DOTTY'S PIN-MONEY Everything was very fresh and beautiful one morning in May, as if God had just made the world. The new grass had begun to grow, and the fields were dotted over with short, golden-topped dandelions. The three Parlin children had come to their grandmother's much earlier in the season than usual; and now on this bright Sabbath ...Read MoreDOTTY'S PIN-MONEY Everything was very fresh and beautiful one morning in May, as if God had just made the world. The new grass had begun to grow, and the fields were dotted over with short, golden-topped dandelions. The three Parlin children had come to their grandmother's much earlier in the season than usual; and now on this bright Sabbath morning they were going to church. Dotty Dimple, otherwise Alice, thought the fields looked like her Aunt Maria's green velvet toilet-cushion stuck full of pins. The spiders had spread their gauzy webs over the grass, and the dew upon them sparkled in the sunshine like jewels. "Such nice tablecloths as they would have made for the fairies," thought Dotty, "if there only were any fairies." "The world is ever so much handsomer than it was a week ago," said Prudy, pointing towards the far-off hills. "I'd like to be on that mountain, and just put my hand out and touch the sky." "That largest pick," said Dotty, "is Mount Blue. It's covered with blueberries, and that's why it's so blue." "Who told you that?" asked Susy, smiling. "It isn't time yet for blueberries; and if it was, we couldn't see them forty miles off without a telescope." "Jennie Vance told me," said Dotty; "and she ought to know, for her father is the judge." By this time the children had reached the church, and were waiting on the steps for the rest of the family. It was pleasant to watch the people coming from up and down the street, looking so neat and peaceful. But when Jennie Vance drew near with her new summer silk and the elegant feather in her hat, Dotty's heart gave a quick double beat, half admiration, half envy. Jennie's black eyes were shining with vanity, and her nicely gaitered feet tripped daintily up the steps.Read Less
Reader copy. 1909 Printing of 1867 Hardcover. Author: Sophie May. Publisher: Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co., Boston. No dust jacket-probably none issued. Contains several black and white drawings. The boards are in poor condition with wear at top and bottom spine areas, corners, edges, fraying in places. The edges are severely tanned. The text is remarkably clean and unmarked for the age of the book. -We welcome and respond promptly to customer inquiries about the books we offer for sale. We grade conservatively, package securely and ship immediately. Excellent customer service. Satisfaction guaranteed.
Very Good in Fair jacket. 6 1/2" NOT an ex library book. Red cloth covered book with clean illustrated cover. Prior owner name and 1913 date on front endpaper. Clean interior pages. Dust jacket has 1" and shorter chips on spine ends and edges, peeling on edges.
Good. 1909 reprint. Red cloth pictorially stamped in white and black; b&w pictures. Spine ends and corners a tad worn, edges rubbed, stamp on front free endpaper and former owner's inscription on verso, trace internal foxing, else a clean, tight copy sans dust jacket.
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