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239 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1955
The three new children, who had entered so timorously on that far September morning, were now part and parcel of Fairacre School. Each had added something to the life of our small school; that little microcosm, working busily, within the larger one of Fairacre village.
Life in a village demands a guard on the tongue, and none knows this better than the vicar's wife.
. . . I returned to the schoolroom reflecting that we do indeed take our pleasures variously.
. . . how seldom one can indulge in the inflation of any sort of emotion without life's little pin-pricks bursting the balloon.
What an afternoon, I mused! When these boys and girls are old and look back to their childhood, it is the brightest hours that they will remember. This is one of those golden days to lay up as treasure for the future, I told myself, excusing our general idleness.