"It will be a good many years before I am old enough to wear spectacles.

I didn't expect to be insulted by my own brother.

But I ought not to be surprised.

It's one of my trials." "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, Rachel," said the cooper, perplexed.
"Good-night!" said Rachel, rising and taking a lamp from the table.
"Come, Rachel, don't go up to bed yet; it's only nine o'clock." "After what you have said to me, Timothy, my self-respect will not allow me to stay." Rachel swept out of the room with something more than her customary melancholy.
"I wish Rachel wasn't quite so contrary," said the cooper to his wife.
"She turns upon a body so sudden it's hard to know how to take her.
How's the little girl, Martha ?" "She's been asleep ever since six o'clock." "I hope you don't find her very much trouble?
That all comes on you, while we have the benefit of the money." "I don't think of that, Timothy.

She is a sweet child, and I love her almost as much as if she were my own.