It Will Come Sometime. Some Beautiful Morning

It's Dreadful What Little Things Lead People To Misunderstand Each Other.

[o]ne Can Dream So Much Better In A Room Where There Are Pretty Things.

I Must Get Out All My Ambitions And Dust Them.

All In All, It Was A Never-to-be-forgotten Summer — One Of Those Summers Which Come Seldom Into Any Life, But Leave A Rich Heritage Of Beautiful Memories In Their Going — One Of Those Summers Which, In A Fortunate Combination Of Delightful Weather, Delightful Friends And Delightful Doing, Come As Near To Perfection As Anything Can Come In This World.

But She Had Long Ago Learned That When She Wandered Into The Realm Of Fancy She Must Go Alone. The Way To It Was By An Enchanted Path Where Not Even Her Dearest Might Follow Her.