Things Happen To People By Accident.

I Don't Know Who It Is," She Said; "but Somebody Cares For Me A Little. I Have A Friend.

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

She Did Not Know That This Was The Best Thing She Could Have Done, And She Did Not Know That, When She Began To Walk Quickly Or Even Run Along The Paths And Down The Avenue, She Was Stirring Her Slow Blood And Making Herself Stronger By Fighting With The Wind Which Swept Down From The Moor.

I Dare Say It Is Rather Hard To Be A Rat,” She Mused. “nobody Likes You. People Jump And Run Away And Scream Out: ‘oh, A Horrid Rat!’ I Shouldn’t Like People To Scream And Jump And Say: ‘oh, A Horrid Sara!’ The Moment They Saw Me, And Set Traps For Me, And Pretend They Were Dinner. It’s So Different To Be A Sparrow. But Nobody Asked This Rat If He Wanted To Be A Rat When He Was Made. Nobody Said: ‘wouldn’t You Rather Be A Sparrow?

She Liked Books More Than Anything Else, And Was, In Fact, Always Inventing Stories Of Beautiful Things And Telling Them To Herself.