"I don't wonder they call them vulgar, for they're so hateful! I can't understand the rule, and I can't get the examples right.

I wish you wouldn't make me learn them." "Daughter, daughter!" he said, in grave, reproving accents, "don't give way to an impatient temper.

It will only make matters worse." "But, papa," she said, bringing the book and slate as directed, "won't you please let me skip these vulgar fractions ?" "I thought," he said, "that my Lulu was a brave, persevering little girl, not ready to be overcome by a slight difficulty." "Oh! but it isn't a slight one, papa: it's big and hard," she pleaded.
"I will go over the rule with you, and try to make it clear," he returned, still speaking in a pleasant tone; "and then we will see what we can do with these troublesome examples." She sighed almost hopelessly, but gave her attention fully to his explanation, and presently cried out joyfully, "Oh, I do understand it now, papa! and I believe I can get the sums right." "I think you can," he said.

"Stand here by my side, and let me see you try." She succeeded, and was full of joy.
"There is nothing like trying, my little girl," he said, smiling at her exultation and delight.
She came to him again after lessons were done, and Max and Grace had left the room once more.
"May I talk a little to you, papa ?" she asked.
"Yes, more than a little, if you wish," he replied, laying aside the book he had taken up.

"What is it ?" "Papa, I want to thank you for sending me out to take that run, and then helping me so nicely and kindly with my arithmetic." "You are very welcome, my darling," he said, drawing her to a seat upon his knee.
"If you hadn't done it, papa, or if you had spoken sternly to me, as grandpa Dinsmore would have done in your place, I'd have been in a great passion in a minute.