Sublime

little crook,

He decided that she should write stories and books and in 1925, as an encouragement, he took one of her plays for children, The Knave of Hearts, and had Scribners publish it in a large-format volume with lavish illustrations by Maxfield Parrish, a friend of the Perkinses who lived across the Connecticut River from Windsor. Parrish collectors consid

Ida B. Wells.”

Wally Brown

“I’m Mrs. Burns-Cooper,” said the woman, “and after this, well, it’s all right this time, because it’s your first time, but after this time always use the back entrance.” There is a pear in my icebox, and one end of rye bread. Except for three Irish potatoes and a cup of flour and the empty Christmas boxes, there is absolutely nothing on my shelf.