A LITTLE GIRL OF LONG AGO

OR HANNAH ANN

A SEQUEL TO A LITTLE GIRL IN OLD NEW YORK

By AMANDA M. DOUGLAS

A. L. BURT COMPANY
Publishers New York

Copyright, 1897, by
DODD, MEAD & COMPANY

All rights reserved

TO

EDNA ESTELLE CORNER.

THE LITTLE GIRLS OF LONG AGO ARE GROWING OLD WITH
THE CENTURY, BUT GIRLHOOD BLOSSOMS AFRESH
WITH SPRING AND REMAINS
FOREVER A JOY.

A. M. D.
Newark, 1897.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER I. 1846
CHAPTER II. An Interview with a Tiger
CHAPTER III. Chances and Changes
CHAPTER IV. A Wedding
CHAPTER V. Winter Happenings
CHAPTER VI. The Land of Ophir
CHAPTER VII. Through the Eyes of Youth
CHAPTER VIII. Going Visiting
CHAPTER IX. Annabel Lee
CHAPTER X. With a Poet
CHAPTER XI. The King of Terrors
CHAPTER XII. Up-Town
CHAPTER XIII. Out-of-the-Way Corners
CHAPTER XIV. Among Great Things
CHAPTER XV. The Beginnings of Romance
CHAPTER XVI. Counting up the Cost
CHAPTER XVII. A Glad Surprise
CHAPTER XVIII. The Little Girl Grown Up
CHAPTER XIX. The Course of True Love
CHAPTER XX. Miss Nan Underhill
CHAPTER XXI. The Old, Old Story, Ever New
CHAPTER XXII. 1897

The "Little Girl" Series

HANNAH ANN

CHAPTER I

1846

New Year's came in with a ringing of bells and firing of pistols. Four years more, and the world would reach the half-century mark. That seemed very ancient to the little girl in Old New York. They talked about it at the breakfast-table.

"Do you suppose any one could live to see nineteen hundred?" asked the little girl, with wondering eyes.

Father Underhill laughed.

"Count up and see how old you would be, Hanny," he replied.

"Why, I should be—sixty-five."

"Not as old as either grandmother," said John.

"If the world doesn't come to an end," suggested Hanny, cautiously. She remembered the fright she had when she was afraid it would come to an end.

"It isn't half developed," interposed Benny Frank. "And we haven't half discovered it. What do we know about the heart of Africa or the interior of China—"

"The great Chinese wall will shut us out of that," interrupted the little girl. "But it can't go all around China, for the missionaries get in, and some Chinese get out, like the two little girls."

"There is some outside to China," laughed Benny Frank. "And India is a wonderful country. There is all of Siberia, too, and British America, and, beyond the Rocky Mountains, a great country belonging to us that we know very little about. I believe the world is going to stand long enough for us to learn all about it. Some day I hope to go around a good bit and see for myself."

"Some people," began Mrs. Underhill, "reason that, as it was two thousand years from the Creation to the Deluge, and two thousand years more to the birth of Christ, that the next two thousand will see the end of the world."

"They are beginning to think the world more than four or five thousand years old," said Benny Frank. He had quite a taste for science.

"It'll last my time out, I guess," and there was a shrewd twinkle in Father Underhill's eye. "And I think there'll be a big piece left for Hanny."

The little girl of eleven mused over it. She had a great many things to think about, and her mother suggested presently that there were some things to do. Margaret went upstairs to straighten the parlor and arrange a table in the end of the back room for callers. Hanny found