“that night of bliss was a night of bliss and don’t anybody try to say that it wasn’t!”
For it was a night on which a young man’s Soul was back; back in its own Mind, now full of God’s incomparably grand purity!
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Lady Gadsby was visiting Nina, sitting in that big front parlor; Virginia sitting calmly rocking; (and, hmmm! That was about all Virginia ought to do, just now!) A young High School girl, coming in, said:—
“Good morning! I’m soliciting for funds for a stadium for”
“Marian!” sang out Virginia, “What’s all this? You, soliciting?”
“Why not?” said Marian, brightly. “Norman Antor’s Organization of Youth; Part Two, is soli—”
“Norman Antor’s what?” and Virginia was all agog in an instant, as Marian Hopkins told all about it; and, with childish flippancy, forgot all about soliciting, saying:—
“I was told that Harold is giving flying instructions. Don’t you want to fly? My! I do!”
“I did,” said Virginia, softly; “but,—not
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