Our Philadelphia . ELEVENTH AND SPRUCE A CHILD IN PHILADELPHIA 35 shutters above, and along the red brick pavement rows oftrees which made Philadelphia the green country townof Penns desire, but the Philadelphians life a burden inthe springtime before the coming of the sparrows. Phila-delphia, as I think of it in the old days at the season whenthe leaves were growing green, is always heavy with theodour of the evil-smelling ailantus and full of measuring-worms falling upon me from every tree. My fear of Crazy Norah is hardly less clear in my early memoriesthan the terror these worms were to th
Our Philadelphia . ELEVENTH AND SPRUCE A CHILD IN PHILADELPHIA 35 shutters above, and along the red brick pavement rows oftrees which made Philadelphia the green country townof Penns desire, but the Philadelphians life a burden inthe springtime before the coming of the sparrows. Phila-delphia, as I think of it in the old days at the season whenthe leaves were growing green, is always heavy with theodour of the evil-smelling ailantus and full of measuring-worms falling upon me from every tree. My fear of Crazy Norah is hardly less clear in my early memoriesthan the terror these worms were to the dear fragile littleAunt who had cared for me in my first motherless years,and who still, during my holidays, kept a watchfid eye onme to see that I put my gums on if I went out in therain and that I had the money in my pocket to stop atDexters for a plate of ice-cream. I can recall as if itwere yesterday, her shrieks one Easter Sunday when shecame home from church and found a green horror on hernew spring bonnet
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