dear enemy-第9章
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pplication to Miss Snaith。 Yesterday； in his suspicious Scotch fashion； he began nosing about to find out why the poor little rats weren't fattening up as fast as he thought they ought； and he un earthed a hideous scandal。 They haven't received a whiff of cod… liver oil for three whole weeks！ At that point he exploded； and all was joy and excitement and hysterics。
Betsy says that she had to send Sadie Kate to the laundry on an improvised errand； as his language was not fit for orphan ears。 By the time I got home he had gone； and Miss Snaith had retired； weeping； to her room； and the whereabouts of fourteen bottles of cod…liver oil was still unexplained。 He had accused her at the top of his voice of taking them herself。 Imagine Miss Snaith；she who looks so innocent and chinless and inoffensive stealing cod…liver oil from these poor helpless little orphans and guzzling it in private！
Her defense consisted in hysterical assertions that she loved the children； and had done her duty as she saw it。 She did not believe in giving medicine to babies； she thought drugs bad for their poor little stomachs。 You can imagine Sandy！ Oh； dear！ oh； dear！ To think I missed it！
Well； the tempest raged for three days； and Sadie Kate nearly ran her little legs off carrying peppery messages back and forth between us and the doctor。 It is only under stress that I communicate with him by telephone； as he has an interfering old termagant of a housekeeper who 〃listens in〃 on the down…stairs switch。 I don't wish the scandalous secrets of the John Grier spread abroad。 The doctor demanded Miss Snaith's instant dismissal； and I refused。 Of course she is a vague； unfocused； inefficient old thing； but she does love the children； and with proper supervision is fairly useful。
At least； in the light of her exalted family connections； I can't pack her off in disgrace like a drunken cook。 I am hoping in time to eliminate her by a process of delicate suggestion； perhaps I can make her feel that her health requires a winter in California。 And also； no matter what the doctor wants； so positive and dictatorial is his manner that just out of self… respect one must take the other side。 When he states that the world is round； I instantly assert it to be triangular。
Finally； after three pleasantly exhilarating days； the whole business settled itself。 An apology （a very dilute one） was extracted from him for being so unkind to the poor lady； and full confession； with promises for the future； was drawn from her。 It seems that she couldn't bear to make the little dears take the stuff； but； for obvious reasons； she couldn't bear to cross Dr。 MacRae； so she hid the last fourteen bottles in a dark corner of the cellar。 Just how she was planning to dispose of her loot I don't know。 Can you pawn cod…liver oil？
LATER。
Peace negotiations had just ended this afternoon； and Sandy had made a dignified exit； when the Hon。 Cyrus Wykoff was announced。 Two enemies in the course of an hour are really too much！
The Hon。 Cy was awfully impressed with the new dining room； especially when he heard that Betsy had put on those rabbits with her own lily…white hands。 Stenciling rabbits on walls； he allows； is a fitting pursuit for a woman； but an executive position like mine is a trifle out of her sphere。 He thinks it would be far wiser if Mr。 Pendleton did not give me such free scope in the spending of his money。
While we were still contemplating Betsy's mural flight； an awful crash came from the pantry； and we found Gladiola Murphy weeping among the ruins of five yellow plates。 It is sufficiently shattering to my nerves to hear these crashes when I am alone； but it is peculiarly shattering when receiving a call from an unsympathetic trustee。
I shall cherish that set of dishes to the best of my ability； but if you wish to see your gift in all its uncracked beauty； I should advise you to hurry North； and visit the John Grier Home without delay。
Yours as ever；
SALLIE。
March 26。 My dear Judy：
I have just been holding an interview with a woman who wants to take a baby home to surprise her husband。 I had a hard time convincing her that； since he is to support the child； it might be a delicate attention to consult him about its adoption。 She argued stubbornly that it was none of his business； seeing that the onerous work of washing and dressing and training would fall upon her。 I am really beginning to feel sorry for men。 Some of them seem to have very few rights。
Even our pugnacious doctor I suspect of being a victim of domestic tyranny； and his housekeeper's at that。 It is scandalous the way Maggie McGurk neglects the poor man。 I have had to put him in charge of an orphan。 Sadie Kate； with a very housewifely air； is this moment sitting cross…legged on the hearth rug sewing buttons on his overcoat while he is upstairs tending babies。
You would never believe it； but Sandy and I are growing quite confidential in a dour Scotch fashion。 It has become his habit； when homeward bound after his professional calls； to chug up to our door about four in the afternoon； and make the rounds of the house to make sure that we are not developing cholera morbus or infanticide or anything catching； and then present himself at four…thirty at my library door to talk over our mutual problems。
Does he come to see me？ Oh； no； indeed； he comes to get tea and toast and marmalade。 The man hath a lean and hungry look。 His housekeeper doesn't feed him enough。 As soon as I get the upper hand of him a little more； I am going to urge him on to revolt。
Meanwhile he is very grateful for something to eat； but oh； so funny in his attempts at social grace！ At first he would hold a cup of tea in one hand； a plate of muffins in the other； and then search blankly for a third hand to eat them with。 Now he has solved the problem。 He turns in his toes and brings his knees together； then he folds his napkin into a long； narrow wedge that fills the crack between them； thus forming a very workable pseudo lap； after that he sits with tense muscles until the tea is drunk。 I suppose I ought to provide a table； but the spectacle of Sandy with his toes turned in is the one gleam of amusement that my day affords。
The postman is just driving in with； I trust； a letter from you。 Letters make a very interesting break in the monotony of asylum life。 If you wish to keep this superintendent contented； you'd better write often。
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Mail received and contents noted。
Kindly convey my thanks to Jervis for three alligators in a swamp。 He shows rare artistic taste in the selection of his post cards。 Your seven…page illustrated letter from Miami arrives at the same time。 I should have known Jervis from the palm tree perfectly； even without the label； as the tree has so much the more hair of the two。 Also； I have a polite bread…and…butter letter from my nice young man in Washington； and a book from him； likewise a box of candy。 The bag of peanuts for the kiddies he has shipped by express。 Did you ever know such assiduity？
Jimmie favors me with the news that he is coming to visit me as soon as father can spare him from the factory。 The poor boy does hate that factory so！ It isn't that he is lazy； he just simply isn't interested in overalls。 But father can't understand such a lack of taste。 Having built up the factory； he of course has developed a passion for overalls； which should have been inherited by his eldest son。 I find it awfully convenient to have been born a daughter； I am not asked to like overalls； but am left free to follow any morbid career I may choose； such as this。
To return to my mail： There arrives an advertisement from a wholesale grocer； saying that he has exceptionally economical brands of oatmeal； rice； flour； prunes； and dried apples that he packs specially for prisons and charitable institutions。 Sounds nutritious； doesn't it？
I also have letters from a couple of farmers； each of whom would like to have a strong； husky boy of fourteen who is not afraid
