Confessing to Mama
THE DANGEROUS DOOR
THE GOLDEN WINDOWS
Truly Golden Windows
THE NEW LIFE
We Might Sign a Paper
THE IMPOSSIBLE YESTERDAY
Can't Make Yesterday Over Again
A CHILD'S PUZZLE
SHOWED THAT SHE WAS SORRY




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THE KING'S DAUGHTER


"I wish I were a princess!"

Emma stood with the dust-brush in her hand, pausing on her way upstairs
to her own pretty little white room, which she was required to put in
order every day.

"Why, my child?" asked her mother.

"Because then I would never have to sweep and dust and make beds, but
would have plenty of servants to do these things for me."