“Mother! what a world of affection is comprised in that single word; how little do we in the giddy round of youthful pleasure and folly heed her wise counsels. How lightly do we look upon that zealous care with which… — Fanny Kelly Copy Share Image
“On the summits of these heights I found shells such as are picked up at the seaside. The Indians accounted for their appearance there… — Fanny Kelly Copy Share Image
“It is thus with our life. We silently glide along, little dreaming about the waves which will so soon sweep over us, dashing us… — Fanny Kelly Copy Share Image
“Mother! what a world of affection is comprised in that single word; how little do we in the giddy round of youthful pleasure and… — Fanny Kelly Copy Share Image
