  "Madeline," asked her mother, when home she came at noon, "How did you like your teacher, or can't you tell so soon?" MADELINE: "Oh, yes, I formed my 'pinion long 'fore I started home, She's rather pleasant, looks quite wise, and wears a lovely comb, But surely she is stupid in spite of her wise looks, 'Cause she only asked us questions from out of a lot of books." |
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