LITTLE SELECTS THE THANKSGIVING TURKEY
"THIS LITTLE GIRL SOON CAME FLYING OUT WITH HER CONTRIBUTION;
THEN THERE WERE MORE"
"SARAH JANE SAT DOWN BESIDE THE ROAD AND WEPT"
"HE THRUST OUT HIS RIGHT HAND AND GAVE SEVENTOES A PUSH"
THE VISIT TO CAP'N MOSEBY'S
"'EAT 'EM!' ORDERED CAP'N MOSEBY"
"A PARSNIP STEW"
"THERE, AMONG THE BLOSSOMING BRANCHES, CLUNG THE DICKEY BOY"
"SHE WAS A REAL INDIAN PRINCESS"
YOUNG LUCRETIA
"Who's that little gal goin' by?" said old Mrs. Emmons.
"That--why, that's young Lucretia, mother," replied her daughter Ann,
peering out of the window over her mother's shoulder. There was a fringe
of flowering geraniums in the window; the two women had to stretch their
heads over them.
"Poor little soul!" old Mrs. Emmons remarked further. "I pity that
child."
"I don't see much to pity her for," Ann returned, in a voice
high-pitched and sharply sweet; she was the soprano singer in the
village choir. "I don't see why she isn't taken care of as well as most
children."
"Well, I don't know but she's took care of, but I guess she don't get
much coddlin'. Lucretia an' Maria ain't that kind--never was. I heerd
the other day they was goin' to have a Christmas-tree down to the
school-house. Now I'd be will-in' to ventur' consider'ble that child
don't have a thing on't."
"Well, if she's kept clean an' whole, an' made to behave, it amounts to
a good deal more'n Christmas presents, I suppose.
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