List of Illustrations
| PAGE | |
| Marya Ostrowska | [Frontispiece] |
| "Henryk leaned down and kissed the hand of the little fellow" | [14] |
| "The little ones threw quantities of small coins" | [49] |
| "The procession formed, the march begins to the church" | [79] |
| "She was bundled into the village cart" | [103] |
| "Her heart was beating faster and faster" | [137] |
Our Little Polish Cousin
CHAPTER I
THE ORIGIN OF POLAND
We cross the Atlantic Ocean in one of the great floating palaces which sail from New York; after seven days of good times on board, with not too much sea-sickness, we sight land, the glorious, sunny land of France. We all know and love France, for it has been endeared to us in many ways. Lafayette helped us in our time of need long years ago, and the French school-children have given us that token of their esteem, the Goddess of Liberty, which stands at the entrance of the harbor in New York, a welcome to all the poor, homeless refugees and immigrants who come to this beloved land of ours in search of rest.