They just exist in soot . Some of them here never saw green fields before today . '' Mr. Smiles listened and beamed and twinkled until Miss Cordelia felt almost as dazzled as if she were looking at the sun . `` Look here , ma'am , I like this plan of yours and I want to have a hand in helping it along . Bring your loads of children out here every Saturday , right here to Beechwood Farm , and turn them loose in my beech woods and upland pastures . I 'll put up some swings for them and have some games , and I 'll provide the refreshments also . Trouble , ma'am ? No , trouble and I ai n't on speaking terms . It 'll be a pleasure , ma'am . I 'm fond of children even if I am a grumpy cross-grained old bachelor . If you can give up your own holiday to give them a good time , surely I can do something too . '' When Miss Cordelia and her brood of tired , happy little lads and lasses ambled back to town in the golden dusk she felt that the expedition had been an emphatic success . Even old Nap seemed to jog along eye-deep in satisfaction . Probably he was ruminating on the glorious afternoon he had spent in Mr. Smiles 's clover pasture . Every fine Saturday that summer Miss Cordelia took some of the factory children to the country . The Point Pleasant people nicknamed her equipage `` Miss Cordelia 's accommodation , '' and it became a mild standing joke . As for Mr. Smiles , he proved a valuable assistant . Like Miss Cordelia , he gave his Saturdays over to the children , and high weekly revel was held at Beechwood Farm . But when the big bronze and golden leaves began to fall in the beech woods , Miss Cordelia sorrowfully realized that the summer was over and that the weekly outings which she had enjoyed as much as the children must soon be discontinued . `` I feel so sorry , '' she told Mr. Smiles , `` but it ca n't be helped .
It will soon be too cold for our jaunts and XXXXX course I ca n't keep Nap through the winter .
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