Dear Enemy by Jean Webster

DEAR ENEMY STONE GATE, WORCESTER, MASSACHUSETTS, December 27. Dear Judy: Your letter is here. I have read it twice, and with amazement. Do I understand that Jervis has given you, for a Christmas present, the making over of the John Grier Home into a model institution, and that you have chosen me to disburse the

Daddy-Long-Legs by Jean Webster

TO YOU Blue Wednesday The first Wednesday in every month was a Perfectly Awful Day–a day to be awaited with dread, endured with courage and forgotten with haste. Every floor must be spotless, every chair dustless, and every bed without a wrinkle. Ninety-seven squirming little orphans must be scrubbed and combed and buttoned into freshly