Aunt Mary's Memoirs: XVII

As a school girl, I was taken to my Aunt Mary and Uncle John's house in South Philadelphia for three days vacation every summer. I looked forward to this, and Mother made me new dresses because usually I was taken by my aunt to the zoo or the seashore, or visiting, so must look nice. But from the very first evening I was terribly homesick. While there, I had to sit decorously on the front marble steps, primly washed and dressed, amusing myself with a book. At home, I would have been busy racing around the yard playing games with the rest of them.