And numerous indeed are the hearts to which Christmas brings a brief season of happiness and enjoyment.

She was the most wonderful woman for prowling about the house. How she got from one story to another was a mystery beyond solution. A lady so decorous in herself, and so highly connected, was not to be suspected of dropping over the banisters or sliding down them, yet her extraordinary facility of locomotion suggested the wild idea.

Long may it remain in this mixed world a question not easy of decision, which is the more beautiful evidence of the Almighty's goodness, the soft white hand formed for the ministrations of sympathy and tenderness, or the rough hard hand which the heart softens, teaches, and guides in a moment.

In love of home, the love of country has its rise.

For not an orphan in the wide world can be so deserted as the child who is an outcast from a living parent's love.

Virtue shows quite as well in rags and patches as she does in purple and fine linen.

Some people are nobody's enemies but their own