Twenty-five years ago, Christmas was not the burden that it is now; there was less haggling and weighing, less quid pro quo, less fatigue of body, less weariness of soul; and, most of all, there was less loading up with trash.
Margaret Delandconceit is the devil's horse, and reformers generally ride it when they are in a hurry.
Margaret DelandBy some mysterious method, Susan Carr's gossip gave the listener a gentler feeling towards his kind. When she spoke of her neighbors' faults, one knew that somehow they were simply virtues gone to seed.
Margaret Delandthe blue and cloudless day closes like the lid of a casket of jewels upon the violet rim of sea, and shuts out the light.
Margaret Deland