our room very attractive. The woodwork is stained a walnut brown, oil
finish, and the floor is stained and oiled just like it. In the corners
by the stove and before the windows we take our comfort.

From some broken bamboo fishing-rods I made frames for two screens.
These I painted black with some paint that was left from the buggy, and
Gavotte fixed the screens so they will stay balanced, and put in
casters for me. I had a piece of blue curtain calico and with
brass-headed tacks I put it on the frame of Jerrine's screen, then I
mixed some paste and let her decorate it to suit herself on the side
that should be next her corner. She used the cards you sent her. Some
of the people have a suspiciously tottering appearance, perhaps not so
very artistic, but they all mean something to a little girl whose
small fingers worked patiently to attain satisfactory results. She has
a set of shelves on which her treasures of china are arranged. On the
floor is a rug made of two goatskins dyed black, a present from
Gavotte, who heard her admiring Zebbie's bearskin. She has a tiny red
rocking-chair which she has outgrown, but her rather dilapidated family
of dolls use it for an automobile. For a seat for herself she has a
small hassock that you gave me, and behind the blue screen is a world
apart.

My screen is made just like Jerrine's except that the cover is cream
material with sprays of wild roses over it. In my corner I have a cot
made up like a couch. One of my pillows is covered with some checked
gingham that "Dawsie" cross-stitched for me. I have a cabinet bookcase
made from an old walnut bedstead that was a relic of the Mountain
Meadow Massacre. Gavotte made it for me. In it I have my few books,
some odds and ends of china, all gifts, and a few fossil curios. For a
floor-covering I have a braided rug of blue and white, made from old