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Various The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No…

She followed one winding lane after another, feeling joyfully the freedom of her independence, after being so many days shut up in the house, with only an occasional run into the garden; and she could hardly regret the little tiff with Effie which had brought it about.
“I’ll ride down to the works and see Oscar!” cried Sheila, as she paused upon the brow of a little hill, and saw the town and the chimneys lying like a map before her. “I should like to see him at his treadmill, poor boy; but he seems to like the work pretty well. He is a good boy, and never complains.
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Various The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No…

Does it not, therefore, seem reasonable that in the same fashion we may also best approach and serve those whom we love—the parted—or the dead?” and Lucy’s lips quivered. “It is the day’s hard work, too, which gives the sweet sleep and the good dreams! How absurd it sounds to put into words what is really the wonderful discovery that one makes, sooner or later (though one is always forgetting it!) , to wit, that God knows what is best for His children, and that if they keep in His ways, they shall find the food and the tasks that are the most ‘convenient’ for them.”
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Various The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No…

We said that neatness would count, and in some cases the want of it was what told against a girl, turning the scale and landing her in a class lower than she would otherwise have occupied.
What reasonable excuse can be given for one who writes, with perhaps careless penmanship, on paper of all sizes, and of different colours too, and with rough edges, as if it had been torn in the rudest manner out of a copybook? If our untidy friends went to call on a stranger, they would surely wish to look smart, and by looking smart to create a good impression.
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