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Pollyanna

Pollyanna

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Chapter 1 MISS POLLY

Word Count: 1370    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

g. Miss Polly did not usually make hurried movements; she specially prided he

cy had been working in Miss Polly's kitchen only two months,

an

erfully, but she still continued

w-"when I'm talking to you, I wish you to sto

once, with the cloth still about it, thereby nearly

and turning hastily. "I was only keepin' on with my work 'cause yo

tress f

not ask for explanations.

mething toward their support, and she had been so pleased when she found a place in the kitchen of the great house on the hill-Nancy had come from "The Corners," six miles away, and she knew Miss Polly Harrington only as the mistress of the old Harrington homestead,

clear the little room at the head of the stairs in the attic, and make up the cot b

hall I put the things, p

y as well tell you now, Nancy. My niece, Miss Pollyanna Whittier, is comi

that be nice!" cried Nancy, thinking of the sunshine he

ed Miss Polly, stiffly. "However, I intend to make the best of

colore

hought a little girl here might-might b

yly. "I can't say, however, that I

ld," ventured Nancy, vaguely feeling that somehow she

ifted her ch

o a world that was already quite full enough, I can't see how I should particularly WANT to have the care of them myself. Howev

ing up the half-dried pitcher-no

ore from the far-away Western town, and which had been so unpleasant a surprise to her. The l

e child, a girl eleven years old. He left practically nothing else save a few books; for, as y

re not on the best of terms. He thought, however, that for your sister's sake you might wish t

f you would write that she might come at once, as there is a man and his wife here who are going East very soon, and they would take her

favorably from y

ctfull

iah O.

answered it the day before, and she had said she would take the child, of course. S

er family's remonstrances. There had been a man of wealth who had wanted her-and the family had much preferred him to the minister; but Jennie had not. The man of wealth had more years, as well as more money, to his credit, while the mi

. To be sure, Jennie herself had written, for a time, and had named her last baby "Pollyanna" for her two sisters, Polly and Anna-the other babies had all died. This had been the last time

se on the hill. Miss Polly, looking out at the far-reaching valley bel

housands left her by her father. There were people who had openly pitied her lonely life, and who had urged her to have some friend or companion to live wit

e, that she was a good woman, and that she not only knew her duty, but had suffi

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