By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 10, 2011 From the Juvenile Instructor, January 1911 – The Lucky One. “Of course I shall be the one. I’m oldest,” said Edith. “No, I shall, because you went away last, and I didn’t,” said Ruth. “I need a change for my health,” said Anna, with a drawn-down mouth that might truly be the sign of pain, but with rosy cheeks which could be the sign of a very healthy girl. “Whoever goes,�...
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