Patty Fairfield by Carolyn Wells
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changed to a lullaby, and in about two minutes Patty was sound asleep.
CHAPTER III NEW FRIENDS It was about four o'clock the next afternoon when the train came puffing into the great train-shed in Jersey City. It had passed through Elmbridge about an hour before, but being an express train, it made no stop at such small places. So Mr. St. Clair had arranged to meet Patty at Jersey City and take her back home with him. Patty recognized her uncle as soon as he entered the car, and ran to greet him. "Howdy, Uncle Robert," she said, in her pretty southern way, "are you looking for me?" "I am, if you're little Patty Fairfield. But you've grown so since I saw you that I think I shall have to ask for your credentials." Patty laughed, and answered: "My credentials are that I remember the doll and the candy you brought me five years ago, and I just _know_ you're my |
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