noon
TUESDAY . -- All the morning I was at work improving the estate ; and I purposely kept away from him in the hope that he would get lonely and come . But he did not . At noon I stopped for the day and took my recreation by flitting all about with the bees and the butterflies and reveling in the flowers , those beautiful creatures that catch the smile of God out of the sky and preserve it ! I gathered them , and made them into wreaths and garlands and clothed myself in them while I ate my luncheon -- apples , of course ; then I sat in the shade and wished and waited . But he did not come . But no matter .