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which she had made Dad promise to replace with cheapermore 95 The Last Voyage of Somebody the Sailor pracical asphalt tile as soon as the war was over and things were avail- able again. Minemuch less laboriouswas to mow the lawn and spray the Chinese Cigar treesand I would be well advisedAunt Rachel suggesedto get the job done in the cool of the morningas the fore- cas called for another sinkeroo like yeserday. But thatshe agreed was nobody’s beeswax but my own. Our yard was a small ?at recangleeasily mowed with our ancient clattering push-mower except for the nuisance of our catalpa trees which were to the grounds what those white rubber ?oor tiles were to Aunt Rachel’s kitchen. For climbingthey were splendid; I could even enter and leave my bedroom via what I called the Escape Route a thick lateral catalpa limb that overhung the back porch roofonto which my rear window opened. But in May they littered the grass with their dead white blossoms; in June and Julyunless sprayed christian louboutin button-up otk boot blackweekly with slaked lime from our pressure sprayerthey were so in- fesed with caterpillars that the yard was unusable; in Augus and Sep- tember their |
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