Since you are determined to be married, Miss Cornelia," said Gilbert solemnly, "I shall give you the excellent rules for the management of a husband which my grandmother gave my mother when she married my father." "Well, I reckon I can manage Marshall Elliott," said Miss Cornelia placidly. "But let us hear your rules." "The first one is, catch him." "He's caught. Go on." "The second one is, feed him well." "With enough pie. What next?" "The third and fourth are-- keep your eye on him.

No use in taking a cat's opinion of a dog.

God's in His heaven, alls right with the world', whispered Anne softly.

You mayn't get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them.

Look at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.

I don't like green Christmases. They're not green—they're just nasty faded browns and grays.

Do you know, Gilbert, there are times when I strongly suspect that I love you!