Produced by Bill Haller
BRITE and FAIR
BY
HENRY A. SHUTE
Author of "The Real Diary of a Real Boy"
Cosmopolitan Book Corporation
New York MCMXX
Copyright, 1920 byCosmopolitan Book CorporationAll Rights Reserved, including that of translationinto foreign languages, includingthe ScandinavianPrinted in U.S.A.
June 2th, 186—-sunday nite. i have been to chirchand sunday school today, not to the unitarial. weare going to the congrigasional now becaus Keeneand Cele are singing in the quire. so we go there.i had ruther go to the unitarial becaus Beany andPewt go there. Beany blows the organ and sumtimeshe peeks out behine the organ and maiks afeerful face and maiks everybody laff. once Beanyhe thummed his nose to old Chipper Burly. Chipperhe was the sunday school supperintendent and wasbeeting time for the scholers to sing and Chipperhe tirned round quick and see Beany, and Chipperhe jest hipered into the organ log and grabed Beanyby the coler and yanked him out of the lof andwauked him out of the chirch. then he got MickyGoold to blow the organ and Beany he lost his gobfor 2 sundays, but Micky went to sleep 2 or 3 timesand snoared feerful and they had to waik him upand once he hollered rite out loud. so Mickey helost his gob and they got Beany back. They tridePewt and then Game Ey Watson, Beanys brotherbut they was wirse than Micky. so they hiredBeany. he is the best and only lets the wind outone or two times every sunday and the organ soundslike a goos but that aint so bad as going to sleepand hollering goldarn it lemme alone is it?
we had a new minister today, miser Larned hasgone away for all summer. the new ministerpreeched about not killing flise and buggs and wirmsand bumbelbeas and yeller jacket hornits. he sedthey had a rite to live jest as mutch as peeple andwe hadent augt to kill them. i spose it is all riteto let a muskeeter or flee or one of them 3 corneredflise that hangs round a swimmin hole bite youterrible and not even yip. how about bedbugs.
June 3, 186—-today is washing day and i hadto lug about a million pales of water for old misDire, Sams mother whitch comes over mondays.her hands is all sriveled up they has been in hotwater so mutch. mother she sed that was the reasonwhen i asted her and father he laffed and sed hehad been in hot water all his life and he wasentsriveled a bit. mother she laffed two. father aintsriveled for he weigs 214 lbs. i gess he dident meenthat kind of hot water eether. i am tired most todeth tonite.
June 4, 186—-brite and fair. i went fishing todaywith Potter Goram in the morning and was goingagain in the afternoon but i dident get home intime to help them flap flise out of the dining roomand mother woodent let me go to pay me for beinglait. darn it. every day we have to flap flise outof the dining room. we all grab our flapers andbegin to flap from one end of the room to the otherflaping them into the kitchen. then we shet the doorsand keep them out. it is fun flaping for most alwaysi can give Keene a good bat in the ear witha flaper when she aint looking. then she gives meone on the snoot and then we jest go at it til motherstops us. she maiks us take tirns now. ferst it isme and Cele and then it is Cele and Keene. it isnever me and Keen any more. mother says wefite enuf without fiting when there is china andcrockery and glass round and things to eat two.ennyway it is tuf on Cele to have to do it all thetime becaus she is good and dont fite.
i told mother what old mis