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Various The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. VIII, Issue 368…

What a pretty scene it was, when the castle was finished, and its ramparts adorned with long green festoons and pennants of brown ribbons; and Reggie sat at the top kicking his little bare legs with delight, while Rolf dug the trench down to the sea, which filled and bubbled over in a miniature lake, in which disported the luckless crabs and jelly fish which he had collected for his aquarium.
There is something sad in the transitoriness of children’s play on the shore; they are so eager to build up their sand towers and mounds.
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Various The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. VIII, Issue 368…

Jack’s sudden departure was such a crisis in his life, and, indeed, it affected the whole family, though after he was gone they settled down again into the old quiet daily routine. It was not the same as before; it never is. This is really the sad part of it; not that life is monotonous, as people often complain, but that after a great change, no matter how brief—a few minutes may be long enough to effect such a change—but after such a change the life can never go on again exactly the same as it was before
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Various The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. VIII, Issue 368…

She met no one till she reached the bourne, and she tripped along quickly, resolutely denying herself the pleasure of gathering all the wild roses she came across, partly because, she told herself, she must make haste on her important errand, partly because it would soil her dress.
“I must gather all I can as I come back,” said Fairy, with a longing glance at the fence, covered with the lovely wild roses, pink and white and cream-coloured, the loveliest of all our wild flowers—the “rose of all the roses.”
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