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	<title>Comments on: Name check!</title>
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		<title>By: Bobson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bobson</dc:creator>
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		<description>&quot;In the three months following her accident, much of it spent in bed, she had done literally hundreds of watercolors, turning them out at a rate John Eastlake and the other girls found a little frightening. (If Ã¢â‚¬Å“Nan MeldaÃ¢â‚¬Â had an opinion, it wasnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t offered in print.) Eastlake tried to slow her down Ã¢â‚¬â€ on doctorÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s orders Ã¢â‚¬â€ but this was counterproductive. It caused fretfulness, crying fits, insomnia, bouts of fever. Baby Elizabeth said when she couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t draw or paint, Ã¢â‚¬Å“her head hurted.Ã¢â‚¬Â Her father said that when she did paint, Ã¢â‚¬Å“She ate like one of the horses she liked to draw.Ã¢â‚¬Â The articleÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s author, one M. Rickert, seemed to find this endearing. Recalling my own eating binges, I found it all too familiar.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;In the three months following her accident, much of it spent in bed, she had done literally hundreds of watercolors, turning them out at a rate John Eastlake and the other girls found a little frightening. (If Ã¢â‚¬Å“Nan MeldaÃ¢â‚¬Â had an opinion, it wasnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t offered in print.) Eastlake tried to slow her down Ã¢â‚¬â€ on doctorÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s orders Ã¢â‚¬â€ but this was counterproductive. It caused fretfulness, crying fits, insomnia, bouts of fever. Baby Elizabeth said when she couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t draw or paint, Ã¢â‚¬Å“her head hurted.Ã¢â‚¬Â Her father said that when she did paint, Ã¢â‚¬Å“She ate like one of the horses she liked to draw.Ã¢â‚¬Â The articleÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s author, one M. Rickert, seemed to find this endearing. Recalling my own eating binges, I found it all too familiar.&#8221;</p>
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