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THE LITTLE IMMIGRANT

Eva Stern


CHAPTER I

"NAH! Renestine, cannot you come with the skirt and let me lay it in
your trunk? You are dreaming, dreaming all the time. My child, these
things must be ready by midnight tonight."

The girl was thirteen years old and her mother was getting her
possessions together to send her to America to join a sister who had
already gone there and was married and now sent to have her little
sister journey to the States, too.

"Oh, Mutterchen, I do not want to go," burst out Renestine. "I
want to stay with you. I do not want to go."

"Nah! Kindlein, stay then," said the mother, keeping her own
grief away from her child.

Just then the door to the little room flew open and three
excited girls of about Renestine's own age or perhaps one or two years
older, bustled themselves inside.