. St. Nicholas [serial]. d, Clarabel, you are littleMiranda that I am sewing for while Great-grand-father is away. So Polly hemmed and stitched,and before she knew it, the dress was done. Now I will read my fairy tales, she said, andI can pretend they re Pilgrims Progress. AndPolly became so absorbed that she forgot to lookup again until Hiram came in with the cows. Shewelcomed him joyously, and followed him aboutas he did the chores. Folks will be along pretty quick, I reckon, hesaid cheerfully, when he was about to go. Are ntscared, are you ? N-no, answered Polly, trying hard to bebrave and

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. St. Nicholas [serial]. d, Clarabel, you are littleMiranda that I am sewing for while Great-grand-father is away. So Polly hemmed and stitched, and before she knew it, the dress was done. Now I will read my fairy tales, she said, andI can pretend they re Pilgrims Progress. AndPolly became so absorbed that she forgot to lookup again until Hiram came in with the cows. Shewelcomed him joyously, and followed him aboutas he did the chores. Folks will be along pretty quick, I reckon, hesaid cheerfully, when he was about to go. Are ntscared, are you ? N-no, answered Polly, trying hard to bebrave and honest at the same time, but she had tofight to keep back the tears as she saw Hiram godown the road in the direction of his home. 924 POLLYS INHERITANCE 925 Then she gave herself a little slap— PollyPritchard! have you forgotten who you are?and she stole into the house straight to the parlorto Great-grandmothers portrait. With handsclasped tight behind her, Polly looked beseech-ingly at the beautiful face on the wall.. _2PPimeke FiiWrXOrioXc OH, DEAR GREAT-GRANDMOTHER, SHE WHISPERED, I M AWFULLY LONESOME. Oh, dear Great-grandmother, she whispered, I m awfully lonesome, and they may not gethome before dark; but I am trying to be bravelike you! Then Polly felt better and startedfor the kitchen, saying: I 11 set the table now, so everything will be ready when they come. The dishes all on, Polly went out on the stepsto wait. No signs of the buggy yet! Graduallythe sun sank behind the hills and the twilightdeepened. No stars appeared, but gloomy blackclouds began to spread over the sky. Oh, shuddered Polly, it s getting dreadfullydark! why dont they come! But she tried tokeep up her spirits by saying over all the piecesshe had learned at school, and the Bible versesMother had taught her. Darker and darker it grew. Suddenly a rain-drop fell splash on Pollys nose; then another.Polly started. Oh, she groaned, Aunt Elizaslilac dress in the attic chamber! and I promisedif it rained, I d