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BESSIE stood watching the sky one day as the sun went behind a cloud.
“The sun has gone to call on the moon. Why, there he is again,” she
exclaimed, as he reappeared almost at once; “I suppose she wasn’t at
home.”
When little Ada, aged three, had been told the story of Lot’s wife being
turned into a pillar of salt she asked her mother, anxiously, “Is all
salt made of ladies?” Later, when six years old, she was called one
Sunday, “Come, Ada, and learn your catechism;” whereupon she answered
roguishly, “If it’s for me, it ought to be a kittychism!”
Cyril was seven years old. He loved his mother very dearly, and had been
separated from her sometimes, as she had to go to India. Once when she
came to wish him “good-night” he was under the bed-clothes. He came out
with a flushed little face, and said, as he hugged her tight: “Mummie,
do you know what I was doing? I was asking God to love you as much as I
do. He couldn’t love you more.”
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