Category: Children & Young Adult Reading

'Tilda Jane: An Orphan in Search of a Home. A Story for Boys and Girls

The crows had come back. With the fashionables of Maine they had gone south for the winter, but now on the third day of March the advance guard of the solemn, black army soared in sight.

Chapters

24. CHAPTER XXIV.

She could not speak for a few seconds, then she gasped with difficulty, "Hank, dear old Hank, he's in there--the loveliest man--he's always ready to do a turn for any one--go in...

10. CHAPTER X.

Presently there came a knocking at the door. "Come in," bawled Lucas, not inhospitably, and two men, much smarter, cleaner, and more dapper-looking than the red-haired man and h...

11. CHAPTER XI.

The storm did not abate. All day long it raged around the cabin, and the four prisoners talked, ate, and drank without grumbling at their captivity. When bedtime approached, Luc...

3. CHAPTER III.

The young man said nothing more at the time, but ten minutes later, when he was thoughtfully smoking a long brown pipe, and 'Tilda Jane sat in a chair beside him, rocking her do...

14. CHAPTER XIV.

'Tilda Jane was in a quandary. She had boarded the train for Ciscasset, she sat up very straight and apparently very composed--her outward demeanour gave not a hint of the turmo...

1. CHAPTER I.

The crows had come back. With the fashionables of Maine they had gone south for the winter, but now on the third day of March the advance guard of the solemn, black army soared...

5. CHAPTER V.

The conductor, after one sharp glance, paid no attention to her, the brakemen paid no attention to her, the boy with the gum-drops and novels ignored her. She had the air of kno...

9. CHAPTER IX.

Nothing could be more exquisitely beautiful than that winter morning in the Maine woods. The white glory of the snow, the stealing pink and gold glances of the sun, the bravery...

8. CHAPTER VIII.

"Well, you're a queer fish," muttered her friend, as by way of hiding her chagrin she went quickly up-stairs. "We can't do anything with you till Robinson gets back, and tells u...

18. CHAPTER XVIII.

Ciscasset, perhaps most beautiful of Maine towns near the Canadian border, was particularly beautiful on the morning after 'Tilda Jane's departure from Hobart Dillson's cottage....

16. CHAPTER XVI.

The next house to that of the French people was larger and more pretentious than theirs. It had more of a garden, there were two stories instead of one, and the roof was surmoun...

12. CHAPTER XII.

"Now, sons," he said, straightening himself up and drawing on his woollen mittens, "I'm goin' one way an' you another, but if ye act contrairy an' pouty to that leetle gal, I'll...

4. CHAPTER IV.

A vague uneasiness possessed her. Ah, how happy would she be, could she know that the young creamery man was sleeping under the same roof! But he was speeding somewhere far away...

21. CHAPTER XXI.

Gippie was tired out, and in an execrable temper. He had had to trot home all the way from the Tracys, for his mistress was carrying a long bundle under one arm, and a good-size...

17. CHAPTER XVII.

The situation would have been absurd if it had not been painful. The next morning the old man was still in the same mood, angry at the girl's invasion of his premises, and yet s...

19. CHAPTER XIX

Her eyelids felt as heavy as lead, it seemed as if she would rather die than stir her sluggish limbs, yet she moved slightly as the rough whisper went on, "Get up and go on, get...

22. CHAPTER XXII.

'Tilda Jane and grampa were sitting out in front of the house. The spring months had passed, the apple-trees had blossomed, and the young apples had formed. With the changing se...

7. CHAPTER VII.

That evening, when some of the custom-house officials and some of the guests of the hotel were sitting tipped back in chairs in the smoking-room, the assistant inspector said to...

23. CHAPTER XXIII.

While 'Tilda Jane wrote, Poacher suddenly made a stealthy movement, and Gippie, deaf as he was, had enough of the dog spirit left in him to know that some one was coming, and to...

2. CHAPTER II.

The old Moss Glen Inn, elm-shaded and half covered by creeping vines, is a favourite resort for travellers in the eastern part of Maine, for there a good dinner can be obtained...

6. CHAPTER VI.

"I never heard of such a thing in my life--to take my sealskin coat from me in the dead of winter. Now if it was summer, it wouldn't be so bad. My nice coat that cost me four hu...

13. CHAPTER XIII.

"A matter of a mile," he replied, beating his disengaged hand upon his knees. He was sulky and cold, and 'Tilda Jane averted her glance from him to his small brown nag, who was...

26. VOLUME II.

There is the reality of history behind these stories, the successful series of "Woodranger Tales," the scope and trend of which are accurately set forth in the title. While full...

15. CHAPTER XV.

'Tilda Jane stood entranced. This was not the Dillson cottage, the coachman had made a mistake. She stood staring in the window, for this was a sight that pleased her above all...

25. VOLUME IV.

These are the most interesting and delightful accounts possible of child-life in other lands, filled with quaint sayings, doings and adventures. The "Little Japanese Cousin," wi...

20. CHAPTER XX.

Mr. Dillson had not passed a pleasant night. In the first place he had not been able to move for a long time after 'Tilda Jane's departure. For half an hour he had sat, hoping t...