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Updated: June 29, 2025


And she must never again go out of bounds alone never. That was strictly forbidden. Anne ate her bread and drank her water with a downcast air. She was not thinking about the scolding and her punishment. She was troubled because Miss Farlow had forbidden her to go off the 'Home' grounds again. Must she give up her dear secret playhouse? She and Honey-Sweet had had such a good time!

As I said before, it was a hot day, and all around the field waved fruit boughs nearly past their bloom, with the green of new leaves overcoming the white and red, and the air was heavy with honey-sweet, and, as steady as a clock-tick through all the roaring of the merrymakers, came the hum of the bees and the calls of the birds.

Then there are shadblow and delicate anemones, about the time of the cherry blossoms; the brief glory of the apple orchards follows; and then the thronging dogwoods fill the forests with their radiance; and so flowers follow flowers until the springtime splendor closes with the laurel and the evanescent, honey-sweet locust bloom.

Anne allowed the little Callahans one by one to touch Honey-Sweet and the older ones were even permitted to hold her for a minute. As Honey-Sweet made the rounds of the group, she was followed admiringly by the beadlike, black eyes of Lois, the second from the baby.

Anne was sent up-stairs to scrub her already shining face, to brush her already orderly locks, to take off her gingham apron and put on a fresh dimity frock. She returned to the office, twisting her hat-ribbon nervously. "If you please, Miss Farlow," she said appealingly, "Honey-Sweet my baby doll, you know was in the note, too. Mayn't I take her with me?"

She considered awhile, then she asked: "Why are you so anxious to go out of bounds?" Anne went a step nearer. "It isn't far," she said. "Just across the hedge. It's a secret. A beautiful place. I take Honey-Sweet she's my doll and we play stories. It's just my private property." Anne used the words she heard often from the larger girls.

Therewith he roused Athene to yet greater eagerness, and from the peaks of Olympus she came glancing down. Now when they had put from them the desire of honey-sweet food, the steadfast goodly Odysseus began to speak among them, saying: 'Let one go forth and see, lest the people be already drawing near against us.

By Anne's breakfast plate were several dainty packages, a copy of Little Lord Fauntleroy, a box of dominoes, an embroidered handkerchief, a box of chocolate creams. And Martha gave Honey-Sweet pink-flowered muslin for a new dress. Breakfast passed in wild confusion. Martha was imploring Dunlop not to eat any more candy or raisins or oranges or figs or nuts. "You'll be sick," she said.

Miss Margery that's the Charity lady she's awful cross sometimes said we shouldn't buy a doll with the wages. But she couldn't fault a present. I never see a child love a doll like she did that Honey-Sweet." "Honey-Sweet!" exclaimed Miss Drayton. "Yessum, lady. Wasn't that a funny name for a doll? It was the purtiest rag baby I ever see." "A rag baby, named Honey-Sweet!" repeated Miss Drayton.

"I make exception of the Dama Margherita, to whom Her Majesty is honey-sweet!" she added, as her glance rested on Elois

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