Katherine Merritte Snyder Yates

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Katherine Merritte Snyder Yates On the Hill-top (1919)

The Dream sat still, waiting quietly. After a while Marjorie sat up again and leaned over to touch softly a long half-curled fern frond that had bent down until it just skimmed the water and was making a tiny riffle every time that the breeze stirred it; and then she dabbled her fingers in the ripples, and then sent a long brown boat-shaped leaf down the splashing fall, to be tossed off into the smooth pool and then sail away down the stream.
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Katherine Merritte Snyder Yates On the Hill-top (1919)

Marjorie looked lovingly about at the ferns and the vines and the splashing stream and up at the glimpses of blue, high overhead, and down at the reflections in the pool below. Then she touched softly the long green frond that bent over the water, and then she stood up on the boulder. "I am ready," she said, and together they climbed down to the rocky footholds in the stream, and across among the tall green growths and back to the trail again. Along this they walked silently until they came out into the sunshine once more, and then around the long curve that led to the hill-top.
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Katherine Merritte Snyder Yates On the Hill-top (1919)

The child touched her cheek softly against the hand that held hers, and then the girl turned to Marjorie. "Her mistakes show how young she is, don't they? Mistakes and wrongs are always because one doesn't know, or because one doesn't understand."
"But—but aren't some wrongs done on purpose?" asked Marjorie.
"Perhaps they may seem so when you just glance at them; but can't you see that if the people knew and understood great things, they could not do wrong on purpose? The more things that they understood, the more things they couldn't do wrong about.
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