Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 170
the verdict was a paltry lit-tle every time. There was no changing it; andshe silently cried a large tear of dew on tothe weed that grew just below and, unmind-ful of all but herself, greedily held up a dozenmealy red cups for more. Her grief at last, as the night wore on, settledinto despair; and… … A drop of dew! she heard a voice say,the size of a young crickets chirp. Oh, alarge drop of dew! And every cup full as canbe of honey-meal! The daisy peeped astonished through herhalf-closed eyelashes. By the light of the broad moon that was justrising over the knoll near by, she discernedtwo…
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