THE SUNSHINE
NCE there was a little girl who had an old grandmother—such a very, very old grandma, with white hair, and wrinkles all over her face. But Katherine, the little girl, loved her, and did all she could to please the old lady.
Katherine's father owned a very large house, the front of which turned towards the south, receiving all the splendor of the bright sunshine. But the old grandmother occupied a room at the north side, where no sunshine would come. Kate often wondered why it never took a notion to peep into her grandmother's room, and one day she asked her father why it was so.
"The sunshine cannot reach her room," answered her father, "because it is at the shady side of the house."
"Why can't we turn the house around, papa, and have grandma's room placed where the light may reach it?" inquired the little girl.
"You little goose," replied he, "do you think we can turn the whole house so easily? But even if
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