The kitchen is going to have white woodwork, and blue walls and
blue linoleum, and new blue-and-white enamelled cooking things from start
to finish, with no iron in the bunch except two skillets saved for frying.
Even the dishpan is going to be blue, and she's crying and laughing same
time while she hems blue-and-white wash curtains for the windows. All the
house is going to have hardwood floors, the rooms cut more convenient; out
goes the old hall into just a small place to take off your wraps, and the
remainder added to the parlour. All the carpets and the old heavy curtains
are being ground up and woven into rugs. Gee, it's an insurrection! Ma
Harding and I surely started things when we planned to dose Junior on
Multiopolis, and let her 'view the landscape o'er.' You can tell by her
face she's seeing it! If she sails into the port o' glory looking more
glorified, it'll be a wonder! And Peter! You ought to see Peter! And
Junior! You should see Junior planning his room. And Mickey! You must see
Mickey planning his! And Mary and Bobbie! And above all, you should see
Lily! Last I saw of her, Peter was holding her under her arms, and she was
shoving her feet before her trying to lift them up a little.
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