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Updated: September 28, 2025
She sat there, smiling to herself, eager to tell Nannie that she had argued Cherry-pie into admitting that the plan of "living on the principal" was at least feasible; and also that she had sounded her uncle, and believed that if she and David and Cherry-pie attacked him, all together, they could make him consent!
Elizabeth said; and the dimple deepened so entrancingly that Robert Ferguson gave her a meager kiss. After securing this somewhat tentative consent, Elizabeth and Cherry-pie decided that the next thing to do was to "make David write to uncle, and simply insist that the wedding shall be next month!"
At once the whole flock of robins flew to the cherry-tree, and our hopes of a cherry-pie were doomed to disappointment for that year. I once heard of a green-colored South American parrot who was more than one hundred years old.
Elizabeth was twisting her left hand about to get different lights on her ring, which she had managed to slip on her finger when Cherry-pie was not looking. Blair, with absent eyes, was singing under his breath: "'Oh! I came to a river, an' I couldn't get across; Sing "Polly-wolly-doodle" all the day! An' I jumped upon a nigger, an' I thought he was a hoss; Sing Polly-wolly
Of course I never mean anything I say, and I can't imagine why people mind; but they do. Last week I made Cherry-pie cry. Of course she oughtn't to have been hurt; she knows me. You see I am really a devil, David, to make dear, old Cherry-pie unhappy! But I don't believe I will ever lose my temper again as long as I live. I am going to be good, like your mother." The tears stood in her eyes. "Mrs.
When Robert Ferguson's door opened, his heart was on his lips. "Eliz " he began, and stopped short. "Oh, Miss White. Good morning, Miss White!" And before poor Cherry-pie knew it, he had given her a great hug; "Where is Elizabeth? Not out of bed yet? Oh, the lazybones!"
Richie says she's quite sure she isn't really vain in wanting such things." "I have been at my post, sir, since Elizabeth was three years old," Miss White said with spirit, "and I have frequently told you that she was not vain. I'll go and tell her what you say, immejetly!" But when Cherry-pie went to carry the great news she found Elizabeth's door locked. "What?
"I'm going to take Cherry-pie some ice-cream," he said; and all the way back he was so absorbed in trying unsuccessfully to keep the pallid pink contents of the mussy paper box from dripping on his clothes that he was able to forget Elizabeth's rudeness. But childhood, for all four of them, ended that afternoon.
I want to go and see Nannie for a minute, and Cherry-pie says I must be in before dark, because I have a cold." "I like sitting here best," David confessed, but pulled himself up from the sofa, and in another minute Miss White, peering from an upper window, saw them walking off. "Made for each other!" said Cherry-pie, nibbling with happiness.
Mr. Ferguson said, lifting his head from his papers with a fretted look. "Why," said Miss White, "as I am always at my post, sir, I have opportunities for observing; in fact, I shouldn't wonder if they were attached." Cherry-pie would have felt that a more definite word was indelicate.
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