A Little Princess

If Nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart;

"I know you by heart. You are inside my heart.

though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that—warm things, kind things, sweet things—help and comfort and laughter—and sometimes gay, kind laughter is the best help of all.

yellow fog hung so thick and heavy in the

"Are you learning me by heart, little Sara?" he said, stroking her hair.

"No," she answered. "I know you by heart. You are inside my heart." And they put their arms round each other and kissed as if they would never let each other go.

. "I know you by heart. You are inside my heart."

She was not abashed at all by the many pairs of eyes watching her. She was interested and looked back quietly at the children who looked at her.

"I don't like it, papa," she said. "But then I dare say soldiers—even brave ones—don't really LIKE going into battle."

She felt as if she had lived a long, long time.

She was such a little girl that one did not expect to see such a look on her small face.