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قراءة كتاب A Little Girl in Old Washington
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A LITTLE GIRL IN
OLD WASHINGTON
BY
AMANDA M. DOUGLAS
AUTHOR OF "A LITTLE GIRL IN OLD NEW YORK,"
"SHERBURNE STORIES," ETC., ETC.
NEW YORK
DODD, MEAD AND COMPANY
1900
Copyright, 1900,
BY
DODD, MEAD AND COMPANY.
THE MERSHON COMPANY PRESS,
RAHWAY, N. J.
JAQUELINE BAKER BEALL:
To you, whose ancestors made worthy efforts in the earlier history of the South, and lived romances, this little story is affectionately inscribed.
Amanda M. Douglas.
Newark, N. J.
CONTENTS.
CHAPTER | PAGE | |
I. | A New Home, | 1 |
II. | The Pineries, | 15 |
III. | Apples of Discord, | 28 |
IV. | A New President, | 42 |
V. | Roger Carrington, | 56 |
VI. | A Touch of Nature, | 70 |
VII. | The Beginning of a Love Story, | 86 |
VIII. | An Angry Father, | 99 |
IX. | The Weaker Vessel, | 116 |
X. | A Christmas Augury, | 130 |
XI. | The Thorns that Beset Love, | 148 |
XII. | A Talk of Weddings, | 161 |
XIII. | Lovers and Lovers, | 175 |
XIV. | Jaqueline, | 191 |
XV. | A Small Hero, | 207 |
XVI. | In Old Washington, | 219 |
XVII. | The Flag of Victory, | 240 |
XVIII. | Of Many Things, | 253 |
XIX. | In the Midst of War, | 265 |
XX. | The Old Story Ever New, | 283 |
XXI. | Annis, | 298 |
A LITTLE GIRL IN OLD WASHINGTON.
CHAPTER I.
A NEW HOME.
"But you will have to take sides," declared Jaqueline Mason, "and it would be ungrateful if you did not take our side. You are going to live here; you really belong to us, you know. Your mother was own cousin to our dear mother, and Patty was named after her——"
"I don't see why I should be called Patty when you've given up Jack and make such a fuss!" interrupted a slim, unformed girl, who was nearly as tall as the first speaker.
"Well, Miss Patty, I am sixteen and in long gowns; and next winter I expect to go to balls and parties, and be presented at the White House. Oh, I wish it was a court!"
A young fellow, astride the low window seat, laughed with a teasing, bantering sound in his voice, and his deep eyes were alight with mirth.
"You think you are a great patriot, Jacky, but you hanker after the fleshpots of Egypt and royalty, when we have fought for our freedom and gained our independence and set a noble example to the downtrodden nations of Europe. Sighing for a king and a court!"
"I'm not sighing. One can think of a thing without wishing it—"
"And he called you Jacky!" cried Patty, with a certain triumph ringing in her tone.