Show A youngsters Yo unter rears of f bleur to draw upon my own recollections my childhood was haunted by bears beam they were pot not bears out of books so far as I 1 can kemem remember ber but a childish formula for the dark unknown which is apt to fright frighten ell every little stranger who comes alone into this great world of ou ours m many any nn an hour lou r have I 1 lain aiwase in an tin ecstasy ot of treni bling lest the sonorous breathing of the sister asleep at my iny side should be loud enough to rouse the dire beasts fiona their lurking places yet these hours did not embitter my in fancy nor do they now in retrospect cause mo me poignant grief what does bhame tile id Is tho the remembrance of other hours 0 of f that same period u lien hen I 1 was trying to adjust in my y emotions and actions to an agreement with those of the particular heroine out of fiction who happened to be my ny ne nearest arest ac at the time ablit atlantic monthly |