She Says It Has Nothing To Do

Yes," Answered Sara, Nodding. "adversity Tries People, And Mine Has Tried You And Proved How Nice You Are.

It Made Her Think That It Was Curious How Much Nicer A Person Looked When He Smiled. She Had Not Thought Of It Before.

Children's As Good As 'rithmetic To Set You Findin' Out Things.

The Difficulty Will Be To Keep Her From Learning Too Fast And Too Much. She Is Always Sitting With Her Little Nose Burrowing Into Books. She Doesn't Read Them, Miss Minchin; She Gobbles Them Up As If She Were A Little Wolf Instead Of A Little Girl. She Is Always Starving For New Books To Gobble, And She Wants Grown-up Books--great, Big, Fat Ones--french And German As Well As English--history And Biography And Poets, And All Sorts Of Things. Drag Her Away From Her Books When She Reads Too Much.

"it's So Beautiful!" She Said, A Little Breathless With Her Speed. "you Never Saw Anything So Beautiful! It Has Come! I Thought It Had Come That Other Morning, But It Was Only Coming. It Is Here Now! It Has Come, The Spring!"