[Letter of eulogy]

              of her small lungs.  This finally got to be a great nuisance, so with characteristic originality Papa devised a new system of symbolic punishment.  Whenever she "weedy-weedied" Papa would tickle her small ribs - a very painful process to judge from the vaulting fracas. On one occasion she "weedy-weedied" and streaked it for the open door, thinking thusly to escape punishment.  Not so, however, for Papa's eyes widened with anticipative glee as he sped across the lawn & overtook Sister at the gardener's lodge.  Needless to say, the punishment was immediate and effective, and prevented any further efforts at evasion.
  
A method early adopted for the upbringing of us children consisted in a nearly continuous stream of raillery aimed at the fault whose abolition was desired.  For years brother and I were "Runts".  No matter what occasion, or who present, we were laughingly hailed as 'runts', and often