"Oh yes, yes, so I can.

I'll be able to help by-and-by! Oh, Miss Rose, you are so kind to me, I don't hardly know what to say, it seems as if it can't be real, its all too beautiful." "It isn't too beautiful, brownie.

Life can be as beautiful as any dream, even more so.

It all depends upon ourselves, and what we make it for each other." "Oh, I will try to make it beautiful for those who are so good to me," thought Huldah, with almost passionate determination, as she arrayed herself in some of her new clothes; and her heart beat fast and her spirits rose, as she dreamed beautiful dreams of her coming life.
All this had happened the day before, and now Huldah stood in the garden in her blue print frock and holland apron, her hair well brushed and shining, her face full of sober gladness.

On the line hung the old brown frock, which had been washed and spread out to dry.
"Life can be as beautiful as any dream, even more beautiful.