Lewie - Or, The Bended Twig by Sarah H. (Sarah Hopkins) Bradford
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am sorry that I cannot visit your snow palace to-day."
"Oh! that's too bad, mother; it will spoil all our fun. But, say, will you give us something to eat?" "Yes; I leave Emily mistress of the keys for to-day, and you may call upon her for pies, cake, or anything the store-room contains; only be a little moderate, and don't leave us entirely destitute." "It won't be half so pleasant without you, mother," said Robert; "but we shall have quite as many as our palace can accommodate, if all these go. Hallo! here's Agnes! Why, Aggy, how do you do? I didn't see you before." At this moment the sleigh was seen coming up the lane, and Mrs. Wharton hastened to get ready to accompany the doctor to the Hemlocks. "I want to whisper to you, dear mother, one minute," said little Grace. "What more Christmas secrets?" asked her mother. A whispered consultation here took place, some request being urged with great eagerness by Grace; and the pleasant "Yes, yes," from her mother, made her bright eyes dance with joy. As Mrs. Wharton was driving from the door, Albert called out: "Mother, may the baby go with us?" "Yes, if Kitty will wrap him up well," was the answer, and the sleigh flew down the lane, and was soon out of sight. |
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