I have written a lot of the book. It
promises to be very interesting. It is all a dream. He is just the
ordinary grown-up father. Neither better nor worse. And he goes up
and up. It is a pleasant sensation. Till he reaches the moon. And
there everything is different. It is the children that know
everything. And are always right. And the grown-ups have to do all
what they tell them. They are kind but firm. It is very good for
him. And when he wakes up he is a better man. I put down everything
that occurs to me. Like you suggested. There is quite a lot of it.
And it makes you see how unjustly children are treated. They said I
was to feed the donkey. Because it was my donkey. And I fed him.
And there wasn't enough supper for Dick. And Dick said I was an
idiot. And Robina said I wasn't to feed him. And in the morning
there wasn't anything to feed him on. Because he won't eat anything
but bread-and-butter. And the baker hadn't come. And he wasn't
there. Because the man that comes to milk the cow had left the door
open. And I was distracted. And Dick asked had I fed him. And of
course I hadn't fed him. And lord how Dick talked. Never waited to
hear anything, mind you. I let him talk. But it just shows you. We
are all very happy. But shall be pleased to see you. Once again.
The peppermint creams down here are not good. And are very dear.
Compared with London prices.
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