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There were nine other girls in it.

They all had puffed sleeves.

I tried to imagine mine were puffed, too, but I couldn't.

Why couldn't I? It was as easy as could be to imagine they were puffed when I was alone in the east gable, but it was awfully hard there among the others who had really truly puffs."

"You shouldn't have been thinking about your sleeves in Sunday school. You should have been attending to the lesson. I hope you knew it."

"Oh, yes; and I answered a lot of questions.

Miss Rogerson asked ever so many.

I don't think it was fair for her to do all the asking.

There were lots I wanted to ask her, but I didn't like to because I didn't think she was a kindred spirit.

Then all the other little girls recited a paraphrase.

She asked me if I knew any.

I told her I didn't, but I could recite, 'The Dog at His Master's Grave' if she liked.

That's in the Third Royal Reader.

It isn't a really truly religious piece of poetry, but it's so sad and melancholy that it might as well be.

She said it wouldn't do and she told me to learn the nineteenth paraphrase for next Sunday.

I read it over in church afterwards and it's splendid.

There are two lines in particular that just thrill me.

"'Quick as the slaughtered squadrons fell

In Midian's evil day.'

"I don't know what 'squadrons' means nor 'Midian,' either, but it sounds SO tragical.

I can hardly wait until next Sunday to recite it.

I'll practice it all the week.

After Sunday school I asked Miss Rogerson-because Mrs. Lynde was too far away-to show me your pew.

I sat just as still as I could and the text was Revelations, third chapter, second and third verses.

It was a very long text.

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