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Golden's poor little store. The children had succeeded better than they had dared dream. Outside the crowd was getting larger and larger all the while, and men were saying: "That's a pretty good dog!" The women said: "What a pretty picture!" Little girls said: "I wish I had that pussy!" The boys wished they owned Splash. Many of them knew him, for they had often seen the dog with Bunny Brown.
Golden's answer. "Customers are few and far between." "Mrs. Golden," said Bunny, "my Uncle Tad says you ought to have a special sale. Did you ever have one?" "Oh, yes, years ago," she answered. "I had a sale of notions, and a number of women came in to get things to make dresses with. But I haven't had a special sale for a long while." "Why don't you, then?" asked Bunny eagerly.
Just as you like," said Mrs. Golden, in a dreamy tone. She was thinking of what her son had said in his letter. Hurrying through their lunch as quickly as their mother would let them, Bunny and Sue hastened back to Mrs. Golden's store. They told something of their plans at home, and Uncle Tad said: "That's a fine idea! I'll stop down there later and see how it looks."
Golden's words labored like a steamer in heavy seas; the throbbing of her heart shook them like the throb of the engines. She put her hand to her right side, shakily, with effort. It lay there, yellow against the white muslin of her nightgown, then fell heavily to the bed, like a dead thing. Una trembled with fear as her mother continued, "My pulse it's so fast so hard breathing side pain."
The army united Plans and counter plans Battle of Fair Oaks Lee's plan The situation Stonewall Jackson on the flank Battle of Mechanicsville Joy in camp Porter's corps retreats An astonished army Battle of Gaines' Farm Slocum's division at Games' Farm Retreat to the river Battle of Golden's Farm A young hero A Union victory Our right exposed The sick abandoned A night of sorrow The grand retreat commenced Sad scenes at Savage's Station A meteor railroad train.
The division at once proceeded, as did all the other divisions in the army, to throw up earthworks; making slow advances at certain points by pushing these works further toward the front. On the 18th, we were joined by the other division, Slocum's. The Sixth corps now formed the right of the new line of battle on the south of the river. The line reached from Golden's Farm to Fair Oaks.
For a moment he held both her arms at the elbow and looked at her, while with a panic fear she wondered why she could not move wondered if he were going to kiss her. He withdrew his hands, sighed, "Good-night, Goldie. I won't be lonely to-night!" and turned abruptly away. Through all of Mrs. Golden's long, sobbing queries as to why Una had left her alone all evening Una was patient.
"Then who was it?" insisted the man. "Surely the hose didn't wet me all by itself." "No," admitted Bunny. "But it might have been Mr. Winkler's monkey." "Who's Mr. Winkler's monkey, and how could he wet me with a hose?" demanded the man. "His name is Wango I mean the monkey's is," explained Bunny. "Sometimes he gets away and does things. He climbed up on Mrs. Golden's shelves she keeps a store.
"Do you want anything from the store?" asked Bunny, as he took his seat beside Sue and grasped the pony's reins. "Better ask Mary," was the reply. And, as it happened, Mary wanted some sugar. "We'll get it at Mrs. Golden's," called Bunny, as he drove out of the yard. "My, the children are getting fond of that old lady store keeper," mused Mary, as she went back to her kitchen work.
But you, too, must be careful, son," his mother told him. On their way to school the next day Bunny and Sue went past Mrs. Golden's store to ask how she was. They found her smiling and cheerful, little the worse for her tumble. "My son Philip is going to make me some lower shelves," she said. "Then I can help reach things down for you," exclaimed Sue, with a smile. "Yes, dearie," murmured Mrs.
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