Summary

Various Dew Drops, Vol. 37, No. 18, May 3…

It was this: "A soft answer turneth away wrath, but grievous words stir up anger." Emma's rough answer stirred up an angry feeling in Kitty's heart. They were grievous words and brought a reply of the same kind. How much better it is to help each other to do right and to be gentle.
Miss Maggie had heard what the girls said, for she was just coming into the house. She had a rose in her hand, and just as Emma ran away, leaving Kitty in tears, she held out the rose, saying to Kitty:
"Smell it, dear; is it not beautiful?"
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Various Dew Drops, Vol. 37, No. 18, May 3…

She had tried so many different ways to have Donald learn to remember.
"Mamma, let's have a forgetter, for Don, or any of us. Just a big closet—that one upstairs with the window will do. Let's put all our forgets in there. Anything that's spoiled because we forget it, goes in there, for us to mend or to think of some way to make good. If we forget, we have to go there for the very next hour—unless it's schooltime—no matter how we want to do something else."
"Shall we try that, Donald?" asked mamma. She knew that Uncle Rod was coming within that hour to take the children to ride.
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Various Dew Drops, Vol. 37, No. 18, May 3…

Francis said. "I want something to do." Just then he heard a robin singing in the rain. He tried to sing with the bird, as he had hummed with the machine, and was surprised that he couldn't.
"Why can't I, mamma?" he asked.
"Because you are Francis, and the robin is robin, I suspect," said mother, laughing. "You can do many things that the robin can't, you know."
Francis threw himself down on the sofa and watched the bird as it swung back and forth in the apple tree, and by and by he dropped asleep. When he woke up he ran to the window to find the robin.
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