To You

Jerusha had an imagination — an imagination, Mrs. Lippett told her, that would get her into trouble if she didn't take care — but keen as it was, it could not carry her beyond the front porch of the houses she would enter. Poor, eager, adventurous little Jerusha, in all her seventeen years, had never stepped inside an ordinary house. She could not picture the daily routine of those other human beings who carried on their lives without being inconvenienced by orphans.

Je-ru-sha Ab-bott