author - "T. S. Arthur"

t trifles is fretting both of you, and bodes evil in the future.""Would you have me assent if he said black was white?" she answered to her father's remonstrance one day, balancing her little head firmly and setting her lips together in a resolute way. "It might be wiser to say nothing than to utter dissent, if, in so doing, both were made unhappy," returned her father. "And so let him think me a passive fool?" she asked. "No; a prudent girl, shaming his