Text describing the continuation of children spending a Sunday afternoon.
"is as homely as her sister Mary pretty, and those angular features that look so good on Jacob don't on her. Distinctive she is, but it would take a Leonardo to notice it, and we don't know that yet. "Children, come for coffee," Margaret Kauenhofen calls, hurrying us to finish. The three Penners live next door, Annie, Helen and Tina, and go home. Susie Thiessen goes home, next door but one, and takes Nettie and Mary Froese, the Thiessens cousins along. Margaret and Agnes, mine and Betty's freidns respectively, stay. That makes us nine at table. During the week we've moved cooking and eating utensils into the summer kitchen where it's cool. Mary's made a cake and Margaret her usual large white buns. We spread butter and tangy cranberry jam , drink our coffee half milk. The smells are good, on Saturday we've cleaned the coffee kettle, Sunday we start fresh, each day we add some grounds through the week, simmered over breakfast and in between... taken to the fields in a narrow neck crock, picnics at work. The kitchen's fairly fly-free. On Saturdays and whenever delicious borscht and frying ham smell attract them, we chase out flies. Margaret is good at it, taking a dirty towel, shooing high and low like a whirling dervish to the open screen door and beyond, out, out, out!"