Category: Short Stories
When you gave Grandfather both your hands and put one foot against his knee and the other against his vest, you could walk right up to his white beard like a fly--but you had to hold tight. Sometimes your foot slipped on the knee, but the vest was wider and not so hard, so tha...
The dolls fell asleep. Lizbeth whispered lest they should awake, and tiptoed through the grass. A blue-jay called harshly from a neighboring tree. Lizbeth frowned and glanced an...
2. Part 2"And now we must haul up the anchor," you commanded, dragging in the stone. Lizbeth was in terror. "Oh, my poor dolly!" she cried, hushing it in her arms. Gallantly the old plai...
4. Part 4Lizbeth brought a new wax doll to mess with the Captain. A beautiful blonde she was, and the Captain was gallantry itself, but she was a little stiff with him, in her silks and...
5. Part 5And at that Father would knit his brows and put one finger to one side of his nose, so that he could think the harder, and by-and-by he would say:
1. Part 1When you gave Grandfather both your hands and put one foot against his knee and the other against his vest, you could walk right up to his white beard like a fly--but you had to...
6. Part 6"Nor a single star," you said, awesomely, helping her. And as you sat there listening the world grew wider and wider--for when you are a little boy the world is always just as w...