Georgina of the Rainbows

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own. Back of it the dreary dunes stretched away toward the Atlantic, and in front the Cape ran out in a long, thin tongue of sand between the bay and the harbor, with a lighthouse on its farthest point. It gave

the tablet erected on the spot known to Georgina as "holy ground," because it marked the first landing

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w England home as she was of her Southern one. Barbara was always singing to her about "My Old Kentucky Home," and "Going Back

delight of swing and arbor and garden pool beloved in Barbara's play-days, was reproduced in miniature until Georgina loved them, too. She knew just where the bee-hives ought to be put, and the sun-dial, and the hole

to make them herself with shells and pebbles. She did her sums that, way, too, after she had learned to count th

waited, and it behooved one to be close at her heels if one would see what she put into a pan before she whisked it into the oven. Also it was necessary to keep up

e battle of Lexington, and Tippy expected Georgina to find the same inspiration i

ts!_" she would say with a scornful rolling of her words which seemed

lady, and the powder horn, which obliged her to be brave, even while she shivered, some times Georgina felt that she had almost too much to live up to. There were times when she was sorry that she had ancestors. She was proud to think that one of them shar

sters delighted to paint, but they fought and quarreled and--Tippy said--used "shocking language." That is why Georgina was not allowed to play with

ercame her. Inch by inch her hand moved up nearer the forbidden gate latch and she was just slipping through when old Jeremy, hidden be

startled her so that her heart seemed to jump up into her throat. It made her angry, too. Only

she had not yet outgrown the lurking fear which always seized her in his presence that either her teeth or his might fly out if she wasn't careful, so she made

. No matter where she went, even away out in the harbor in a motor boat, it was always stretching its long neck up to watch her. Shaking bac

she had the scrapings of the kettle to fill her own little glass. When they sewed she sewed with them, even when she was so small that she had to have the thread tied in the needle's eye, and could do no more than pucker up a piece of soft goods into bi

which Barbara was strict. So much attention had been given to her own education in music that she found joy in keeping up her interest in it, and wanted to make it one of Georgina's chief sources of

r but necessary parts. For instance, in "Lord Ullin's Daughter," she could keep on with her knitting and at the

d gesture of the one who sent it. This dramatic instinct made a good reader of her when she took her turn with Barbara in reading aloud.

ake, and grew to depend upon him for counsel and encouragement. Most of all she appreciated his affectionate interest in Georgina. If he had been her own grandfather he could not have taken greater pride in her little accomplishm

words of one syllable, on up to such books as "The Leatherstocking Tales." He came in one day, however, as they were finishing a chapter in one of the Judge's favo

like her ought to be playing with other children instead of reading bo

Uncle Darcy," Barbara answered in an indulgent

meone looking off to sea for a ship that never comes in, or of waves creeping up in a lonely place where the fog-bell tolls.' Those were her very words, and she loo

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red into the spirit of it like a little whirlwind. And, besides, there are no children anywhere near that I can allow her to play with. I have only a few acquaintances in the town, and

'someone looking off to sea for a ship that never comes in.' She feels your separation from Justin and your watching fo

d be just the same no matter how many friends I

e happier because you would not seem to be waiting and anxious. There's some rare, good people in thi

that strangers didn't interest me. Now Georgina is old enough to be thorough

rmination to take the matter in hand himself. He felt he owed it to the Judge to do that much for his grandchild. The usual crowds of summer people would be coming soon. He had heard that Gray Inn was to be re-open