superworked

Updated: May 13, 2025

She found the day already in full swing when she rose, buzzing, from her front-gate, late for wasps hate early morning chill, like Red Indians and, circling once, swung straight away. She jumped into full hustle right off, you see. She did not merely work; she superworked. Forced to short hours by her constitution, she had to make up for it in the time she got, and she did.

F. St. Mars - The Way of the Wild