Only one thing I do know: Gypsy never grew up to be "timid," or silly, or mean, or lazy; but a sensible woman, true and strong; asking little help of other people, but giving much; an honor to her brave and loving sex, and a safe comrade to the girls who kept step with her into middle life; and I trust that I may bespeak from their daughters and their scholars a kindly welcome to an old story, told again.
Elizabeth Stuart Phelps.
Newton Centre, Mass.,
April, 1895.
Contents
| CHAPTER I | NEWS | [7] |
| CHAPTER II | SHE SHALL COME? | [24] |
| CHAPTER III | ONE EVENING | [40] |
| CHAPTER IV | CHESTNUTS | [54] |
| CHAPTER V | GYPSY MAKES A DISCOVERY | [82] |
| CHAPTER VI | WHO PUT IT IN? | [99] |
| CHAPTER VII | PEACE MAYTHORNE'S ROOM | [122] |
| CHAPTER VIII | THE STORY OF A NIGHT | [148] |
| CHAPTER IX | UP RATTLESNAKE | [187] |
| CHAPTER X | WE ARE LOST | [211] |
| CHAPTER XI | GRAND TIMES | [229] |
| CHAPTER XII | A TELEGRAM | [243] |
| CHAPTER XIII | A SUNDAY NIGHT | [263] |
| CHAPTER XIV | GOOD BYE | [274] |