What Had Seemed Easy In Imagination Was

I Like To Hear A Storm At Night. It Is So Cosy To Snuggle Down Among The Blankets And Feel That It Can't Get At You.

Blessings Be The Inventor Of The Alphabet, Pen And Printing Press! Life Would Be -- To Me In All Events -- A Terrible Thing Without Books.

Gilbert Took From His Desk A Little Pink Candy Heart With A Gold Motto On It, “you Are Sweet,” And Slipped It Under The Curve Of Anne’s Arm. Whereupon Anne Arose, Took The Pink Heart Gingerly Between The Tips Of Her Fingers, Dropped It On The Floor, Ground It To Powder Beneath Her Heel, And Resumed Her Position Without Deigning To Bestow A Glance On Gilbert.

I'd Rather Look Ridiculous When Everybody Else Does Than Plain And Sensible All By Myself.

Since You Are Determined To Be Married, Miss Cornelia," Said Gilbert Solemnly, "i Shall Give You The Excellent Rules For The Management Of A Husband Which My Grandmother Gave My Mother When She Married My Father." "well, I Reckon I Can Manage Marshall Elliott," Said Miss Cornelia Placidly. "but Let Us Hear Your Rules." "the First One Is, Catch Him." "he's Caught. Go On." "the Second One Is, Feed Him Well." "with Enough Pie. What Next?" "the Third And Fourth Are-- Keep Your Eye On Him.