I hope the Lord has taught me not to worry, but just do my best and leave myself and everything else in his hands.

We can't help ourselves--we can't make one hair white or black.

Why should we wear our lives out fretting?
If I'd a known _that_ years ago it would a been better for us all." "Never mind, father, you know it now," said his wife, with a face serene as a star.

In this last gift of quietude of soul to her husband she recognized the answer to her prayers of years.
"Well now," said Diana, running to the window, "I should like to know what Biah Carter is coming here about." "Oh, Biah's been very kind to us in this sickness," said Mrs.Pitkin, as Biah's feet resounded on the scraper.
"Good evenin', Deacon," said Biah, entering, "Good evenin', Mrs.Pitkin.
Sarvant, ma'am," to Diana--"how ye all gettin' on ?" "Nicely, Biah--well as can be," said Mrs.Pitkin.
"Wal, you see I was up to the store with some o' Squire Jones's bell flowers.

Sim Coan he said he wanted some to sell, and so I took up a couple o' barrels, and I see the darndest big letter there for the Deacon.