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Estralla!" feeling almost sure that, like herself, Estralla must be wandering about lost in the sand-hills. It was nearly dark before she gave up trying to find her way to the fort, and, shivering and half afraid, crawled under the scraggly branches of some stunted trees on a sheltered slope. "My father will come and find me, I know he will," she said aloud, almost ready to cry.
"I will go to the wharf with you. It was too bad to leave you. I must see Sylvia before she goes. Perhaps I may not be permitted to have visitors much longer," said Mrs. Carleton, and she and Grace left the pleasant room and, followed closely by Estralla, made their way over the bridge to the landing-place. "Where is Sylvia?" asked Mr. Fulton, looking at his watch.
I've got something to tell you," Grace said, as the two friends stood for a moment at Sylvia's gate, after they had thanked Uncle Chris, and said good-bye to Sylvia's brothers. Grace was so serious that Sylvia wondered what it could be. "It isn't that Estralla is going to be sold right away, is it?" she asked anxiously. "No. I'll tell you after supper," Grace responded and ran on to her own home.
Here, help me sop it up," and grabbing her bath towel Sylvia began to mop up the little stream of water which was trickling across the floor. Estralla managed to get to her feet. She was still holding fast to the handle of the broken pitcher. The front of her cotton dress was soaked, but she was not hurt. "I'll get whipped, yas'm, I will, fer breaking the pitcher."
Fulton in so indefinite a manner that at first Sylvia's mother hardly understood whether Sylvia was in the garden of the school, or had started for home. Estralla was standing near the steps and began whimpering: "Oh, Missy Sylvia los'! That w'at she say. She lost!" "Nonsense, Estralla! Sylvia could not be lost in Miss Patten's garden," said Mrs.
He was just as kind and polite as if I had been a grown-up young lady," said Sylvia with enthusiasm. "Yas'm, I reckons he would hafter be, 'cos he's a Carolinian gen'man. I'se mighty glad he gives me to you, Missy. I reckon my mammy's gwine to be glad," and Estralla, quite forgetting that there was such a thing as trouble in the world, danced along beside her new mistress.
But one of my men is going to sail you safely home. What's this?" he added, as Estralla appeared by Sylvia's side. "It's Estralla. Her mammy is our cook," said Sylvia. The Captain looked a little puzzled. He wondered how the little darky had got on board the vessel without being seen. "Well, she will be company for you.
Waite smiled and bowed, and seemed exactly like Santa Claus. "I'm ever so much obliged," said Sylvia. "I like Estralla." "Do you? Yes! Well! And I hope you will come again, Miss Sylvia.
Then there was the little colored girl Estralla, who was to arrive the next day, and besides these interesting facts, she had discovered who really owned the forts, and could tell her schoolmates on Monday. All these pleasant happenings made Sylvia forgetful of Elinor Mayhew's unkindness. Before bedtime she had learned the words of the song from which she was named.
Not one of the little girls in the pleasant room was as happy as Estralla; and when supper was ready and Sylvia and her friends went down-stairs, leaving Estralla in charge of all the dolls, she could hardly believe in her good fortune, and, as usual, was sure it was all due to her beloved Missy Sylvia.
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