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The Thought That, Insignificant As She Was, She Yet Might Do Some Good, Made Her Very Careful Of Her Acts And Words, And So Anxious To Keep Head Contented And Face Happy, That She Forgot Her Clothes, And Made Others Do The Same. She Did Not Know It, But That Good Old Fashion Of Simplicity Made The Plain Gowns Pretty, And The Grace Of Unconsciousness Beautified Their Little Wearer With The Charm That Makes Girlhood Sweetest To Those Who Truly Love And Reverence It.

Mac Looked Up With The Oddest Of All His Odd Expressions

Remember That Frost Comes Latest To Those That Bloom The Highest.

I Only Mean To Say That I Have A Feeling That It Never Was Intended I Should Live Long. I'm Not Like The Rest Of You.

People Cannot Be Molded Like Clay.