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how my misdeeds might react to hurt others. Then she explained why she had forbidden me to pick the flowers; I had to stand on a high stool to reach the blossoms and she was afraid I would injure myself; and because the flowers would die if they were picked with the sun beating on them. And she called my attention to the withered flowers in my hot little hand.

I wept not for my misdeed but for the dead flowers. My regret was so deep that I obed afterward.

Mrs. A.L. Cooper
c/o Holly Sugar Corp
Surink Colorado