The Corner House Girls Growing Up: What Happened First, What Came Next. And How It EndedHill, Grace Brooks
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The Corner House Girls Growing Up: What Happened First, What Came Next. And How It Ended
Hill, Grace Brooks
First loves -- Juvenile fiction; Mystery and detective stories; Sisters -- Juvenile fiction
XXIV. IT ENGAGES AUNT SARAH'S ATTENTION 232
XXV. LOOKING AHEAD 246
ILLUSTRATIONS
"Ruth sprang forward and seized the old gentleman's coat"
_Frontispiece_
"Neale reached up with a rake and unhooked the hanging basket" 74
"'I shall begin to believe you are a man-hater,' laughed Luke" 116
"There was a rush for the open hatchway and a chorus of excited
voices" 164
CHAPTER I
ALL UP IN THE AIR
It all began because Tess Kenway became suddenly and deeply interested
in aeroplanes, airships and "all sort of flying things," as Dot, the
smallest Corner House girl, declared.
Perhaps one should modify that "suddenly"; for Tess had begun to think
about flying--as a profession--as long ago as the winter before (and
that was really a long time for a little girl of her age) when she had
acted as Swiftwing the Hummingbird in the children's play of _The
Carnation Countess_.
At any rate she said to Sammy Pinkney, who was almost their next door
neighbor, only he lived "scatecornered" across Willow Street, that she
wished she had an airship.
And there! "Scatecornered" must be explained too; it was an expression
of Uncle Rufus' who was the Corner House girls' chief factotum and
almost an heirloom in the family, for he had long served Uncle Peter
Stower, who in dying had willed the beautiful old homestead in Milton
to his four grand-nieces.
"Just what does 'scatecornered' mean, Uncle Rufus?" asked Dot, who
delighted in polysyllables.
"Why, chile, 'scatecornered' am a pufficly good word, fo' I has used it
all ma life. It's--er--well, it's sort of a short-cut for de meanin' of
slantindicular an crisscrosswise; w'ich means dat it ain't straight an'
ain't crooked, but sort o'--er--scatecornered. Dere, chile, now you
knows."
"Yes, Uncle Rufus; thank you," said Dot, polite if she did feel rather
dizzy after his explanation.
But it was with Tess, who was nearly two years older than Dot and
thought herself vastly more grown up, and with Sammy Pinkney this story
was begun, and one should stick to one's text.
"Yes," murmured Tess, "I wish I had an airship."
Sammy looked at her, rather awed. Lately he was beginning to feel a mite
awed in Tess Kenway's company, anyway. She had always been a thoughtful
child. Aunt Sarah Maltby declared she was uncanny and gave her the
fidgets. Of late even the boy who desired to be a pirate found Tess
puzzling.
"Huh! An airship? What would you do with it? Where would you keep it?"
he finally demanded, his queries being nothing if not practical.
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