At last a thick little sheet of note paper was chosen; and Daisy began to write.

Or rather, sat over the paper with her pen in her fingers, thinking how to write.

She looked very anxious; then took bits of paper and a pencil and tried different forms of a sentence.

At last, with slow care, and fingers that trembled, a line or two was inscribed on the beautiful thick little sheet of English note paper.
"Dear papa, won't you think about being a Christian?
Do not be displeased with "DAISY." It was written all out, as fair as she could; and then you might have seen Daisy's little round head go down on her hands on the desk.

It did not move for a good while.