After all, a woman didn't leave much behind in the world to show she'd been there. Even the children she bore and raised got their father's name. But her quilts, now that was something she could pass...
You know what a storyteller is, don't you? It's a person that has a good memory who hopes other people don't.
Jam on a winter took away the blue devils. It was like tasting summer.
... I told him I was so happy that I had nothing else to pray for. 'Why,'says I, I've got prayers to sell.
Ned was always an admirer of sunrises. From his first days in the West when he was a runaway boy, he had been gladdened by the dawn over the prairie. He loved the beauty as the day began to break, the...