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Title: Mary Ware's promised land
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: Johnston, Annie F. (Annie Fellows), 1863-1931
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Publisher: Boston, L. C. Page & company
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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rnitureand the attic treasures of several generations. On a camp-stool in front of a little old leathertrunk, sat Betty. It was the same shabby trunk thathad held all her earthly possessions when she leftthe Cuckoos Nest years before, and she was pack-ing it with some of those same keepsakes to takewith her on her wedding journey to her new homein the far West. A bright bandanna was knottedinto a cap to cover her curly brown hair, and a longgingham apron protected her morning dress fromthe attic dust. Somehow, as she sat over the old trunk, care-fully folding away the relics of her childhood, shelooked so like the little Betty who had fared forthalone from the Cuckoos Nest to the long ago house-party at The Locusts, that Lloyd exclaimed aloudover the resemblance. The three years of teachingat Warwick Hall had given her a certain grown-upsort of dignity, added a sweet seriousness to thealways sweet face; but the wistful brown eyes andsensitive little mouth wore the same trustfulness of
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(I I DO YOU REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME YOU EVER SAW THIS? 5 5) BETTYS WEDDING 167 expression that they had worn for the mirror inthe little room up under the eaves at her CousinHettys. As Lloyds bright head appeared at the top ofthe stairs, Betty glanced up, calling gaily, You arejust in time, Lloyd, to see the last of these things.Dont they take you back? Do you remember thefirst time you ever saw this ? She dangled a little white sunbonnet by thestring, and Lloyd, picking her way between boxesand barrels, reached out her hand for it, thendropped to a seat on the rug which had been spreadout to receive the contents of the trunk. Indeed I do remembah it, she exclaimed. You had it on the first time I evah saw you —travelled in it all the way to Louisville. I was soscandalized to see you arrive in a sunbonnet, thatI could scarcely keep from letting you know it. And this, continued Betty, holding up an old-fashioned basket of brown willow with two handlesand a lid with double flaps, u thi

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