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That was the boon bestowed on Cinderella,I weigh one hundred and sixty pounds, set down in black and white, and it is a tragedy! I don't believe that man at the weighing machine is so very reliable in his weights, though he had a very pleasant smile while he was weighing me. Still, I had better get some scales of my own, smiles are so deceptive.,"Why?" asked Mrs. Wilson, in surprise.,She came back in a moment, triumphant.,Come with the dawn,,“Yes. They rowed me ashore from the steamer.”,"Do you know, Mona," says the young man, sorrowfully, "you are too good for me,—a fellow who has gone racketing all over the world for years. I'm not half worthy of you.",The green-eyed monster, always seeking prey, had at last found a victim, and proceeded in true green-eyed fashion to wage ruthless warfare.,"Ma's got the light burnin' an' the strap waitin' fer her little boy," chaffed Billy as they put up the barn-yard bars.,"But you couldn't fondle a pig on your knees," says Mona, who is growing every minute more and more mixed.,“So long as it isn’t you, Ladybird, it’s all right,” Billy consoled; “we can make more boats.”,"How you were all laughing when we came in!" says Violet, presently: "we could hear you all along the corridor. What was it about?".