I Am A Princess. All Girls Are.

She Did Not Care Very Much For Other Little Girls, But If She Had Plenty Of Books She Could Console Herself.

One Marvel Of A Day He Had Walked So Far That When He Returned The Moon Was High And Full And All The World Was Purple Shadow And Silver.

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.

At First People Refuse To Believe That A Strange New Thing Can Be Done, Then They Begin To Hope It Can Be Done, Then They See It Can Be Done--then It Is Done And All The World Wonders Why It Was Not Done Centuries Ago.

She Wished She Could Talk As He Did. His Speech Was So Quick And Easy. It Sounded As If He Liked Her And Was Not The Least Afraid She Would Not Like Him, Though He Was Only A Common Moor Boy, In Patched Clothes And With A Funny Face And A Rough, Rusty-red Head.