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Being a widow without children, and relieved of nearly all the
weaknesses of her sex by the systematic refusal of the opposite sex to
give her any encouragement in them, Mrs. SKAMMERHORN was a relentless
advocate of Woman's Inalienable Rights, and only wished that Man could
just see himself in that contemptible light ... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
Broken in spirit as he was by preceding humiliations, the old lawyer had
not the heart to contest the point, and it was agreed, that, upon the
arrival of Miss CAROWTHERS from Bumsteadville, she and FLORA should
accept the memorable room in question.
Upon their way back to the hotel, guardian and ward met Mr. BENTHAM,
... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
The exhilarating effect of the genial Comic Paper man upon FLORA did
not, indeed, pass away, until she and Miss CAROWTHERS were in their
appointed quarters under the roof of Mrs. SKAMMERHORN, whither they went
immediately upon the arrival of the elder spinster from Bumsteadville.
"It could have been wished, my good wo... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
"FLORA, my dear," said Miss CAROWTHERS, turning with dignity to her
pupil, "if I know anything of human nature, the man who has once got
away from here, will stay away. Only single ghosts have attachments for
the houses in which they once lived. So, never mind the boots and razor,
darling; which, after all, if seen by... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
CHAPTER XXIII.
GOING HOME IN THE MORNING.
After having thrown all his Ritualistic friends at home into a most
unholy and exasperated condition of mind, by a steady series of vague
remarks as to the extreme likelihood of their united implication in the
possible deed of darkness by which he has lost a broadcloth nephew... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
"Thairvairimitative," he tells her;--"Cookwashiron' n' eatbirdsnests."
"An' vote would they, honey?"
"Yesh--'f course--thairvairimitative, I tell y'," snarls he:
"do'tcheapzdirt."
"Is it vote chaper they would, the haythen naygurs, than daycint,
hardworkin' white min?" she asks, excitedly.
"Yesh. Chinesecheaplabor," h... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
After a start and a pause, Mr. CLEWS repeats his information concerning
the Ritualistic church, and then cautiously follows the woman as she
goes thither.
Unconscious of the remarkable female figure intently watching him from
under a corner of the gallery, and occasionally shaking a fist at him,
Mr. BUMSTEAD attends t... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
RURAL PERSON. "I've heard most everybody that's sung in our Philadelphy
opera house, and some of 'em are pretty hard to beat. NILSSON may beat
'em, you know. Mind, now, I don't say she won't, but she's got a mighty
hard row to hoe."
CRITIC. _(Who sent for seats for his eight sisters and their
friends--but who did not ... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
CRITIC. "Those flowers will just be taken out of the back door, and
brought in again to be used the second time. There's a hand-cart waiting
for them now, at the Fifteenth Street entrance."
SIX PRIME DONNE, _(who were not asked to sing at the NILSSON concerts.)_
"Well, did you ever hear 'Angels Ever Bright' sung in a ... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
CONNOISSEUR, _(who really does know something about music, but who
actually has no prejudices.)_ "Her voice is such a one as MARGARET must
have had when she sang by her spinning-wheel, before fate threw her in
the way of FAUST. And these professional musicians will tear her
reputation to pieces among themselves! Why s... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
BIERSTADT, as usual, is painting Yos. Having entirely exhausted the Yo
Semite, he is now at work on a grand picture of a Southdown Ewe, and
will soon commence a view of his studio,--at sunrise. He well deserves
his title of the Yeoman of Art.
JAMES HAMILTON, of Philadelphia, is painting a sunset. It may not be
general... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
The well-known Miss EDMONIA LEWIS has been exhibiting her statue of
"HAGAR," in Chicago. As HAGAR was the first woman who suffered anything
like divorce, Chicago is a capital place for her statue, and Miss LEWIS
evidently knows what she is about. Her name reminds me that our great
landscapist, LEWIS, is at work on a p... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
It's all very well for you to talk about the grandeur of the governments
of BOADICEA, and ELIZABETH and CATHERINE, but I don't believe that BOA,
or LIZZY, or KATE would have been very nice as a companion, if she and
you were sitting before the fire, and she wanted stamps and was going
for them as a matter of business.... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
They say all this means that they are our equals, and intend to show it.
Listen. In a town some hundreds of miles distant there is a law firm
whose sign reads thus:
MRS. SMITH _and husband_.
Shades of our forefathers! Ghost of BLUEBEARD! Spirit of HENRY VIII! can
this thing be? Imagine old LABAN'S daughter starting ... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
LOT.
* * * * *
RAMBLINGS.
BY MOSE SKINNER.
MR. PUNCHINELLO: If I should tell you that I particularly excelled in
writing verses you'd hardly believe me. But such is the fact. I've sent
poem after poem to all the first-class magazines in the country, which,
if they'd been published, would... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
Here is a sample of it:
LINES ON THE DEATH OF A CHILD.
"Tell me, dear mother,
Hast the swallows homeward flode
When the clock strikes nine?
Does our WILLIE'S spirit roam
In that home
Beyond the skies,
Along with LIZE?
Say, moth... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
"My friend," said I, as I gracefully described an imaginary aureole
about my brain factory, "you abolish the poll-tax. I grant you full
leave to explore."
This was the first time I ever had my head examined. The whole of me, it
is true, was once examined before a Trial Justice; but as that was years
ago, and it was "t... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
"You're a good feeder. Alimentiveness and order well developed. No man
better fitted to order a waiter around. From the immature condition of
your organ of benevolence, I shouldn't care, however, to be the waiter.
"Self esteem doesn't seem to have been kept back by the drought.
"Ideality, I discover from the depressio... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
While sojernin' here, my distinguished looks kicked up quite a sensation
wherever I put in an appearance. On one occasion, a man stepped up to me
who thought I was a banker, and richer than Creosote, and wanted me to
change a $100 bill. I diden't do it. Not much. No, sir-ee!--they
coulden't fool the old man on that an... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
I trembled all over for fear a policeman, who was standin' on the
opposite corner, mite come over and stick in his lip.
But no! like the wooden injuns before cigar stores, armed with a
tommyhawk and scalpin' knife, these city petroleums, bein' rather
slippery chaps, hain't half so savage as they look.
When the boy hee... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
I stepped in a stairway to count my little fortin. I was very much
agitated. The wallet was soon opened; when--
"Ye ministers fallen from grace, defend us!" was the first exclamation
which bust 4th from my lips; for I hope to be flambusticated if I hadn't
gone and paid $50 for a lot of brown paper, rapt up into patent... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
Ewers, lite as a fether,
HIRAM GREEN, Esq.,
_Lait Gustise of the Peece._
* * * * *
A Serious Complication.
The English language is a "mighty onsartin" one. Here, now, in a
magazine sketch, we find it stated that one of the characters of the
story was "as rich as CROESUS, and a good fel... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
When they are about a month old they begin to feel that life has its
realities, and that they must do something towards the end for which
they were made. The thought is faint at first, but by degrees grows
weightier, till at last they can stand it no longer, and, making a great
effort to throw off the incubus of babyh... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
This state is to them doubly dangerous. Mankind they always have to
fear, but now they are tempting to their own race. A wicked old crab
goes out for a stroll. The walk gives him an appetite; he looks around
for something to eat and spies a younger brother just moving.
Treacherously be plants himself behind a stone or... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
An exultant shout bubbles up in the water, and then the heroic defender
of crabbed maidenhood leads his beloved to view the remains of this
ravager of hard-shell rights.
They rejoice over the fallen adversary a while, and then, to make their
happiness more complete, and to prosper his wooing, the victor invites
his lo... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
Should your gun be a breech-loader, always load it at the muzzle. This
will show that you know better than the man who made it, or, at least,
that he is no better than you.
If you are a novice in gunnery it will be safest for you to put the shot
in before the powder. By doing this you will not only provide against
pos... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
* * * * *
MORE ABOUT CHIGNONS.
The chignon is coming to the front again. By this we do not mean that it
is worn, or likely to be worn before--in saying which the word "before"
is not used by us in its acceptation of previously, but in that of
front; although, now that we come to think of... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
The Pig-faced Woman exhibited some time ago in Europe was once a very
pretty girl, her hideous deformity being the result of wearing a
_chignon_ stuffed with Hungary pigs' wool.
In purchasing a pig _chignon_, then, the Girl of the Period had better
look out that she does not get "too much pork for a shilling."
... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
THE CHOICE OF PARIS (IN AMERICA.)
One drink, dear friend, before we part--
Before I tempt the shining sea;
One drink to pledge each constant heart--
Yet stay, what shall the tipple be?
My eyes are dazed with bar-room "signs"
In which, I pray, shall friendship conquer?
Can alien I drin... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
* * * * *
PANOPLY FOR OUR POLICE.
PUNCHINELLO felicitates the Municipal Police Force on the magnificent
new shields with which the manly breasts of its members are decorated.
Nevertheless, PUNCHINELLO considers it sheer mockery to call that a
shield by which nothing is shielded. A buckle... | Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 29, October 15, 1870 | Various | ['en'] | 7 | {'American wit and humor -- Periodicals'} | PG10047 | |||
* * * * *
[Illustration: AGGRAVATING.
_Sidewalk Merchant_. "BUY A BUNDLE OF TOOTHPICKS, BOSS--ONLY THREE
CENTS." _Old Gent_. "TOOTHPICKS?--WHY, I'VE JUST BIN AND HAD MY LAST
TOOTH OUT!"]
* * * * *
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BILLIE BRADLEY AND HER INHERITANCE
OR
THE QUEER HOMESTEAD AT CHERRY CORNERS
BY JANET D. WHEELER
1920
BILLIE BRADLEY AND HER INHERITAN... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
The three chums had lived in North Bend, a town of less than twenty
thousand people, practically all their lives. The girls loved it, for it
was a pretty place. Still, being only forty miles by rail from New York
City, they had been taken to the roaring metropolis once in a while as a
treat, and it was only with great... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"I suppose we'd have to go home again," answered Laura, adding with a
little worried frown: "Oh, I do hope I can get the book. I wouldn't lose
it for anything."
"There goes Amanda Peabody," cried Violet suddenly, clutching
Billie's arm.
"That makes no difference in my young life," Billie slangily assured her.
"As long... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Sure, an' I will that," Mr. Heegan assured them, leading the way into
the school yard and pulling out his bunch of keys. "It must be a verra
important book," he added, smiling at them as he fitted the key in the
lock, "to be bringing you back to school after school's out."
"It was a gift from Father," Laura explained... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh, you could, could you?" cried Laura, and, making a desperate lunge,
she almost had her hand on Billie's dress. "We'll see about that. Billie!
what are you doing?"
For Billie had suddenly doubled on her tracks, rushed to the back of the
room, put her foot upon a steam radiator pipe and was trying to clamber
to the ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Teddy says he calls her 'Nanny,'" said Violet, with a flash of humor,
"because it 'gets her goat.'"
"Sounds just like Ted," said Billie, with a smile. Then her face sobered
again as she realized the gravity of the situation.
"Of course I'll have to make it good," she said, going over to the pieces
again and regarding... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Do you know where she lives?" asked Laura, stooping and helping Billie
at her task.
"She sent me there one time to get some papers," Billie explained, as she
rose to her feet, clutching the newspaper package. "It's a boarding house
on Main Street, only a few blocks from here."
"Shall we go there now?" asked Violet as... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"You know I just love Irishmen," remarked Billie with emphasis, as they
started on their way once more.
In thoughtful silence, they walked the remaining three blocks to the
boarding house where Miss Beggs lived.
"This is it," said Billie, as she came to a stop before a three-story
brick building that had all the respe... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
A moment later the woman reappeared with a pencil and paper and
painstakingly wrote down the address Billie gave her.
"Thank you so much," said the latter, as she turned away. "You won't
forget to send it just the first minute you can, will you?"
The woman nodded and closed the door with a little bang.
"I wonder why s... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
She was just putting her feet into very pretty bedroom slippers when she
remembered the tragedy--or so it seemed to her--of the day before.
The long night's rest had driven from her mind all thoughts of the
statue. Was it really only yesterday that she had broken it? The thing
seemed to have been on her conscience for... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
Somewhat cheered by this promise, Billie retreated into the sun-flooded
dining-room, and, going over to a window under which flowers bloomed
gayly in boxes, looked out at the pretty view.
From where she stood she commanded a full view of the tennis court, on
which she could see that a warm set of singles was in progre... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh, much worse than that!" cried Billie unexpectedly, and her brother's
good-looking face began to take on an expression of alarm.
"Worse?" he queried. "There's only about one thing worse--and
that's murder."
"Oh, Chet, that's just what I did," she cried, her imp of mischief
uppermost. "I murdered a 'Girl Reading a B... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"I'll show you in a minute," he promised, and was off, up the stairs,
taking them three at a time, judging from the noise he made.
In what seemed to Billie no time at all he was back again, holding
something in his hand that jingled.
"Here's a dollar and fifteen cents," he said, holding out to her all
his available we... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"That horrid old 'Girl Reading a Book' has spoiled my whole summer for
me," she said, her lips pouting rebelliously. "I wish I hadn't gone back
to the old school anyway. I might have known it would bring me bad luck.
Oh, here comes Laura," and her face brightened as she saw the familiar
figure of her chum swinging up ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Great! Uncle Bill!" repeated Laura, pricking up her ears. "The uncle who
used to trot you on his knee and call you 'Bill's Billie'?"
"Yes," Billie nodded. "Uncle Bill and I were always good chums, and I
think if I told him what a fix I'm in, he might be able to help. He has
loads of money too."
"Billie," cried her ch... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Hello!" he greeted the girls, as he took the porch steps two at a time
and seated himself on the railing. "Laura has been telling me of your
escapade, Billie Bradley, and I've come to find out what you mean by
going about busting busts--that isn't good English, is it?"
"It doesn't sound just right," agreed Billie, di... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
Teddy looked penitent.
"I'm sorry," he said, adding, with a sudden smile: "I'm glad to know I'm
good for something, anyway. I can still make you laugh."
"You very foolish boy," said Billie, patting his hand affectionately.
"As if that were all you were good for!"
"Well, if you feel that way, I don't see why you won't ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
But Billie could stand it no longer, and with a little cry she flew to
him and pressed her soft cheek against his.
"Daddy, I'm a brute to worry you like this!" she cried, penitently.
"Please don't worry any more, dear. I'll find some way to replace the old
thing myself."
Her father patted her cheek, but the worried fr... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh, Billie," she cried, her face falling, "you're never going to tell me
you can't go!"
"I guess that's just what I am going to tell you," said Billie, her fists
clasped so tightly that the knuckles showed white. "I might have stood
some chance if it hadn't been for that old statue. Now I can't get enough
money to pa... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Why, it's Ferd Stowing," said Billie, getting to her feet for a better
view. "My, but he looks happy about something. I wonder what's up."
The next moment Ferd Stowing, one of the best-liked boys in the town,
came rushing up the steps like a whirlwind, and it did not take the girls
long to find out "what was up."
"Ho... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
Then just as Ferd started to go he spied Chet coming up the street and
hailed him joyfully.
"Just the fellow I wanted to see," he declared fervently. "Come on up
here, old man, and hear the glad news."
Billie groaned inwardly and seemed about to speak, but Violet stopped her
with a hand on her arm.
"Might as well get ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Then you're not going either?" cried Ferd, seeing all his castles in the
air coming down about his ears with a crash.
Billie shook her head unhappily.
"No, I'm not going either," she said.
CHAPTER VI
DEBBIE DESERTS
Billy Bradley really tried to be cheerful in the days that followed, but
try as she would she could n... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Was she, Dad?" asked Chet, with interest.
"I imagine nobody knew," his father answered. "As you know, she was
queer, and as tight as a clam when it came to talking about her personal
affairs. The only thing we're sure of is that she had plenty of money to
travel anywhere she wanted to, and that's saying something the... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
So it was arranged, and a couple of days later, with a wildly beating
heart and a rueful smile upon her lips, Billie stood with Chet upon the
station platform and waved good-bye to her father and mother.
When the train had rounded the curve and disappeared with one last
challenging blast of the whistle, Billie and Che... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
As for Billie, she could have hugged the mountainous black figure in the
relief she felt. Why, with the dinner all prepared like this it would be
just a lark to put it on the table--for just her and Chet alone.
"Debbie, you're a darling and I love you!" she cried, joyfully. "But you
know you really shouldn't have scar... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
It was the jolliest of meals and finished up in royal fashion with the
peach pie and whipped cream.
In a very gale of merriment Chet and Billie cleared away the dinner
dishes, and then, being tired by the unusual exertion, decided to go
early to bed.
For the first part of the night Billie slept soundly, but just as th... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Don't be foolish! Didn't I hear him myself?" cried Billie in a desperate
whisper. "Oh, Chet, he's on the stairs outside."
"Well, why doesn't he come in? Is he bashful?" queried Chet, seeming not
in the least alarmed. Billie shook him impatiently.
"He probably would have come in if I hadn't locked the doors," she told... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
Yes, the sound that issued from their supposed burglar was a very
distinct and friendly canine bark.
For a minute Chet and Billie just stared speechlessly. Then slowly the
revolver in Chet's hand dropped to his side and he began to laugh. It was
a weak laugh at first, but it gradually swelled into a roar as he took in... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Something--I don't know what it can be--makes me agree with you,"
returned Chet sarcastically, but he turned to the stairs nevertheless,
"Come on," he said. "If we have left a window open it is high time that
that window was shut. Go ahead, Bruce, and show us where you got
in--that's a good old boy."
At the best it w... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Don't you see," she added, as Chet continued to stare at her, "that this
house has to be immaculate before mother gets back? I've simply got to
live up to my reputation."
"Never knew you had one," remarked Chet cruelly, as he turned back to
his bacon and eggs with a relieved sigh. "If you need any help," he
offered g... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"You're a dear old bear," said Billie, snuggling her arm into his as
they set off.
"You certainly do have a way with you, Billie, that gets you what you
want," he admitted, adding meaningly: "Besides, I'm thinking I'd better
keep on the right side of you just now."
"Why?" asked Billie, puzzled.
"In case Aunt Beatrice ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"It happened to be funny," she said. "But it might have been very
serious. I hope you were careful after that."
"Were we!" they cried, and Billie added with a laugh: "We locked and
double locked all the windows and doors, and if it hadn't been for Chet I
would have piled furniture against the doors. But we want to kno... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh!" cried Billie, and it must be admitted that she both felt and
looked horribly disappointed. She had not known just how much she had
hoped, both for herself and for Chet, until this moment. And Chet, poor
fellow, felt just as bad, although he showed it less.
"Then she didn't leave anything either to you or Dad?" C... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Forgive me, please!" she pleaded. "I think I must be the most ungrateful
girl alive."
"Well, I should say so!" cried Chet, to whom the description of the queer
old house, while dismaying his sister, had appealed immensely. "Say, I'd
like nothing better than to go out right now and look your property over,
Billie. Big... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Hold on, hold on there!" cried Mr. Bradley, who had been listening to
the proceedings in amused silence. "Do you happen to know how far Cherry
Corners is from here?"
"Very far?" asked Billie.
"A whole day's ride, that's all," their father answered.
"Say, Dad," cried Chet suddenly. "What do you suppose the old place
i... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh, boy!" cried Chet, springing to his feet for the second time. "Did
you hear that, did you? Indian raids and--oh, gosh!" Words failed him and
he sank back in his chair with a sigh of joy.
"Isn't it wonderful!" breathed Billie. "At first I was disappointed but
now--Is that all she left, Mother?"
"Isn't that enough?"... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Well, then what are you afraid of?" insisted Chet.
"Oh, thieves and things. Tramps maybe," said Billie thoughtfully; then
she added with spirit, as Chet smiled a superior sort of smile: "I just
guess you wouldn't be able to spend a night in that sort of a gloomy old
house away off from everybody without feeling nervo... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Yes, it would mean they could both go to school and we'd all have such a
good time," Laura had chimed in. "Goodness!" she had added with a
chuckle, "I feel almost as much obliged to Aunt Beatrice as Billie will."
But now that the great moment had come, they sat decorously in Billie's
porch swing and tried to appear n... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
They stared at Billie, wide-eyed and open-mouthed.
"Wh-what did you say?" asked Laura when she could get her breath.
"I said," said Billie, speaking very distinctly and enjoying the
sensation she had caused, "that Aunt Beatrice left me a haunted house."
"Th-then I wasn't dreaming," stammered Violet, while Laura just c... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
The girls were silent for a few minutes, realizing that Billie's strange
inheritance did not do a thing toward solving the old problems of the
broken statue and of going to boarding school.
Then Violet, who was always thinking up some happy way out of a
difficulty, gave a little bounce in the swing.
"How do we know," ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
There was a quiver in Billie's brave little mouth and instinctively
Violet and Laura put an arm about her.
"We know what you mean," said Violet, soothingly. "And if you don't want
us to, we'll try not to hope too hard."
"Or if we do, we'll keep it to ourselves," added Laura, and Billie
hugged them fondly.
"I don't wan... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Probably didn't have anything else to do with them, so wished them on
you," said Billie cruelly.
"Shouldn't wonder," said Laura, adding with a rueful little smile:
"I've never been able to find out whether it was an April Fool's
present or not."
"Well, I don't see what all that has to do with my proposition," put in
... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Then you will admit it is a good idea?" Violet asked eagerly.
"I liked it all, but Billie only likes the last part--about the boys,"
said Laura, and again Billie had a wild desire to shake her.
"It will be lots of fun," she said, beginning to see the possibilities in
a vacation spent at Cherry Corners. "Mother says t... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Well, don't let it bite you," murmured Billie.
"Wait till you hear and you won't be so sarcastic," retorted Laura. "I'm
sure I have just the very person that we want."
"Oh, who?" cried Violet.
"Maria Gilligan, our housekeeper," Laura announced, and then sat back
with an air that said just as plainly as words: "There!... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Well, I should say he was," said Billie, with another sniff. "And not
only an April Fool, either. She would try a trick like that just about
once with me."
"Well, anyway," Laura concluded, "I think she would be just the one
to take on our trip with us. She's jolly and full of fun and yet
she's old enough and fat enou... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"All right, I'm off then," he cried, and was starting away when she
called him back.
"Don't you want to know about my--inheritance?" she asked him, with a
demure little glance.
"Your what?" he cried, then suddenly he grasped her two hands and swung
them joyfully back and forth. "Do you mean to say," he cried, "that yo... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"I'll get her!" cried Laura, and promptly put her words into action.
She appeared the next minute, dragging a very much astonished housekeeper
after her, and proudly presented her prize to her mother.
"She said she was busy, Mother, and couldn't stop," Laura said, adding,
with a bright smile: "But I told her it was so... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"I don't see why you don't come with us," Billie pouted one night, when
the entire crowd of young folks had assembled at her home. "It would be
lots more fun on the train if you boys were with us."
"But there is the tennis match we promised to play with the fellows of
the south end," Chet pointed out for perhaps the h... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Stop wrecking the furniture," exclaimed Billie, from her corner. "And do
stop talking all at once. You make my ears ache. And besides, I want to
say something."
"Silence," cried Chet, in a dramatically deep voice. "The queen is about
to speak."
"He said something that time," whispered Teddy in her ear, and a little
p... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Nothing's bad enough for such a crime," said Chet ruefully. "What did
you make such a break for, Ted? I thought I'd brought you up better."
"Gee, Billie, do you see what you've let me in for?" said Ted miserably,
but Billie only regarded him with laughing eyes while Laura and Violet
seemed to be enjoying the situatio... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"And what's that?" they cried fearfully.
"Help wash the dishes," she said; and in her tone was no relenting.
And so, even to the impatient girls the time passed quickly until at last
the great day arrived.
It was a wonderful day, sunshiny and warm without being too hot, and all
three of them were up with the birds. Th... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
At last they were in the train with the boys and their parents waving to
them. Then suddenly they realized that they were moving. They were
actually on their way!
"Give my regards to the ghosts!" cried Chet as the train moved off, "and
don't scare them all off before I get there!"
CHAPTER XIII
CHERRY CORNERS
As the ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Was it anything important?" asked Billie, with a wicked little look.
"I don't know whether you would think so," Laura retorted calmly. "I was
wondering why we didn't take the night train that reaches Roland, the
nearest station to Cherry Corners, in the morning."
"That would have been a good idea, wouldn't it?" said ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
The scenery was so beautiful and wild, the whole trip was so wonderfully
novel that the time flew, and before they realized it they had reached
the station next to Roland.
"Goodness, I didn't think we were anywhere near there, yet!" cried
Violet, as she began to gather up her things. "I never knew a day to go
so quick... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"You go first, Mrs. Gilligan," cried Violet, pushing that woman
before her.
"I wonder if Vi expects the ghosts to meet us at the station?" chuckled
Laura in Billie's ear. "She reminds me of a relative of ours who always
pushes her escort in front of her when she meets a strange dog."
Billie giggled, caught her grip on... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
However, they found that there was no necessity for their finding a
place, if place there was to be found to stay for the night. They found
the owner of the livery stable with two old but well-preserved vehicles
which he was eager to place at their disposal.
They spent some time in getting enough provisions to last fo... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
Startled, the girls looked around for the voice, then realized that it
was their driver who had spoken. He had been silent all the way from the
station, and they had all but forgotten him.
"What made you say that?" asked Billie, rather wonderingly. For although
the man had only repeated her own words, the tone in whic... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Which it isn't," Mrs. Gilligan interrupted shortly.
"I wouldn't stay in that there haunted place for a farm, I wouldn't."
"What makes you think it's haunted?" Laura persisted, for, of the three
girls, Laura was by far the most curious. "Do people see lights and hear
funny noises and such things?"
"Laura--" began Viol... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Come on," she said. "We've got to do it, I suppose."
"Wh-who's going first?" asked Violet, regarding the gloomy bulk of the
rambling old house, now half hidden in the dusk, with troubled eyes.
"I am, of course," said Billie stoutly, adding with a gay little laugh:
"I guess it's my right, isn't it? Why, this is my hou... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
She drew from the pocket of her coat a small electric torch and flashed
it into the interior of the house. The bright light showed them glimpses
of queer chairs standing about in odd corners and finally lighted up a
broad stairway.
"It's the hall," announced Mrs. Gilligan. "Now forward march, and we'll
soon find out w... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Go home? Well I should just say not!" cried Laura. "The very idea of
such a thing! The boys would tease the life out of us. We'd never hear
the end of it."
"Well then, we're going to have a good time," Mrs. Gilligan decided,
adding, as she turned toward the door: "Where have those men gone? I told
them to bring in th... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Well, we always wanted an adventure," said Laura, as they turned back to
the open door, feeling an instinctive need of getting out of the house,
"and now we're having one."
"A regular one," agreed Billie, adding decidedly: "And I'm going to enjoy
myself. Why, Laura," with a touch of excitement, "did you notice those
... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Gracious, it's a house!" cried Billie, moving her candle about in an
effort to light up the corners of the place. "There isn't any end to it."
"I'm glad I don't have to keep it clean as a steady job," said Mrs.
Gilligan grimly. "Now, girls, let's go back and find our two friends with
the provisions. I don't know how ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"We'll help," cried Laura. "Come on, girls, let's see if we can find
enough dishes to set the table."
So they went gayly to work, setting the table and peeling potatoes, which
Mrs. Gilligan proceeded to fry, and enjoyed themselves immensely.
"Shall we eat in the kitchen?" asked Violet, pausing with a pile of
plates in... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
It was a strange sort of meal--the candle-lit kitchen, the hastily set
table, the faces of the girls and Mrs. Gilligan brought out in bold
relief by the flickering candle light.
The meal was delicious, and the girls ate ravenously, but from time to
time one of them would shift uneasily in her seat and look nervously o... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
And then the minute came.
"Take a couple of candles apiece and follow me," Mrs. Gilligan said. "I
had your grips all put in the upper hall. Now then, let's find out what
kind of beds we have to sleep in--if any!"
So, with little creepy chills chasing themselves up and down their
spines, the girls obeyed, keeping close... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Just as I thought," said Mrs. Gilligan, referring to the object she had
stubbed her toe against. "Your suitcase, Billie, and the creepy noise we
heard was when it slid off the trunk. Come on now," she added, holding
her candle high over her head again, "let's see what we can find in the
way of bedrooms."
"Let's go in... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Goodness, I wonder who could have done it?" mused Violet, as she dropped
down on the edge of the bed and regarded the girls wonderingly.
"Maybe it was a ghost," said Laura, with a chuckle, and Violet glanced
around uneasily.
"Can't you forget about ghosts for five minutes?" she asked rather
irritably, for she was tir... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"But we'll be left in the dark," said Laura, staring at Billie as if it
were all her fault.
"Who said anything about being left in the dark?" asked Violet,
returning with a candle in each hand, the flickering light illumining her
face and making her look like some saint.
"I did, and we will if you don't go down and ge... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 |
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