GLORIA
AND TREELESS STREET

By Annie Hamilton Donnell

1910

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

["I don't know what I do see."]
["And who is Rosy?"]
[It would be something interesting to do.]
["I'd wave you at it, Abou-Ben."]
[Immediately Miss Winship was beside her]
["I will get the money for you, Dinney,"]
["Oh, uncle Em, new everything."]

CHAPTER I.

Gloria sat in her favorite chair on the broad veranda. The shadow of the vines made a delicate tracery over her white dress. Gloria was lazily content. She had been comfortable and content for seventeen years.

“There's that queer little thing again, going off with her queer little bag!” Gloria's gaze dwelt on the house across the wide street. Down its steps a small, neat figure was tripping. Gloria recognized it as an old sight-acquaintance.

“I wish I could find out where she goes at just the same time every day! In all the blazing sun—ugh! I'll ask Aunt Em sometime. And that makes me think of what I want to ask Uncle Em!” It was natural that Aunt Em should remind one of Uncle Em. Gloria's thought of the two as the composite guardian of her important young peace and happiness—as well as money. For Gloria was rich.