EDWARD AND EUGENIA;
OR THE EMBROIDERED BAG AND THE NEW COAT.
"Oh! I do love you so!" said Eugenia to little Agatha, her schoolfellow, to whom she had taken a violent fancy; and as she said this, she almost smothered her with kisses.
"And I love you very much too," said Agatha, disengaging herself from her arms. "But why do you not like me to play with Fanny?"
"Because you would love her more than me."
"Is Fanny then more amiable?" asked one of the governesses, who had overheard her.
"Certainly not," said Eugenia, whom this supposition very much displeased. "But I do not wish her to love Fanny even as much as she loves me."
"You do not then know how to be sufficiently amiable to make yourself more loved than another?"