For Not An Orphan In The Wide

Probably Every New And Eagerly Expected Garment Ever Put On Since Clothes Came In, Fell A Trifle Short Of The Wearer's Expectation.

You Might, From Your Appearance, Be The Wife Of Lucifer,” Said Miss Pross, In Her Breathing. “nevertheless, You Shall Not Get The Better Of Me. I Am An Englishwoman.

Is It Better To Have Had A Good Thing And Lost It, Or Never To Have Had It?

I Feel An Earnest And Humble Desire, And Shall Do Till I Die, To Increase The Stock Of Harmless Cheerfulness.

That Glorious Vision Of Doing Good Is So Often The Sanguine Mirage Of So Many Good Minds.