| “I seem to be just in time, again, Stella,” was all he said | [Frontispiece] | |
| A girlish figure swung down out of the old apple-tree and dropped lightly upon its feet | Page | [16] |
| He was quiet, even for an Indian baby; unnaturally quiet, she thought | ” | [88] |
| “I was only digging medicine,” the elf soberly announced | ” | [209] |
YELLOW STAR
YELLOW STAR
CHAPTER I
LAUREL FOLKS
It was four o’clock of a hot September afternoon, and the buzz of twenty girls released from school filled the close room with a sibilant overflow, much like the gossip of bees in a blossoming elder-bush. The boys had already gone clattering down the stairs to the ball-field, and the little maids of the highest grammar grade demurely prepared to follow, sipping the sweets of freedom with more of leisurely enjoyment, in true feminine fashion.