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She was deeply impressed with this when she entered other homes on errands, and she longed for the warmth of affection she saw manifested in every look and word of their happy inmates. Yet her poor, crushed nature dared not rise and assert its rights. She had been oppressed so long, that the mind had lost all native elasticity, and one whose sympathies were alive would have looked on her as a blighted bud a poor uncared prada trainers for flower, by life's road side. It was quite dark when she finished her milking, and went to give the young heifer her hay. She loved this animal more than any living thing beside the old house dog, and as she patted her soft hide, the creature turned on her eyes which seemed full of love, as if to show to her that there is some light in the darkest hour, something compensatory in the lowliest form of labor.
Margaret lingered beside the animal, and thought how much better she loved her than she did her present mother. I love you, Bessie, she said, as the creature stretched forth her head to scent the warm milk in the pail. I ve a good mind to, Bessie; you want some, don't you? And without stopping to think of the consequences, she turned some of the contents of the pail into Bessie's trough. Margaret Thorne! I wonder if you don't know when it's dark. It's high time your work was done! Screamed her mother at the top of her voice. She seized her pails and ran to the prada sale
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