Mary Mapes Dodge,
Hans Brinker, or The Silver Skates…
“ Annie laughed, nodding gaily, and skated off at the top of her speed.As Hans drew forth the wooden "runners" from his capricious pockets and fastened them on as best he could, he did not hear Annie murmur, "I wish I had not been so rude. Poor, brave Hans. What a noble boy he is!" And as Annie skated homeward, filled with pleasant thoughts, she did not hear Hans say, "I grumbled like a bear. But bless her! Some girls are like angels!"Perhaps it was all for the best. One cannot be expected to know everything that is going on around the world. ”
