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¡¡¡¡was in the right. He didn't come; and just at night I remembered what you said when Amy fell into the river. I read my little book, felt better, resolved not to let the sun set on my anger, and ran over to tell Laurie I was sorry. I met him at the gate, coming for the same thing. We both laughed, begged each other's pardon, and felt all good and comfortable again. ¡¡¡¡I made a `pome' yesterday, when I was helping Hannah wash; and, as Father likes my silly little things, I put it in to amuse him. Give him the lovingest hug that ever was, and kiss yourself a dozen times for your ¡¡¡¡T
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opsy-Turvy Jo. ¡¡¡¡A Song From The Suds ¡¡¡¡Queen of my tub, I merrily sing, ¡¡¡¡While the white foam rises high; ¡¡¡¡And sturdily wash and rinse and wring, ¡¡¡¡And fasten the clothes to dry; ¡¡¡¡Then out in the free, fresh air they swing, ¡¡¡¡Under the sunny sky. ¡¡¡¡I wish we could wash from our hearts and souls ¡¡¡¡The stains of the week away, ¡¡¡¡And let water and air by their magic make ¡¡¡¡Ourselves as pure as they; ¡¡¡¡Then on the earth there would be indeed
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