Thoughts are such fleet magic things. Betsy's thoughts swept a wide arc while Uncle Keith read her poem aloud. She thought of Julia learning to sing with Mrs. Poppy. She thought of TiB learning to dance. Furthermore, she thought of herself and Tracy and TiB going into their 'teens. Furthermore, she even thought of Tom and Herbert and of how, by and by, they would be carrying her books and Tracy's and TiB's up the hill from high school.

Betsy and Tacy Go Downtown