Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 Excerpt: ...round here. I never see him 'fore." Patty's tense muscles relaxed. Plainly retribution and recovery of the stolen goods were impossible, inasmuch as the culprit was unknown. "Don't ye fret, Arabella, don't ye fret," she soothed, patting the little girl's heaving shoulders. "Like 'nough we'll find somethin' else fur breakfast. My! but 'twas mean--when he must 'a' known ye couldn't run!" she cried angrily. "Ye see, it's dem," she added in a low voice, turning to Maggie ana pointing to little Arabella's twisted, misshapen feet. "She wa'n't finished up right, somehow, I reckon, an' dey don't go good." Maggie was silent. A faint something was stirring within her--a something that had lain dormant for long months. "'Course nobody likes ter lose der breakfast," went on Patty; "but dar's heaps o' chances yit, an' "a gleeful laugh interrupted her. "Breakfast? Why, I've got breakfast--lots of it," cried Maggie, joyously; "enough for all of us!" And she tore open the bag in her hand and proudly displayed the four buns. "Say, you are a brick," cried Patty; but she snatched back the hand that Arabella greedily reached toward the bag. "No, no, Arabella, wait for twinnie! Come," she added to Maggie, "we'll git de rest o' my fam'ly, Ye see dar's three of us, me an' de twins. They're!Arabella' an' 'Clarabella.' Kind o' purty names--don't ye think?" she asked as they trudged along the street. "I named 'em myself out of a piece of a book I found in a ash barrel last winter. Oh, dey had names, 'course, before--' Sue ' an' 'Sally'--but they wa'n't purty ones, so I changed 'em. Names is a thing ye don't have ter have if ye don't like 'em; dey ain't like measles...