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'It seems _years_ since we came to England,' said Roland, his thoughts taking another direction, 'and it has been winter ever since we came from India. I can't think how it will ever look any different You're quite sure we shall see all the gardens full of beautiful flowers at Easter, Mr. Bob? I don't see how it is going to happen.' IT SEEMS YEARS SINCE WE CAME TO ENGLAND SAID ROLAND HIS THOUGHTS TAKING ANOTHER DIRECTION AND IT HAS BEEN WINTER EVER SINCE WE CAME FROM INDIA I CAN'T THINK HOW IT WILL EVER LOOK ANY DIFFERENT YOU'RE QUITE SURE WE SHALL SEE ALL THE GARDENS FULL OF BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS AT EASTER MISTER BOB I DON'T SEE HOW IT'S GOING TO HAPPEN
hat we would rather not remember.' 'Sibyl is turning into a parson,' said Miss Amabel with a laugh. [Illustration] Miss Sibyl did not mind the laugh. 'The children are unfolding a parable to me,' she said quietly, 'and I am getting the benefit of its interpretation.' Christmas came and went, and Roland and Olive, with the delights of a Christmas tree, and a party, and all the brightness attending that festive season, were a little shaken in their views upon an English winter. They went down to the lodge to talk it over with old Bob. 'I don't think Easter can be much nicer than Christmas!' said Olive, as she climbed up on the old man's knees. 'Don't you like Christmas, Mr. Bob?' 'Yes, Miss Olive, I loves the Christmas in the Bible; but not as some folks make it here. 'Tis very nice for you little ones, with all your bright spirits; but when you get old, you somehow never feel so sad as when every one round you is extra happy. I'm a lonely old man, and I miss my dear ones at these times. AY AT SOMETIMES WE SHUT OUT FROM OUR MINDS AND THOUGHTS WHAT WE WOULD RATHER NOT REMEMBER SYBYL IS TURNING INTO A PARSON SAID MISS AMABEL WITH A LAUGH MISS SYBIL DID NOT MIND THE LAUGH THE CHILDREN ARE UNFOLDING ARE PARABLE TO ME SHE SAID QUIETLY AND I AM GETTING THE BENEFIT OF ITS INTERPRETATION CHRISTMAS CAME AND WENT AND ROLAND AND OLIVE WITH THE DELIGHTS OF A CHRISTMAS TREE AND A PARTY AND ALL THE BRIGHTNESS ATTENDING THE FESTIVE SEASON WERE A LITTLE SHAKEN IN THEIR VIEWS UPON AN ENGLISH WINTER THEY WENT DOWN TO THE LODGE TO TALK IT OVER WITH OLD BOB I DON'T THINK EASTER CAN BE MUCH NICER THAN CHRISTMAS SAID OLIVER AS SHE CLIMBED UP ON THE OLD MAN'S KNEES DON'T YOU LIKE CHRISTMAS MISTER BOB YES MISS OLIVE I LOVES THE CHRISTMAS IN THE BIBLE BUT NOT AS SOME FOLKS MAKE IT HERE TIS VERY NICE FOR YOU LITTLE ONES FOR YOUR BRIGHT SPIRITS BUT WHEN YOU GET OLD YOU SOMEHOW NEVER FEEL SO SAD AS WHEN EVERY ONE ROUND YOU IS EXTRA HAPPY I'M A LONELY OLD MAN AND I MISS MY DEAR ONES AT THESE TIMES
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