"You don't know," said she, "how much George asks about you.

I never saw him so much interested in any one before, and half the girls in Boston are after him, too." "Poor fellow, I pity him," said Mary; and Ida continued, "Perhaps it seems foolish in me to say so much about him, but if you only knew him, you wouldn't wonder.

He's the handsomest young man I ever saw, and then he's so good, so different from other young men, especially Henry Lincoln." Here the tea bell rang, and the conversation was discontinued.
When Rose heard that Mary was taking music lessons, she exclaimed to a group of girls with whom she was talking, "Well, I declare, beggars taking music lessons! I wonder what'll come next?
Why, you've no idea how dreadfully poor she is.

Our summer residence is near the alms-house, and when she was there I saw a good deal of her.

She had scarcely any thing fit to wear, and I gave her one of my old bonnets, which I do believe she wore for three or four years." "Why Rose Lincoln," said Jenny, who had overheard all, and now came up to her sister, "how can you tell what you know is not true ?" "Not true ?" angrily retorted Rose.