Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Whoever saw Flora on her birthday morning, at half-past seven O'clock on that morning; saw a very pretty sight. Eight years old to a minute, and not awake yet. Her' cheeks were plump and pink, her light hair was all tumbled, her little red flips were held together as if to kiss some 0 her eyes also, if you could have seen them, were blue and merry, but for the moment they had gone fast asleep and out of Sight under fat little eyelids. Wagga the dog was up and about, Muff the cat was up and about, chirping birds were up and about; or if they were mere nestlings and so could not go about (supposing.
