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Little Sister Snow by [pseud.] Frances Little
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To-day little boat what we ride the water in was broke by its nose and
many seas was eating it up. Loud cold wind make pine-trees shivery and
sad. Big gray cloud come down and make all black with sorrowful.
Sometimes little white waves jump up and dance, but the joyful of last
happy day stings my heart.

_Sixth Entry_

More long time go running slowly by since you have left us, and as I
was thinking of that running and those days and longing for you and my
heart getting down in lonely thoughts, _Yubin_ San bring me those
package what you sent, Merrit San, and it made me very glad and happy.
Hardly can I tell what was in my heart then. Before I can open it I
hold it tightly against my breast and kept silence a little while.
Tears of sorrow changed into the great joy for a moment when I see
your name and your hand of write. I feel as if I receive a new life
right in this minute, and I caught a light of hope in yonder. My
heartful joy and gladness will not express, and I wish I can go up in
high place and shout out and tell all people the joyful of beautiful
love. How it make the change in whole earth and life and give the
dance of heart. But I will not. Mens and women of Japanese country
have not the understand of such lovely thing, and make the shameful of
me. So I give silence to my lips and close the door of my heart. Ah,
what funny little thing that heart is! In one half live the joyful.
Other side have all the painful of life, and when the love come
sometimes he knock at wrong door and give the hurtful ache to life.
Ah, Merrit San, you give many thankfuls for the lend of my house in
your letter. I give the love of you many more thankfuls for coming to
my heart, even he knock at two doors. One day me and Merrit San went
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