Princess Polly's Gay Winter by Amy Brooks
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then go over to his lovely house at Cliffmore for the rest of the
Summer." "Why, that's just what my papa said, last evening," said Princess Polly, "and I do believe they've planned it together." "I'll go home just as soon as school closes," said Sprite, "and I'll be company for ma, I'll gather lovely shells for you to keep, I'll read to pa evenings, but most of all, I'll be watching the long white road that leads from the pier. "Oh, let's play this hammock is the boat to Cliff more!" she cried, "and we'll call the different landings." "All right!" cried Rose, "and do you hear that funny creak?" she asked. "Well, that is the steamer just starting off." They swung a while, and then Sprite shouted the name of the first stopping-place. "Seaman's Port!" she cried. "This is where they always roll off lots of barrels." "What's in them?" Polly asked. "Oh, salt pork, and vegetables, and, oh, all sorts of things that they can't buy on the island." "Seafarm Ledge!" she next shouted. |
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