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Updated: May 29, 2025
Annie had a thousand questions to ask about Grandmamma and Aunty, who no longer lived in the hut, but in Medville, where Mr. Grant had hired a small house for them. "They are quite comfortable now," said Mrs. Randolph. "Aunty has gained a little flesh, and Grandmamma is stronger, and able to walk out sometimes.
You can fancy the excitement of Major and Mrs. Randolph when Mr. Grant's letter reached Medville. He offered to adopt Annie, and treat her in every respect as though she were his own daughter, provided her Grandmother and Aunt would give her up entirely, and promise never again to claim her as theirs. "If they will consent to this," wrote Mr.
"Except when I taught school at Medville," Diantha corrected. "When I taught here I made 'em just the same." "So you did," agreed her mother. "So you did! No matter how tired you were you wouldn't admit it. You always were the best child!" "If I was tired it was not of making biscuits anyhow. I was tired enough of teaching school though. I've got something to tell you, presently, Mother."
Randolph, "that is the most pathetically sweet little darling I ever saw." "Pathetic? Why she's as happy as the day is long." "Ah, you don't understand! That's the very reason. 'I feel to cry' over her, as old Mauma Sally would say." Medville was a quiet, lonely place. All the people, black and white alike, were very poor. Nobody called to see Mrs.
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