A Girl of the Limberlost by Gene Stratton-Porter
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was several hours away. Elnora picked up a piece and ate it. That cake
tasted even better than it looked. Then she tried a sandwich. How did her mother come to think of making them that way. They never had any at home. She slipped out the fork, sampled the salad, and one-quarter of pear. Then she closed the box and started down the road nibbling one of the pickles and trying to decide exactly how happy she was, but she could find no standard high enough for a measure. She was to go to the Bird Woman's after school for the last load from the case. Saturday she would take the arrow points and specimens to the bank. That would exhaust her present supplies and give her enough money ahead to pay for books, tuition, and clothes for at least two years. She would work early and late gathering nuts. In October she would sell all the ferns she could find. She must collect specimens of all tree leaves before they fell, gather nests and cocoons later, and keep her eyes wide open for anything the grades could use. She would see the superintendent that night about selling specimens to the ward buildings. She must be ahead of any one else if she wanted to furnish these things. So she approached the bridge. That it was occupied could be seen from a distance. As she came up she found the small boy of yesterday awaiting her with a confident smile. "We brought you something!" he announced without greeting. "This is Jimmy and Belle--and we brought you a present." He offered a parcel wrapped in brown paper. "Why, how lovely of you!" said Elnora. "I supposed you had forgotten me when you ran away so fast yesterday." |
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