Sympathy Is A Sweet Thing.

I Keep Turning Over New Leaves, And Spoiling Them, As I Used To Spoil My Copybooks; And I Make So Many Beginnings There Never Will Be An End. (jo March)

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

Well, If I Can't Be Happy, I Can Be Useful, Perhaps.

My Book Came Out; And People Began To Think That Topsy-turvy Louisa Would Amount To Something After All.

My Father Taught In The Wise Way Which Unfolds What Lies In The Child