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She did not know this was a remarkable occasion, and the baby had to-day begun to remember. She did not know that if Flyaway should live to be an old lady, she would sometimes say to her grandchildren, "The very first thing I have any recollection of, dears, is grinding coffee in your great-grandmamma's kitchen at Willowbrook.
My mother was a Willowbrook, as you know, and a considerable heiress, that is how I come out all right, but until John's father, Sir James, squandered things, the head of the family was always very rich and full of land and awfully set on the dignity of his race. They had turned the cult of it into regular religion." "The father of this man made a gaspillage, then well?"
Dotty Dimple became a school-girl, with a "bosom friend" and a pearl ring. Prudy, who called herself "the middle-aged sister," grew tall and slender. Katie was four years old, and just a little heavier, so she no longer needed a cent in her pocket to keep her from blowing away. The Parlins had been at Willowbrook a week before the Cliffords arrived. There was a great sensation over Katie.
I am going to tell you something about a little girl who was always saying and doing funny things, and very often getting into trouble. Her name was Prudy Parlin, and she and her sister Susy, three years older, lived in Portland, in the State of Maine, though every summer they went to Willowbrook, to visit their grandmother.
"Aunt Madge and I have no reason to be ashamed of them, I am sure," thought he, taking out his new watch every few minutes, not because he wished to show it, but for fear it was losing time. "How I wish we had Grace and Susey here! and then I should have all my nieces," said Aunt Madge. "Is it possible these are the same children I used to see at Willowbrook?
A man saved six eggs and the pepper box. "It was real too bad grandma's room was burnt up! When I went into grandma's room I used to feel just like singing. Mother says that isn't so bad as wickedness. She says it is 'home where the heart is. "Dotty hasn't had any temper for five days. Finis." Just about this time a letter came from Willowbrook, saying Mrs. Clifford was quite ill, and asking Mrs.
Mother, and Susy, and Prudy had gone to Willowbrook, to grandpa Parlin's of course they had, and left grandma Bead all alone in the house, with nothing to eat. How strange! How unkind! "Grandma!" she called out under Mrs. Read's window. There was no answer. Dotty fancied the white curtain moved just a little; but that was because a fly was balancing himself on its folds.
In the first place she was very tired of it, in the second place it was vacation, and in the third place the whole family were going to Willowbrook on a visit. It was very pleasant at grandpa Parlin's at any time. Such a stout swing in the big oil-nut tree! Such a beautiful garden, with a summer-house in it! Such a nice cosy seat in the trees! So many "cubby holes" all about to hide in!
No, Horace had not noticed; it was "Fly, with her little eye," who saw everything, and made remarks about it. "O, O," cried Grace, dropping her knife and fork, and patting her hands softly under the table, "isn't it so nice to be at Willowbrook again, taking supper together? Doesn't it remind you of pleasant things, Susy, to eat grandma's cream toast?"
"Oh, mamma, I've been thinking about it, off and on, for a year. Ever since I was at Willowbrook last summer and heard Grandma Parlin talk about her first school. Why, don't you remember, she was just fourteen, she said, nearly three months younger than I am." Mrs. Dunlee understood it all now, and said to herself: "Dear old Grandma Parlin!
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