Daisy
Warner, Susan, 1819-1885
English
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DAISY
BY
ELIZABETH WETHERELL
AUTHOR OF
"THE WIDE, WIDE WORLD," "QUEECHY,"
ETC., ETC.
LONDON :
WARD, LOCK & CO., LIMITED
NEW YORK AND MELBOURNE
CONTENTS
CHAPTER I. MISS PINSHON
CHAPTER II. MY HOME
CHAPTER III. THE MULTIPLICATION TABLE
CHAPTER IV. SEVEN HUNDRED PEOPLE
CHAPTER V. IN THE KITCHEN
CHAPTER VI. WINTER AND SUMMER
CHAPTER VII. SINGLEHANDED
CHAPTER VIII. EGYPTIAN GLASS
CHAPTER IX. SHOPPING
CHAPTER X. SCHOOL
CHAPTER XI. A PLACE IN THE WORLD
CHAPTER XII. FRENCH DRESSES
CHAPTER XIII. GREY COATS
CHAPTER XIV. YANKEES
CHAPTER XV. FORT PUTNAM
CHAPTER XVI. HOPS
CHAPTER XVII. OBEYING ORDERS
CHAPTER XVIII. SOUTH AND NORTH
CHAPTER XIX. ENTERED FOR THE WAR
CHAPTER I.
MISS PINSHON.
I want an excuse to myself for writing my own life; an excuse
for the indulgence of going it all over again, as I have so
often gone over bits. It has not been more remarkable than
thousands of others. Yet every life has in it a thread of
present truth and possible glory. Let me follow out the truth
to the glory.
The first bright years of my childhood I will pass. They were
childishly bright. They lasted till my eleventh summer. Then
the light of heavenly truth was woven in with the web of my
mortal existence; and whatever the rest of the web has been,
those golden threads have always run through it all the rest
of the way. Just as I reached my birthday that summer and was
ten years old, I became a Christian.
For the rest of that summer I was a glad child. The brightness
of those days is a treasure safe locked up in a chamber of my
memory. I have known other glad times too in my life; other
times of even higher enjoyment. But among all the dried
flowers of my memory, there is not one that keeps a fresher
perfume or a stronger scent of its life than this one. Those
were the days without cloud; before life shadows had begun to
cast their blackness over the landscape. And even though such
shadows do go as well as come, and leave the intervals as sun-
lit as ever; yet, after that change of the first life shadow
is once seen, it is impossible to forget that it may come
again and darken the sun. I do not mean that the days, of that
summer were absolutely without things to trouble me; I had
changes of light and shade; but on the whole, nothing that did
not heighten the light. They were pleasant days I had in
Juanita's cottage at the time when my ankle was broken; there
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