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Chapter 5 No.5

Word Count: 1756    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

le, all packed as close as matches in a box. Helen's hair was as yellow as puffed taffy. Her eyes matched the blueness of the summer sky. It takes a large check to clothe, feed and educate ten

e side, stick in a quill, slap it on her head and

ile she remembered the rights of others, just as any little gir

ving in a flat in town, found the yard and trees at the old Wells place mo

h. I think you'd feel like

es. She had always had them, an

elen. "Under that big locust tree

. They don't grow so. I

Helen, who did not know one tree from another. "It

ow it can be d

c road. The girls were in their bare feet and the skin was yet tender. They ste

ees. "Then we'll have a wide hall with a library on one side, a den, and right here will be the nursery." She ha

ng-room. I'd like to have something

uggested Beth. She had played second in the game. She could not yet see h

"We'll play that the yard is the conse

how you can

e nice stones from the

from nothing. For an hour they carried up small flat stones until they had quite a number piled tog

going to be a gray ston

had never seen one, but she knew at that moment

down to mark the corners of a large rectangle which was to be the living room. "Right here will be the door on to

ral outline was that of the ground plan of a large house. The

h an air of pride. "It's all ready now but the furnishing," sai

l get them." She started toward the house. Helen g

ied. "Do be careful. Come back,"

er am I doing? I can't see t

any one to leave a room by stepping over the

of those little green ones." She obediently moved through th

down, served as a piano. A shingle resting upon two stones did very well as a music rest. Helen was down

room by way of the door rather than over the w

, isn't it?"

" replied Beth. Kertish

h mean, Beth Wells? Yo

" said Beth. "I can't just exactly explain.

omplacently. "These chairs in pink velve

chairs. Then she seated herself cautiously upon them, for pink velvet chairs

and being her very own word, she could thrust it about to fit any feeling or any condition. She was moving about the

g to go with these chairs," said Helen. "I must say that

ertish thing I ev

Beth at last. "I mean who

" said Helen, "and you can

ping under the shady trees which cover

day had passed, Mrs. Queen of Sheba gre

ip is ready." She pointed majestically to an old row boat which, water-logge

, Mrs. Quee

hore from mid-ocean. A little accident like this did not de

to rescue us, let us explore th

most kertish th

lying out well toward mid-stream. They crossed Knee-Deep Gulf and came to Cant-Wada Bay where they were forced t

opposite shore. "There are cannibals. Do not let t

ngth, she found courage to raise her eyes and look where Helen pointed. "Those-those-cannibals," she cri

Let us creep softly away." They crept. It was a horrifying experience. No

d the Queen of Sheba, kicking up her sunb

cess of Wales indulged in antics which are no

f distress," said

ncess of Wales. She promptly stuck her sunbonnet on

ics on the opposite shore, the Queen of Sheba and the Princes

theirs by the gift of imagination. They reveled in motor cars, airships, mansions and pink velvet furn

n invited Beth to her birthday party, and Beth was he

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