Her Affection For Everything She Could Love

The Air Was Full Of Spices... A Little Princess

She Looked Into The Staring Glass Eyes And Complacent Face, And Suddenly A Sort Of Heartbroken Rage Seized Her. She Lifted Her Little Savage Hand And Knocked Emily Off The Chair, Bursting Into A Passion Of Sobbing- Sara Who Never Cried.

Listen To Th' Wind Wutherin' Round The House," She Said. "you Could Bare Stand Up On The Moor If You Was Out On It Tonight." Mary Did Not Know What "wutherin'" Meant Until She Listened, And Then She Understood. It Must Mean That Hollow Shuddering Sort Of Roar Which Rushed Round And Round The House, As If The Giant No One Could See Were Buffeting It And Beating At The Walls And Windows To Try To Break In. But One Knew He Could Not Get In, And Somehow It Made One Feel Very Safe And Warm Inside A Room With A Red Coal Fire.

Of Course There Must Be Lots Of Magic In The World," He Said Wisely One Day, "but People Don't Know What It Is Like Or How To Make It. Perhaps The Beginning Is Just To Say Nice Things Are Going To Happen Until You Make Them Happen. I Am Going To Try And Experiment.

People Never Like Me And I Never Like People