Not To You, Living Little Girls, Seeing That I Must Always Keep A Fair Number Of You On My Visiting List, But To A Fascinating Theme I Had To Write About.

For I did really and truly think I had quite finished with it, and now all at once I find myself compelled by a will stronger than my own to make this one further addition.

The will of a little girl who is not present and is lost to me - a wordless message from a distance, to tell me that she is not to be left out of this gallery. And no sooner has her message come than I find there are several good reasons why she should be included, the first and obvious one being that she will be a valuable acquisition, an ornament to the said gallery. And here I will give a second reason, a very important one (to the psychological minded at all events), but not the most important of all, for that must be left to the last.

In the foregoing impressions of little girls I have touched on the question of the child's age when that "little agitation in the brain called thought," begins. There were two remarkable cases given; one, the child who climbed upon my knee to amaze and upset me by her pessimistic remarks about life; the second, my little friend Nesta - that was her name and she is still on my visiting list - who revealed her callow mind striving to grasp an abstract idea - the idea of time apart from some visible or tangible object.

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