Then he went into granma's mas room and turned the
buro drawers and trunk inside out and threw the things in them all
about. All he found was a purse with a dollar in it and he swore
about it and took it and went away. When granma was sure he was
really gone she broke down and cried. She forgot all about the
bread and it burned as black as coal. When she smelled it burning
granma run and pulled it out. She was awful scared the locket was
spoiled but she sawed open the loaf and it was there safe and
sound. When her Aunt Hannah came back she said granma deserved
the locket because she had saved it so clever and she gave it to
her and grandma always wore it and was very proud of it. And
granma used to say that was the only loaf of bread she ever
spoiled in her life.
PETER CRAIG.
(FELICITY: "Those stories are all very well but they are only true
stories. It's easy enough to write true stories. I thought Peter
was appointed fiction editor, but he has never written any fiction
since the paper started. That's not MY idea of a fiction editor.
He ought to make up stories out of his own head." PETER,
SPUNKILY: "I can do it, too, and I will next time. And it ain't
easier to write true stories.
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