Jan 4, 1891
This is part of what I [Mary Irene Dennett, Sibyl’s adult half-sister] think about Sibyl up to date. First place, there is her naughtiness – perfect in its way. She clearly shows her remote Irish ancestry; the spirit of the ancient Crowley of Cork is visible in her methods of obtaining what she wants. First she bullies, demanding with a fierce gesture and determined expression, “Give me that!”
If this fails and she is reminded that that is not the way to get things – then such a marvelous change of voice into the excess of “wheedle,” such a puckering of the little face into impossible smiles and with an accent that ink cannot do justice to “Pel-eease…” etc with perfect self-abasement in every tone. Blarney Stone!
I am afraid I shall have to say that she is very obstinate – won’t mind till every other expedient is tried first. She isn’t bad tempered, only willful and the only baby in a family of grown-ups. She is inclined to use expressions in her conversation which are supposed to be proper from man to man but which in a tender infant are interpreted as “sass.” That is what her Father calls it.
This morning as I write, she sits in the little rocker that “Robinson’s Jenny,” as she calls her, gave to her, with her doll’s cab in front of her and rocks her dollie, which came Christmas, and sings snatches from little songs. Just now “Merry Bobo’link, got his singin’ in a kink.”
She mothers her doll in a charming way and never is laughed at, so is natural with tender kisses on the china face and conforting assurances that “poor dollie goin’ to feel better now.” We love her so much that when she looks as seraphic as at present we forget entirely all the faults and naughty ways that come to the surface — and only from the surface we are sure — at other times. She may change as she grows older, but now she is blest, and we through her, with almost perfect beauty. The perfection of physical health, with delicate, rose-leaf skin, clear dark grey eyes, black eye lashes, dark brown hair and an intelligent and winning expression, and a form when in undress uniform that would be a model for an artist. Only this — her feet! Big? Awfully.
She shows a talent for music quite wonderful singing quite sweetly and learning a tune with the first hearing or two., She, by her own motion, learned to play “thirds” on the organ, standing on the pedal and working hard. She plays the scale in thirds and sings each tone in unison with the instrument. As she is not three years old we think this promising. We hope she will perpetuate all her charms and outgrow every blemish.
This, from her loving sister (1/2),
Mary Irene Dennett
The entire contents of “The Record of Little Sibyl” can be seen in these posts:
- The Record of Little Sibyl (part 1)
- Christian Temperance Union Delegate (part 2)
- Eats with a Fork (part 3)
- Sibyl Runs Away (part 4)
- Handsomest Baby (part 5)
- Ball, Moon, TicTac (part 6)
- Dream Girl & Chocolate Man (part 7)
- Sibyl Evades Death (part 8)
- From Sister Mary (part 9)
- From Aunt Nellie (part 10)
- What is the Use of Spanking Me? (part 11)
- First Written Word (part 12)
- Sibyl’s First Poem (part 13)
- Sibyl Graduates High School (part 14)
- Final Words (part 15)