana ."


　今クールのドラマは、月９の『恋仲』に一番はまってるかな～
　確か・・来週が最終回みたいだけど、どう盛り上げてくれるかが楽しみ～
　初回は富山が舞台になっていて驚いたのと、その富山でのシーン＜女子高生役の本田翼の笑顔＞に
　ちょっと感動　何故かこれまで彼女に地味なイメージしか抱いてなかったんだけど・・・
　笑顔のかわいさにびっくり！新鮮な感動を覚えた（ふふ・・ちょっとおおげさ！？（笑））
　
　夏らしい花火と浴衣姿のシーンや、音楽では家入レオの曲が効果的に使われていてＮｉｃｅ
　「ラムネのような甘酸っぱい郷愁をそそる恋に期待！」とどこかに書いてあったけど・・・
　そんな透明感を感じさせてくれるドラマだなと思った

Summer Typing 2015 ＜15＞ ラスト！？

The " Avenue , " so called by the Newbridge people , was a stretch of road
　four or five hundred yards long , completely arched over with huge , wide-
　spreading apple-trees , planted years ago by an eccentric old farmer .
　Overhead was one long canopy of snowy fragrant bloom . Below the boughs
　the air was full of a purpletwilight and far ahead a glimpse of painted sunset
　sky shone like a great rose window at the end of a cathedral aisle .

Its beauty seemed to strike the child dumb . She leaned back in the buggy ,
　her thin hands clasped before her , her face lifted rapturously to the white
　splendor above . Even when they had passed out and were driving down the
　long slope to Newbridge she never moved or spoke . Still with rapt face she
　gazed afar into the sunset west , with eyes that saw visions trooping splendidly
　across that glowing background . Through Newbridge , a bustling little village
　where dogs barked at them and small boys hooted and curious faces peered
　from the windows , they drove , still in silence . When three more miles had
　dropped away behind them the child had not spoken . She could keep silence ,
　it was evident , as energetically as she could talk .

" I guess you're feeling pretty tired and hungry , " Matthew ventured to say
　at last , accounting for her long visitation of dumbness with the only reason
　he could think of . " But we haven't very far to go nowーonly another mile . "

　She came out of her reverie with a deep sigh and looked at him with the dreamy
　gaze of a soul that had been wondering afar , star-led .
　" Oh , Mr. Cuthbert , " she whispered , " that place we came throughーthat
　white placeーwhat was it ? "

　" Well now , you must mean the Avenue , " said Matthew after a few moments'
　profound reflection . " It is a kind of pretty place ."

　" Pretty ? Oh , PRETTY doesn't seem the right word to use . Nor beautiful ,
　either . They don't go far enough . Oh , it was wonderfulーwonderful . It's the
　first thing I ever saw that couldn't be improved upon by imagination . It just
　satisfies me here " ーshe put one hand on her breastー " it made a queer funny
　ache and yet it was a pleasant ache . Did you ever have an ache like that ,
　Mr. Cuthbert ? "

　" Well now , I just can't recollect that I ever had . "

" I have it lots of timeーwhenever I see anything royally beautiful . But they
　shouldn't call that lovely place the Avenue . There is no meaning in a name
　like that . They should call itー let me seeーthe White Way of Delight . Isn't that
　a nice imaginative name ? When I don't like the name of a place or a person
　I always imagine a new one and always think of them so . There was a girl at
　the asylum whose name was Hepzibah Jenkins , but I always imagined her as
　Rosalia DeVere . Other people may call that place the Avenue , but I shall
　always call it the White Way of Delight . Have we really only another mile to
　go before we get home ? I'm glad and I'm sorry . I'm sorry because this drive
　has been so pleasant and I'm always sorry when pleasant things end . Something
　still pleasanter may come after, but you can never be sure . And it's so often
　the case that it isn't pleasanter . That has been my experience anyhow . But
　I'm glad to think of getting home. You see, I've never had a real home since I
　can remember . It gives me that pleasant ache again just to think of coming to
　a really truly home . Oh, isn't that pretty ! "

　
　とりあえず＜Summer Typing＞は、今日で終了
　ですが・・・
　まだ、物語は始まったばかりなので、ある程度、気がすむまで
　＜アン＞のタイピングを楽しみたいと思います

　ということで、＜Ｋａｆｋａ＞は、しばらくお休み～

Summer Typing 2015 ＜14＞ 白えび！

" Fancy . It's always been one of my dreams to live near a brook . I never
　expected I would , though . Dreams don't often come true , do they ?
　Wouldn't it be nice if they did? But just now I feel pretty nearly perfectly
　happy . I can't feel exactly perfectly happy becauseーwell , what color
　would you call this ? "

　She twitched one of her long glossy braids over her thin shoulder and held
　it up before Matthew's eyes . Matthew was not used to deciding on the tints
　of ladies' tresses , but in this case there couldn't be much doubt .

　" It's red , ain't it ? " he said .

　The girl let the braid drop back with a sigh that seemed to come from her
　very toes and to exhale forth all the sorrows of the ages .

" Yes , it's red , " she said resignedly . " Now you see why I can't be perfectly
　happy . Nobody could who has red hair . I don't mind the other things so muchー
　the freckles and the green eyes and my skinniness . I can imagine them away .
　I can imagine that I have a beautiful rose-leaf complexion and lovely starry violet
　eyes . But I CANNOT imagine that red hair away . I do my best . I think to myself ,
　' Now my hair is a glorious black , black as the raven's wing .' But all the time
　I KNOW it is just plain red and it breaks my heart . It will be my lifelong sorrow .
　I read of a girl once in a novel who had a lifelong sorrow but it wasn't red hair .
　Her hair was pure gold rippling back from her alabaster brow . What is an alabaster
　brow ? I never could find out . Can you tell me ? "

　" Well now , I'm afraid I can't ," said Matthew , who was getting a little dizzy .
　He felt as he had once felt in his rash youth when another boy had enticed him
　on the merry-go-round at a picnic .
　" Well , whatever it was it must have been something nice because she was divinely
　beautiful . Have you ever imagined what it must feel like to be divinely beautiful ? "

　" Well now , no , I haven't , " confessed Matthew ingenuously .

　" I have , often . Which would you rather be if you had the choiceーdivinely beautiful
　or dazzlingly clever or angelically good ? "

　" Well now , IーI don't know exactly . "

　" Neither do I . I can never decide . But it doesn't make much real difference for it
　isn't likely I'll ever be either . It's certain I'll never be angelically good .
　Mrs. Spencer saysーoh , Mr. Cuthbert ! Oh , Mr. Cuthbert ! ! Oh , Mr. Cuthbert ! ! ! "

　That was not what Mrs. Spencer had said ; neither had the child tumbled out of
　the buggy nor had Matthew done anything astonishing . They had simply rounded
　a curve in the road and found themselves in the " Avenue ."


　今日は、洗濯日和・・ってほどじゃないけど・・明日からの天気予報が ぱっとしないので、
　今日のうちにと、洗濯洗濯洗濯３回！p(^^)q

　そこへ、お友達から「今北陸新幹線で富山に向かってま～す」とメールが
　う、うらやましい！！！私も北陸新幹線乗りた～い
　その後、その友達にお願いして、お昼に食べた＜白えびづくしランチ＞を写メしてもらう
　白えびのかき揚げ！？が、さっくさくで美味しそう

　う～～。さくさく天ぷら食べた～い。。。　
　今日の夜は・・・天ぷらにしようかな。　あー。さくさく極上天ぷら食べた～い！
　

Summer Typing 2015 ＜13＞ ２００が楽しみ♪

" Well , that is one of the things to find out sometime . Isn't it splendid
　to think of all the things there are to find out ,about ? It just makes me
　feel glad to be aliveーit's such an interesting world . It wouldn't be half
　so interesting if we know all about everything , would it ? There'd be no
　scope for imagination then , would there ? But an I talking too much ?
　People are always telling me I do . Would you rather I didn't talk ? If you
　say so I'll stop . I can STOP when I make up my mind to it , although it's
　difficult . "

Matthew , much to his own surprise , was enjoying himself . Like most
　quiet folks hi liked talkative people when they were willing to do the talking
　themselves and did not expect him to keep up his end of it . But he had
　never expected to enjoy the society of a little girl . Women were bad enough
　in all conscience , but little girls were worse . He detested the way they
　had of sidling past him timidly , with sidewise glances , as if they expected
　him to gobble them up at a mouthful if they ventured to say a word . That
　was the Avonlea type of well-bred little girl . But this freckled witch was
　very different , and although he found it rather difficult for hos slower
　intelligence to keep up with her brisk mental processes he thought that he !
　" kind of liked her chatter . " So he said as shyly as usual :
　" Oh , you can talk as much as you like . I don't mind . "
　" Oh , I'm so glad . I know you and I are going to get along together fine .
　It's such a relief to talk when one wants to and not be told that children
　should be seen and not heard . I've had that said to me a million times if
　I have once . And people laugh at me because I use big words . But if you
　have bib ideas you have to use big words to express them , haven't you ? "

　" Well now , that seems reasonable , " said Matthew .

"Mrs. Spencer said that my tongue must be hung in the middle. But it isn't
　ーit's firmly fastened at one end . Mrs. Spencer said your place was named
　Green Gables . I asked her all about it . And she said there were trees all around
　it . I was gladder than ever . I just love trees . And there weren't any at all
　about the asylum , only a few poor weeny-teeny things out in front with little
　whitewashed cagey things about them . They just looked like orphans themselves ,
　those trees did . It used to make me want to cry to look at them . I used to say
　to them , ' Oh , you POOR little things ! If you were out in a great big woods with
　other trees all around you and little mosses and Junebells growing over your roots
　and a brook not far away and birds singing in you branches , you could grow ,
　couldn't you ? But you can't where you are . I know just exactly how you feel , little
　trees . ' I felt sorry to leave them behind this morning . You do get so attached
　to things like that, don't you? Is there a brook anywhere hear Green Gables?
　I forgot to ask Mrs. Spender that . "

　" Well now , yes , there's one right below the house . "


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With this Matthew's companion stopped talking , partly because she was
　out of breath and partly because they had reached the buggy . Not another
　word did she say until they had left the village and were driving down a steep
　little hill , the road part of which had been cut so deeply into the soft soil ,
　that the banks , fringed with blooming wild cherry-trees and slim white birches ,
　were several feet above their heads . The child put out her hand and broke off
　a breach of wild plum that brushed against the side of the buggy .

　" Isn't that beautiful ? What did that tree , leaning out from the bank , all white
　and lacy , make you think of ? " she asked .

　" Well now , I dunno ," said Matthew .


" Why , a bride , of courseーa bride all in white with a lovely misty veil .
　I've never seen one , but I can-imagine what she would look like . I don't
　ever expect to be a bride myself . I'm so homely nobody will ever want to
　marry meーunless it might be a foreign missionary . I suppose a foreign
　missionary mightn't be very particular . But I do hope that some day I shall
　have a white dress . That is my highest ideal of earthly bliss . I just love pretty
　clothes . And I've never had a pretty dress in my life that I can rememberー
　but of course it's all the more to look forward to , isn't it ? And then I can
　imagine that I'm dressed gorgeously . This morning when I left the asylum
　I felt so ashamed because I had to wear this horrid old wincey dress . All the
　orphans had to wear them , you know . A merchant in Hopeton last winter
　donated three hundred yards of wincey to the asylum . Some people said it was
　because he couldn't sell it , but I'd rather believe that it was out of the kindness
　of his heart , wouldn't you ? When we got on the train I felt as if everybody
　must be looking at me and pitying me . But I just went to work and imagined
　that I had on the most beautiful pale blue silk dressーbecause when you ARE
　imagining you might as well imagine something worth whileーand a big hat all
　flowers and nodding plumes , and a gold watch , and kid gloves and boots .
　I felt cheered up right away and I enjoyed my trip to the Island with all my might .
　I wasn't a bit sick coming over in the boat . Neither was Mrs. Spencer although
　she generally is . She said she hadn't time to get sick , watching to see that
　I didn't fall overboard . She said she never saw the beat of me for prowling about .
　But if it kept her from being seasick it's a mercy I did prowl , isn't it ? And I
　wanted to see everything that was to be seen on that boat , because I didn't
　know whether I'd ever have another opportunity . Oh , there are a lot more
　cherry-trees all in bloom ! This Island is the bloomiest place . I just love it already ,
　and I'm so glad I'm going to live here . I've always heard that Prince Edward Island
　was the prettiest place in the world , and I used to imagine I was living here , but
　I never really expected I would . It's delightful when your imaginations come true ,
　isn't it ? But those red roads are so funny . When we got into the train at
　Charlottetown and the red roads began to flash past I asked Mrs . Spencer what
　made them red and she said she didn't know and for pity's sake not to ask her
　any more questions . She said I must have asked her a thousand already . I suppose
　I had , too , but how you going to find out about things if you don't ask questions ?
　And what DOES make the roads red ? "

　"Well now , I dunno ," said Matthew.
　


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