Fish story

(1950 June 1)

This morning I heard MM's voice in the neighborhood, much later looked for her in vain. About noon saw her coming up from the Foot Bridge with four boys, happy as a lark. She told me later they had caught a Harp and were going to put it in the watering trough. It has been so unpleasant all day disciplining her for going and for saying she didn't.