The Rich Mrs. Burgoyne by Kathleen Thompson Norris
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taken home to Old Paloma. The little Scott girl will stay with Ellen
and Jo overnight; Mammy Currey will look after them, and they'll watch the fireworks from my porch. I've written to ask Doctor Young- -he's the best in San Francisco--to come up from the city next day to see what he thinks can be done for Mary Scott." "You get a lot of fun out of your money, don't you, Sidney?" said Barry, watching her amusedly, as she tucked the list into her purse and arose with a great air of business. "More than any one woman deserves," she answered soberly. "Walter," said Anne Pratt to her brother, one evening about this time, as she decorously filled his plate from the silver tureen, "have you heard that Mrs. Burgoyne has gathered up about twenty children in Old Paloma--cripples, and orphans, and I don't know what all!--and is getting up a wagon for the Flower Festival? I was up at the Hall to-day, and they're working like beavers." "Carew said something about it," said Walter Pratt. "Seems a good idea. Those poor little kids over there don't have much fun." "You never said so before, Walter," his sister returned almost resentfully. "I don't know why I shouldn't have," said Walter literally. "It's true." "If we did anything for any children, it ought to be Lizzie's," said Miss Pratt uncomfortably, after a pause. |
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