ing of t snort of my pony, as  t in h!

    Sometimes I rose at daole into t joy it is to feel tly into tiful motion of times I caug in t t noise of a pair of ogeterror, as ttle creature became a.

    Anote  of mine  ripened early in July. to my  trees tumbled at my feet. O  in my pinafore, pressed my face against

    till o the house!

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    Aritic seems to udy I did not like. From t I  interested in tried to teaco count by stringing beads in groups, and by arranging kintergarten strao add and subtract. I never ience to arrange more t a time.  rest for t out quickly to find my playmates.

    In tudied zoology and botany.

    Once a gentleman,  me a collection of fossils--tiny mollusk sifully marked, and bits of sandstone  of birds clareasures of tediluvian rembling fingers I listened to Miss Sullivans descriptions of terrible beasts,  tramping ts, tearing doic trees for food, and died in time trange creatures ed m