Quotations from Laura
Happy Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving dinner was good. Pa had shot a wild goose for it. Ma had to stew the goose because there was no fireplace, and no oven in the little stove. But she made dumplings in the gravy. There were corn dodgers and mashed potatoes. There were butter, and milk, and stewed dried plums. And three
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Wanna Play?
“She stumbled and fell down and her eyes popped open. She was up again and running before she could think.”
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A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words
What a beautiful world this is! Have you noticed the wonderful coloring of the sky at sunrise? For me there is no time like the early morning, when the spirit of light broods over the earth at its awakening. What glorious colors in the woods these days! Did you ever think that great painters have
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America's King
The crowd was scattering away then, but Laura stood stock still. Suddenly she had a completely new thought. The Declaration and the song came together in her mind, and she thought: God is America’s king.
She thought: Americans won’t obey any king on earth. Americans are free. That means they have to obey their own consciences.
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Independence Day
“Father, how was it axes and plows that made this country? Didn’t we fight England for it?”
“We fought for Independence, son,” Father said. “But all the land our forefathers had was a little strip of country, here between the mountains and the ocean. All the way from here west was Indian country,
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Boom!
Boom!
Laura was jerked out of sleep. The bedroom was dark. Carrie asked in a thin, scared whisper, “What was that?”
“Don’t be scared,” Laura answered. They listened. The window was hardly gray in the dark, but Laura could feel that the middle of the night was past.
BOOM! The air seemed to shake.
“Great guns!” Pa exclaimed sleepily.
“Why?
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Neighbors
Recently I found myself stranded on the side of the road with a flat tire, so I started thinking about Little House. I had plenty of time because in the more than 45 minutes I was there, not one person stopped to help. And that’s why I started thinking about Little House, because I’m pretty sure that
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A Soft Answer…
Mrs. A. was angry. Her eyes snapped, her voice was shrill and a red flag of rage was flying upon each cheek. She expected opposition, and anger at the things she said but her remarks were answered in a soft voice; her angry eyes were met by smiling ones and her attack was smothered in
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Victory May Depend on You
“It is a war in each man’s heart. Each man is fighting as the spirit moves him,” said Hira Singh, speaking of the war, in the absorbing story of author Talbot Mundy.
Every day is showing more plainly that Hira Singh was right and that his statement is true in more ways than the author meant.
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A Dog's a Dog for A' That
It is surprising how like human beings animals seem when they are treated with consideration. Did you ever notice the sense of humor animals have? Ever see a dog apologize — not a cringing fawning for favor, but a frank apology as one gentleman to another?
Shep was trying to learn to sit up and shake
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