Rilla's Heart Skipped A Beat — Or,

Reading Stories Is Bad Enough But Writing Them Is Worse.

Plum Puffs Can't Minister To A Mind Diseased Or A World That's Crumbling To Pieces

Comedy And Tragedy Are So Mixed Up In Life, Gilbert. The Only Thing That Haunts Me Is That Tale Of The Two Who Lived Together Fifty Years And Hated Each Other All That Time. I Can't Believe They Really Did. Somebody Has Said That 'hate Is Only Love That Has Missed Its Way.' I Feel Sure That Under The Hatred They Really Loved Each Other . . . Just As I Really Loved You All Those Years I Thought I Hated You . . . And I Think Death Would Show It To Them. I'm Glad I Found Out In Life.

We Ought Always To Try To Influence Others For Good.

It Would Be Lovely To Sleep In A Wild Cherry-tree All White With Bloom In The Moonshine