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قراءة كتاب What Two Children Did
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What Two Children Did
WHAT TWO CHILDREN DID
BY CHARLOTTE E. CHITTENDEN
NEW YORK
HURST & COMPANY
PUBLISHERS
Copyright, 1903,
BY GEORGE W. JACOBS & CO.
Published, September, 1903
[E-book Transcriber's Note: Obvious typos have been corrected and missing punctuation provided.]
Contents
| CHAPTER I | On the Way |
| CHAPTER II | At the Shore |
| CHAPTER III | Beth and Her Dolls |
| CHAPTER IV | The Wedding |
| CHAPTER V | The New Way |
| CHAPTER VI | A Plan |
| CHAPTER VII | The Secret |
| CHAPTER VIII | The Reward |
| CHAPTER IX | Once a Year |
| CHAPTER X | Beth's Birthday |
| CHAPTER XI | The Day After |
| CHAPTER XII | Sunday |
| CHAPTER XIII | The Four Together |
| CHAPTER XIV | The Wedding and the Visit |
| CHAPTER XV | The Lost Invitation |
| CHAPTER XVI | The Mail and Ethelwyn's Visit |
| CHAPTER XVII | Out at Grandmother's |
| CHAPTER XVIII | How They Bought a Baby |
| CHAPTER XIX | Bobby's Grandfather |
| CHAPTER XX | The Visit to the Home |
What Two Children Did
Outdoors speeding by:
Endless moving pictures,
Framed by earth and sky.
"Mistakes are very easy to make, I think," said Ethelwyn, with an uneasy look at her mother who sat opposite, thinking hard about something. The reason Ethelwyn knew her mother was thinking, was because at such times two little lines came and stood between her eyes, like sentinels.
"Do you think God made a mistake when He sent us here?" asked Beth.
They were in a Pullman car which was moving rapidly along in the darkness. Inside it was very bright and beautiful, and would have been most interesting to the children, had it not been for those two lines in their dear mother's face.
"She is thinking about the naughty things we have done," said Ethelwyn to Beth in a tragic tone, at the same time taking a mournful bite out of a large, sugary cooky. They had eaten steadily since starting, and any one who did not understand children, would have been alarmed at possible consequences.
On the seat between them there was a hospitable-looking basket with a handle over the middle and two covers that opened on either side of the handle. Underneath the covers and the napkins the children, entirely to their joy, had found sandwiches without limit. Some were cut round, others square, and all were without crust; inside they found minced chicken, creamy and delicious, also ham and a little mustard, and best of all were the small, brown squares with peanut butter between.
"It's like Christmas or a birthday, having these sandwiches," said Ethelwyn. "They're all different and all good, and each one seems better than the others."
Then they began on the cookies, and bit scallops out of the edges, while between times they thought about their last mistake and their mother's forehead