it out. father sed he thougt it wood be all rite for
Cele to read novils but if mother sed no it was
going to be no and that is all there was about it.
Keene coodent keep still and sed it aint nice to read
dime novils and mother sed it is wirse to read Weded
but no Wife in the Legger and father sed that is jest
dam rite Joey, he calls mother Joey, and so Keene
has got to stop reading that story. Cele cried and
Keene was mad. i dident yip and nothing was sed
about me. i know when to keep quiet as well as
the nex one. this is one of them times. after we
had went out i told Cele i wood read it and tell her
all about it but she sed no it woodent be rite and she
went off balling and wiping her eyes. she red 2
palsams today to make up. i am glad i havent got
a New England consciense. it is a awful thing to
have when they is enny fun going. i hoap i shal
never have one.

August 10, 186---brite and fair. the ferst chirch
is going to have a picknic a week from nex Tuesday.
father says i cant go becaus i am a unitarial. i dont
see why. i used to go to the ferst chirch.

August 11, 186---sunday today. it raned hard
all day. it is the ferst time i ever gnew it to rane on
sunday, and i gess it is the ferst time it ever did in
this wirld. I sed i wood like to go to the ferst
chirch and sunday school but father he sed not mutch
young man, but so long as you are so anchious to go
to chirch you can go to the Unitarial with your
sister Celia. i tride to get out of it but he made me go.
so me and Cele went. this is one of the times when
i dident know enuf to keep still. i am going to that
picknic sumhow. unitarials dont never have picknics.
that is the only thing i have got agenst them.

August 12, 186---in 3 weks from today school
begins again. i dont like to think of it. it is a
shaim. i waulked down town with the ferst chirch
minister Mister Borows today. he asted me why
we dident go to his chirch enny more and sed that
he missed my sisters singing in the quire. he dident
say ennything about missing me. i told him we was
all crasy to get back to his chirch and sunday school,
only i called it sabath school becaus ministers always
call it that and evrybody else doesnt. he asted me
if we become crasy to get back about the time we
heard of the picknic and i sed no not exackly then,
for we had always felt like that way but we was
more crasier when we heard of that. all he sed was
hum. that can meen most ennything you know. i