Big and Little Sisters by Theodora R. Jenness
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moving slowly on a far side of the pasture, near the barbed wire fence.
"Again there walks Cordelia Running Bird very far away," said Hannah Straight Tree. "She has walked alone two afternoons. She must be thinking very hard." "She is going on the mourner's walk," observed the girl who kept the playroom. "When an Indian walks alone, so far and very slow, that means they are too sad. She cannot be happy, for the large girls--only me--and the middle-sized girls do not talk to her. Then, too, of course, she thinks of Annie. It was just one year ago this Monday that they took her to the agency. The large girls did not wash, because there was a funeral." "And Cordelia Running Bird was so proud because the girls all cried," said Hannah. "Now I wish we had not cried." "Kee! You must not be so mean as that," exclaimed the largest girl, in shocked surprise. "Of course we cried for Annie. She was very kind to everyone--not cross like us." "She was a very little cross, sometimes, because she was an Indian. She tried much harder than Cordelia Running Bird." "I am glad I sang 'The Sweet By and By' when she was so afraid," said Emma Two Bears. The girls were silent for a little, stirred by memories of the schoolmate who had passed into the life beyond. |
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