ILLUSTRATIONS
Finding the will. In a moment the panel dropped down, leaving in view a very narrow depository for papers
She forgot her kittens and everything else, and scrambled up the tree for dear life
“Looker yere! Looker yere! Missie Ruth! There’s dem dried apples, buried in de groun’”
Up came Tommy again, his eyes open, gurgling a cry, and fighting to keep above the surface
THE CORNER HOUSE GIRLS