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id: 15971
title: Polly of the Hospital Staff
author: Dowd, Emma C.
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  "I want Polly to tell me a story," Elsie went on, with a bit of "Polly told us a story yesterday," explained Miss Lucy, the pink A low rap on the half-open door sent Miss Lucy thither, and Polly about "Miss Polly May," to which the little girl did n''t pay "I don''t think you appreciate Miss Lucy," Polly continued. Away to the farther end of the room Dr. Dudley went, and Polly "David," began Dr. Dudley, "this is Miss Polly May, the chief went--just like that!" Polly''s little hands dropped flat in "Dear child!" said Miss Lucy, taking the little face in both her Miss Lucy and Polly and Dr. Dudley served those little people who Mrs. Jocelyn, the Doctor had called her, and Polly like the sound Polly was Miss Lucy''s ready right hand, with always a Polly''s heart; but sometimes when Miss Lucy cuddled the little


id: 14610
title: Miss Elliot''s Girls Stories of Beasts, Birds, and Butterflies
author: Corning, Mary Spring
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  "Look at my woodbine worm, boys," Miss Ruth said, as she lifted the "Now, Auntie," said Mollie, in answer to Miss Ruth''s look of inquiry, "I "Yes, dear," Miss Ruth said, in the tone Mollie loved best to hear, "and story you used to tell us about the good little girl who saved a cat "I never knew till the other day," said Florence Austin, "that cats way: ''My good, kind master has come home, and those dreadful boys who "''O Mrs. Tabitha,'' said the poor little cat, ''don''t send me away! "All right; I''ll come," said Roy. They found Miss Ruth alone, for it was Thursday night and the minister''s "I know a boy about your age," said Miss Ruth, "whose father gave him, "Now, girls and boys," said Miss Ruth, on the next Wednesday afternoon, "I think," she said, "this will be a good time to tell you a story


id: 20862
title: Jerry''s Reward
author: Barnett, Evelyn Snead
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  left being a little old man whose back was bent almost double. Although the children were afraid of the old man, they could not help Not seeming to hear the children, the old man used to work in silence, Now Paddy and his wife lived in a little cottage on the far side of the Paddy noticed her looking a little forlorn one morning, so he said: "You''ve come just in time, dear heart," said the thankful Peggy. Mrs. Outcast explained: "When Mimy came home with her story I felt in my to waste time in a fruitless chase, the crooked little old man turned hearing his words, she went up to the crooked little man. All the children were summoned to meet in Mrs. Morton''s long "What are we going to do about it, children?" asked Mrs. Morton. see the children at any and all times, but they must be sure to come


id: 18665
title: Molly Make-Believe
author: Abbott, Eleanor Hallowell
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  In Stanton''s swollen fingers Cornelia''s large, crisp letter rustled As the letter fluttered out of his hand Stanton closed his eyes with a doesn''t know just what a love-letter OUGHT to be like." Turning nervously back to the box''s wrapping-paper Stanton read once [Illustration: Every girl like Cornelia had to go South sometime girl like Cornelia _had_ to go South sometime between November and girl''s good time at a great hotel like this." Cornelia that night was like a letter written in a man''s own Cornelia did not like the letter. "Here!" cried Stanton suddenly reaching out and grabbing the letter. "That''s the girl who loves me," said Stanton not unhumorously. "Oh, yes," said Stanton at last, "I know it''s funny. possible further responsibility concerning, "little brother," Stanton "Very likely," said Stanton perfectly cheerfully. "Did I like it?" cried Stanton. whispered Stanton passionately, "it''s such a _stingy_ little time to


id: 33393
title: Avery
author: Phelps, Elizabeth Stuart
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  As Molly dashed the window up, Mrs. Avery''s head fell back upon the Dr. Thorne took Avery''s stairs two at a time. "Helen shall come to see you," said Dr. Thorne with sudden gentleness. DEAR AVERY,--Your wife has suffered one of the attacks whose nature I Jean Avery lay with closed eyes, quite still, and smiling tranquilly. "Love is always a miracle," Jean Avery said. "Poor Marshall!" said Jean Avery. "It''s Molly''s evening out," said Mrs. Avery patiently. "I ''ll go--thanks!" said Avery, coming back, with his hands in his the first time that he had got to tell Jean that he was going. "I fell asleep," said Jean, after some thought. "I ''ll go and tell Romer I can''t go," said Avery shortly. buggy--looks a little like Thorne''s, does n''t it? "Come, Mr. Avery," said Helen. "Come, Jean!" he said. Avery looked at his wife, sleeping, as she, waking, would never see him


id: 37807
title: Mountain-Laurel and Maidenhair
author: Alcott, Louisa May
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  Mother thought I''d better wait on you; the little girls are so half so good, and delicate folks generally like our old place best," new-comer felt the charm of the place, for the girl loved her mountain "Do you care for poetry?" asked Emily, surprised at the girl''s look and With that Becky went away, leaving Emily to rest and dream with her eyes You may safely cultivate Becky; Mrs. Taylor told me she was a remarkably bright girl, though she may not look Here the chat ended, and soon the little girls were gone, leaving Becky It sounded like poetry," said Emily, leaning both Why, how old are you, Becky?" asked Emily, much "Sit here and have a good rest, while I talk to you," said Emily, eager Becky was sure now that Emily was going to read something of her own thing, and do it without knowing it half the time," said Becky, sinking


id: 39812
title: The Oriel Window
author: Molesworth, Mrs.
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  "Ferdy, my boy"--"Dear little man," as his father and mother came in. [Illustration: OFF FERDY WENT AGAIN, A LITTLE BIT FASTER THIS TIME.] "Ferdy," said Chrissie suddenly, "I think there''s going to be a begin talking together, you know," said mamma, "Ferdy would get dear Ferdy," Miss Lilly was saying, "see what comes of holidays! "Now, Miss Lilly, you''re joking--you know you are," said Ferdy, looking "Oh, I know," said Ferdy; "it was about Jesse Piggot. "In the house of life," said Miss Lilly after thinking a little. "I don''t know, I''m sure, Master Ferdy," said Flowers, who did not feel "It looks like him, Master Ferdy," he said, "but I don''t know that he''ll "Come in, Jesse," she said, "I do want Master Ferdy to see--you know "Good evening, Jesse," said Ferdy, holding out his hand. "Jesse''s not to go back to Draymoor, mamma," said Ferdy, looking up


id: 41052
title: The Hallowell Partnership
author: Brown, Katharine Holland
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  her brother would come home from his long day''s work as cub "I think I''d like to go up to the pilot-house right away, Rod. It is Marian and Roderick, the captain, the _Lucy''s_ engineer, a "I''m glad that you''ve met Mrs. Burford," he said, as he helped Marian Sally Lou''s eyes met Marian''s with a quick question. "Mrs. Burford will play some other time," interrupted Sally Lou, have worked fourteen hours a day, ever since you came West?" Marian''s "I''m banking on the chance that I shall know him some day." Rod''s eyes Sally Lou raised her yellow head and looked at Marian very steadily. Marian, Sally Lou, and Burford Marian and Sally Lou looked on in silent amaze while Mrs. McCloskey Rod started his engine, but Marian stopped him. Side by side with Roderick, Marian worked through the day.


id: 49330
title: The Stingy Receiver
author: Abbott, Eleanor Hallowell
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  "If I were fifty years old," said the Young Doctor quite bluntly, "Quite sure," said the Young Doctor, without emotion. the woman''s eyes seemed rather oddly intent on the Young Doctor "This isn''t a game, Mrs. Gallien!" bristled the Young Doctor. "Mrs. Gallien," asked the Young Doctor with some abruptness, "just "Good-by!" said the Young Doctor. A woman like Mrs. Tome Gallien "Mrs. Tome Gallien?" jumped the Young Doctor. Behind the little black figure''s back the Young Doctor lifted "That''s just it," said the Young Doctor, "it is of the piano and "U-m-m," said the Young Doctor, "Yes--yes, of course that "The poor little girl must never know of Mrs. Tome Gallien''s audacity in sending her here as an ''Adventure.'' "Why she''s here in my office now," said the Young Doctor. "This is it!" said Solvei, and dragged the Young Doctor into the room. "Oh, now really, Mrs. Gallien!" interposed the Young Doctor''s


id: 38661
title: A Walk and a Drive.
author: Miller, Thomas
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  "Is not Rosy fat now?" asked the little girl, in surprise, and feeling Rosy saw lots of such nice grapes that her little mouth quite watered, Then papa said, "I shouldn''t wonder if mamma would like to go out this was very high too, and it blew little Rosy''s hat right off, so that papa But papa said that though Rosy might be a little horse, her mamma was herself; and she thought that papa and mamma would only get a little O, dear, no; at least, so she said, for Rosy did not like to be thought "Who made the cows, Rosy?" asked her papa, when she had looked at them a And he said that cows did not like little girls to take "Take care, Rosy," said her mamma, as the little girl drew back half "Yes, Rosy," said her mamma, "and I hope that my little chicken will


id: 47003
title: Dimbie and I—and Amelia
author: Barnes-Grundy, Mabel
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  "A soft damp west wind will make a woman look ten years younger," said "Just a little small," said Dimbie cheerfully. "Good afternoon, sir," said Dimbie in an extinguishing voice. "Please finish," said Dimbie, "or I shall miss my train." "I think he was right there," said Dimbie. "Only four more days, dear one," Dimbie has said hopefully. "When I said, ''Giving it away,''" Dimbie explained, hedging, "I meant Amelia has said, with her nose in the air, "Seems to think I am just "All young married people want to know that of their friends," he said "Matches!" said Nanty sternly, and Amelia produced a box like lightning. "Dimbie knows his duty as well as any man," I said stiffly. "How did you like General Macintosh, Amelia?" asked Dimbie. "You are a strategist, Amelia," said Dimbie. DIMBIE TAKES PETER AND AMELIA IN HAND DIMBIE TAKES PETER AND AMELIA IN HAND


id: 41708
title: Jack the Hunchback: A Story of Adventure on the Coast of Maine
author: Otis, James
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  place where Aunt Nancy told Jack she spent the pleasant summer evenings. Jack pulled harder the second time, and then, as Aunt Nancy screamed "I ought to have known a boy couldn''t milk," Aunt Nancy said impatiently Then Aunt Nancy and Louis returned to the house while Jack drove the "I''ll go an'' see what Aunt Nancy thinks about it," Jack replied, not Short a time as Jack had known Aunt Nancy, he was reasonably well "But you''ll be killed, Jack dear"; and poor old Aunt Nancy clung to the As has been said, Jack did not think the little woman did any great seen Farmer Pratt," Jack said in a low tone; and as Aunt Nancy started "I''ve said many times I didn''t know how Aunt Nancy would get along if it "No; but Aunt Nancy said you were to go away now," Jack persisted, and


