| “Little Louisa’s fingers were nimbler than her mother’s. She was only eight, but she soon learned to tie a plume” | [Frontispiece] |
| FACING PAGE |
| “He tied his feet together with the prayer shawl, and looked once upon the rising sun” | [9] |
| “There he stood, indifferent, bored if anything, shiftless” | [64] |
| “If Kate sees it, she steals up behind her, and, putting two affectionate arms around her neck, whispers in her ear, ‘I love oo, Grannie’” | [80] |
| “When we had set up a Christmas tree together, to the wild delight of the children” | [95] |
| “Please, your Honor, let this man go! It is Christmas” | [153] |