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‘True,’ I replied, «but my story is
for the boys. I’m afraid some of the
girls who read my book, will not learn |
the lesson there is in it, but will shift it
off upon the boys.”

« But,” said Laura, “my story has
nothing to do with Willow Lane, or any
of the Willow Lane people.”

‘sNever mind that,” said I; ‘you
write the story, and I’ll settle the rest
with the boys and girls.”

Well, Laura consented, for fear the
girls would not profit enough by my
story, to write down this little incident
in her experience. So she seated her-
self at my table, and in the course of an