“I see,” said the doctor looking quizzically from one happy face to the other, “but hasn’t she always been from your home town?”
~The Search by Grace Livingston Hill
"Oh, because you're so handsome, and I an't handsome a bit. I heard Ellen Chase tell Lucretia Davis, the other day, that she thought Gerty Flint was the worst-looking girl in the school."
"Then she ought to be ashamed of herself," said Willie, "I guess she an't very good-looking. I should hate the looks of her or any other girl that said that."
~The Lamplighter by Maria S. Cummins
“Well,” she tossed her red head proudly, “I’m glad I’m one!” A sudden thought came to her--"Come in, Phil, while I fit and then we’ll set in the kitchen and count how often Aunt Rebecca says, My goodness.”
“Um-uh,” he agreed readily, “come on, Manda. That’ll be peachy.”
~Amanda: A Daughter of the Mennonites by Anna Balmers Meyers
"What about iffen ya lose something thet ya already had an' had sotra set yer mind on?"
"Ya mean like Clem or Ellen?"
Marty nodded slowly.
"He doesn't take away the hurt, But he shares it with ya."
"Wishit I woulda had me someone to share mine."
"He was there, an' I'm a thinkin' thet He helped ya more than ya knowed."
"But I didn't really ask Him to."
~Love Comes Softly by Janette Oke
Sara June was staring at Laverty. There were two spots of red on her cheeks and her eyes were blazing. "Golden Boy isn't a scrub," she said. "But that word fits you!"
~The Golden Stallion's Victory by Rutherford G. Montgomery