August 11th, 2010.

"She's playing the game now, though--that blind lady is. Miss Wetherby told me."

"The--GAME?"

"Yes; the glad game. Didn't I tell you? Finding something in everything to be glad about"...

And Pollyanna, with her eyes on the shimmering beauty all about her, told of the little pair of crutches of long ago, which should have been a doll.

                                                                             _{Pollyanna Grows Up. By Eleanor H Porter.}