"I have been looking at the violets and the green fields and back there I saw a thorn tree turning white, but I have seen no fairer thing than you." They surprised me a little--those fine words that came so easily.

What a school of talk was the house I lived in those days! "I guess I'm getting Mr.Hacket's gift o' gab," I said to myself.
Again I heard the sound of galloping hoofs and as I looked back I saw Sally rounding the turn by the river and coming toward me at full speed, the mane of her pony flying back to her face.

She pulled up beside me just as I had imagined she would do.
"Bart, I hate somebody terribly," said she.
"Whom ?" "A man who is coming to our house on the stage to-day.

Granny Barnes is trying to get up a match between us.

Father says he is rich and hopes he will want to marry me.