I Was Shy Of Her And Avoided The House While Anxious To Get Peeps Into The Plantation To Watch The Birds And Look For Nests, As Whenever She Caught Sight Of Me She Would Not Let Me Off Without A Sharp Cross-Examination As To My Motives And Doings.

She would also have a hundred questions besides about the family, how they were, what they were all doing,

And whether it was really true that we drank coffee every morning for breakfast; also if it was true that all of us children, even the girls, when big enough were going to be taught to read the almanac.

I remember once when we had been having a long spell of wet weather, and the low-lying plain about Los Alamos was getting flooded, she came to visit my mother and told her reassuringly that the rain would not last much longer. St. Anthony was the saint she was devoted to, and she had taken his image from its place in her bedroom and tied a string round its legs and let it down the well and left it there with its head in the water. He was her own saint, she said, and after all her devotion to him, and all the candles and flowers, this was how he treated her! It was all very well, she told her saint, to amuse himself by causing the rain to fall for days and weeks just to find out whether men would be drowned or turn themselves into frogs to save themselves:

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