- Page 1 and 2: PAULA THE WALDENSIAN Eva Lecomte
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- Page 5 and 6: Of course, our own garden covering
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- Page 9 and 10: sir, take this little orphan as you
- Page 11 and 12: "You can talk to me as you like," I
- Page 13 and 14: However, on this particular afterno
- Page 15 and 16: "Keep quiet, Lisita. Your tongue ru
- Page 17 and 18: other end of the house. Are you res
- Page 19 and 20: happy song of the canaries, from wh
- Page 21 and 22: and then suddenly came that terribl
- Page 23 and 24: help me?'" "But I thought Mamma die
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- Page 27 and 28: "Oh," I exclaimed beamingly; "I do
- Page 29 and 30: At last the great day arrived. It w
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- Page 35 and 36: father had placed under the apple-t
- Page 37 and 38: endeavor to make her happy and forg
- Page 39 and 40: "See my flowers," she said. "I pick
- Page 41 and 42: luntly tell her the truth that we l
- Page 43 and 44: any time to come and call us, but s
- Page 45 and 46: "No," she said, "I'm not afraid to
- Page 47 and 48: "Because I didn't know what to say
- Page 49 and 50: Chapter 6 In the midst of darkness
- Page 51 and 52: already told you that in this house
- Page 53 and 54: "Oh, let her pray, father," implore
- Page 55 and 56: words. Have you found them yet?" Pa
- Page 57 and 58: would have exchanged all my books f
- Page 59 and 60: you." But Paula continued crying, i
- Page 61 and 62: the back of her sleeve, as she turn
- Page 63 and 64: Poor Paula seemed at a loss. "Well,
- Page 65 and 66: And so Teresa and Paula kneeled tog
- Page 67 and 68: "Well, well," said my father, "I'm
- Page 69 and 70: saw it again, I'm afraid--I'm afrai
- Page 71 and 72: "Why do you ask that, sir?" she sai
- Page 73 and 74: until, until--" My poor father coul
- Page 75 and 76: "Oh, yes, indeed, I do forgive you,
- Page 77 and 78: And then, as she thought of the dea
- Page 79 and 80: for the first time in my life, I wa
- Page 81 and 82: "No, Teresa dear," and Paula sighed
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"Oh, no indeed, you shall all come
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And the "things" which we "saw" wer
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"Oh, sir," cried Paula, to one of t
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here," she said amiably. "Now, we m
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do with you! Here's another package
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Chapter 9 A little glimpse of heave
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For there is no night there. Paula
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Paula that sang. But don't punish h
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Chapter 10 In the country Once a ye
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Soon after this there would appear
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and Edward informed us that at one
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disappointment to you," he said, pa
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But she shook her head as if trying
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"How is that?" "Oh, I'm just stayin
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upon the beauty of her eyes and hai
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Paula threw her grammar on a road-s
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We soon recognized with joy that it
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of people." Paula had such a sympat
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"Oh, why not now, Louisa?" "Because
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Mademoiselle Paula. That afternoon
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Chapter 12 A treasure restored Our
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"You know, Paula, father always giv
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her past life in that far-off Walde
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Chapter 13 The school-teacher and h
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disagreeable thing in the house wit
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exacting a promise from Paula that
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Presently the shawl came down from
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"I'm afraid you will have to wait a
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oth sincere and kindly, and I rose
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healed, returned and glorified God
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I looked at her furtively. By the l
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her to sew and to knit. "What are y
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that seemed to be his chief pleasur
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"May God bless them both," and Marg
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Chapter 15 The Breton It was a snow
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man like that may do. If my rheumat
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I interrupted her to ask if she kne
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I don't mind doing another month fo
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Monsieur Dumas, and the other is he
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"And do you believe He could do it?
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"Yes, I do, indeed!" And here Celes
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Chapter 16 Saved! That night on our
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"How white and pure and beautiful e
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As timidly as a child the Breton ad
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had no work, and my wife taunted me
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Chapter 17 The young school-mistres
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tell you! It's God Himself who's do
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permission at last. The Breton came
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learned to pray. But now some of th
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"Well, supposing that's not so!" sh
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a smile. "You see, the Breton has a
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"I don't know yet exactly, but I've
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followed. I presume the neighborhoo
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Breton is only grateful for all you
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came to singing, his marvelously fr
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"I think," said my father slowly in
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To heal, to strengthen, and provide
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Chapter 20 In His presence At times
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Louis followed shortly to return to
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started to come over me, but it was
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stories of Paula's universal love f
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Tenderly my father cut off two lock
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The storm of wind and rain had pass