She Had Not Known The Weight Until

No, My Little Pearl! Thou Must Gather Thine Own Sunshine. I Have None To Give Thee.

If A Man, Sitting All Alone, Cannot Dream Strange Things, And Make Them Look Like Truth, He Need Never Try To Write Romances.

The Best Of Us Being Unfit To Die, What An Unexpressible Absurdity To Put The Worst To Death.

But She Named The Infant "pearl," As Being Of Great Price-purchased With All She Had-her Mother's Only Treasure!

If Human Love Hath Power To Penetrate The Veil--and Hath It Not?--then There Are Yet Living Here A Few Who Have The Blessedness Of Knowing That An Angel Loves Them.