Practice Typing

Laurie went off two stairs at a time, and Jo laid her wearied head down on Beths little brown hood, which no one had thought of moving from the table where she left it. It must have possessed some magic, for the submissive spirit of its gentle owner seemed to enter into Jo, and when Laurie came running down with a glass of wine, she took it with a smile, and said bravely, I drink Health to my Beth.