You See, Now That Trials Have Come,

If Sara Had Been A Boy And Lived A Few Centuries Ago, Her Father Used To Say, 'she Would Have Gone About The Country With Her Sword Drawn, Rescuing And Defending Everyone In Distress. She Always Wants To Fight When She Sees People In Trouble.

When Mary Lennox Was Sent To Misselthwaite Manor To Live With Her Uncle Everybody Said She Was The Most Disagreeable-looking Child Ever Seen. It Was True Too . . . She Was As Tyrannical And Selfish A Little Pig As Ever Lived.

Are You Learning Me By Heart, Little Sara?" He Said, Stroking Her Hair. "no," She Answered. "i Know You By Heart. You Are Inside My Heart.

And They Both Began To Laugh Over Nothing As Children Will When They Are Happy Together. And They Laughed So That In The End They Were Making As Much Noise As If They Had Been Two Ordinary Healthy Natural Ten-year-old Creatures—instead Of A Hard, Little, Unloving Girl And A Sickly Boy Who Believed That He Was Going To Die.

Is The Spring Coming?" He Said. "what Is It Like?"... "it Is The Sun Shining On The Rain And The Rain Falling On The Sunshine.