He Is My First Olive: Let Me

Mr. Thorton Love Margaret! Why, Margraret Would Never Think Of Him, I'm Sure! Such A Thing Has Never Entered Her Head." "entering Her Heart Would Do.

But The Monotonous Life Led By Invalids Often Makes Them Like Children, Inasmuch As Thy Have Neither Of Them Any Sense Of Proportion In Events, And Seem Each To Believe That The Walls And Curtains Which Shut In Their World, And Shut Out Everything Else, Must Of Necessity Be Larger Than Anything Hidden Beyond.

It Is Odd Enough To See How The Entrance Of A Person Of The Opposite Sex Into An Assemblage Of Either Men Or Women Calms Down The Little Discordances And The Disturbance Of Mood.

Don't Think To Come Over Me With Th' Old Tale, That The Rich Know Nothing Of The Trials Of The Poor; I Say, If They Don't Know, They Ought To Know.

She Stood By The Tea-table In A Light-coloured Muslin Gown, Which Had A Good Deal Of Pink About It. She Looked As If She Was Not Attending To The Conversation, But Solely Busy With The Tea-cups, Among Which Her Round Ivory Hands Moved With Pretty, Noiseless, Daintiness.