When you think of children that haven't any homes-that are beaten by drunken fathers--starved--overworked-but it was the nothingness.

If my father only had got drunk!" Katie smiled understandingly.
"Katie, you've a lot of imagination.

Just try to think what it would mean never to have what you could really call fun!" Katie took a sweep back over her own life--full to the brim of fun.

Her imagination did not go far enough to get a real picture of life with the fun left out.
"Oh, of course," said Ann, "there were pleasures! My father and the people of his church were like Miss Osborne--they believed it was one of the underlying principles of life--only they would call it 'God's will'-- that all must have pleasure.

But such God-fearing pleasure! I think I could have stood it if it hadn't been for the pleasures." "Pleasures with the fun left out," suggested Kate.
"Yes, though fun isn't the word, for I don't mean just good times.