Daddy-Long-Legs

It looked, for all the world, like a huge, wavering daddy-long-legs. She was by nature a sunny soul, and had always snatched the tiniest excuse to be amused. Well, the poor old soul is dead—last winter of pneumonia. It's in a cool, breezy corner with two dormer windows, and shaded by a maple tree with a family of red squirrels living in a hole.