New Chronicles of Rebecca by Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin
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the ornament of a meek and lowly spirit, especially girls, who
have more use for it than boys. R.R.R. * * * * * * * * * * * * STORIES AND PEOPLE October, 187-- There are people in books and people in Riverboro, and they are not the same kind. They never talk of chargers and palfreys in the village, nor say How oft and Methinks, and if a Scotchman out of Rob Roy should come to Riverboro and want to marry one of us girls we could not understand him unless he made motions; though Huldah Meserve says if a nobleman of high degree should ask her to be his,--one of vast estates with serfs at his bidding,--she would be able to guess his meaning in any language. Uncle Jerry Cobb thinks that Riverboro people would not make a story, but I know that some of them would. Jack-o'-lantern, though only a baby, was just like a real story if anybody had written a piece about him: How his mother was dead and his father ran away and Emma Jane and I got Aunt Sarah Cobb to keep him so Mr. Perkins wouldn't take him to the poor farm; and about our lovely times with him that summer, and our dreadful loss when his father remembered him in the fall and came to take him away; and how Aunt Sarah carried the trundle bed up attic |
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