The Author.

CONTENTS.

CHAPTER I.
PAGE
The Little Brown House[ 9]
CHAPTER II.
A Badgertown Evening[ 28]
CHAPTER III.
Johnny[ 50]
CHAPTER IV.
Can She go to Mrs. King’s Reception?[ 66]
CHAPTER V.
Mrs. Jasper King’s Reception[ 83]
CHAPTER VI.
Grace[ 97]
CHAPTER VII.
Polly makes Matters Right[ 114]
CHAPTER VIII.
Alexia collects the News[ 128]
CHAPTER IX.
Phronsie settles the Matter[ 144]
CHAPTER X.
Success for Polly[ 160]
CHAPTER XI.
On the way to the Beebes[ 176]
CHAPTER XII.
At the Beebes[ 189]
CHAPTER XIII.
Found[ 203]
CHAPTER XIV.
Home Again[ 217]
CHAPTER XV.
Some Hingham calls[ 229]
CHAPTER XVI.
Mr. Marlowe helps Matters Along[ 245]
CHAPTER XVII.
Alexia has Grace to Herself[ 257]
CHAPTER XVIII.
Grandpapa does the Right Thing[ 270]
CHAPTER XIX.
Trying to be Cheery[ 282]
CHAPTER XX.
Fire![ 296]
CHAPTER XXI.
Are They all Safe?[ 309]
CHAPTER XXII.
The Shadow turns to Sunshine[ 322]
CHAPTER XXIII.
The Rest of the Peppers are off[ 340]
CHAPTER XXIV.
All together[ 353]
CHAPTER XXV.
Everything depends on Polly[ 367]
CHAPTER XXVI.
Destruction threatens the Little BrownHouse[ 383]
CHAPTER XXVII.
Phronsie’s Marriage Bells![ 400]
CHAPTER XXVIII.
Home to the Little Brown House [ 416]

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

Phronsie and the children[ Frontispiece.]
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“There! I got it all out alone by myself,” said Barby[ 15]
“Oh, goody! here comes Mr. Tisbett,” howled King[ 26]
“Oh, what richness!” sighed Polly[ 29]
“Dance me up and down, daddy!” screamed Elyot[ 32]
“We’ve come out to dinner, Polly,” said Alexia[ 42]
“Somebody take off this!”[ 46]
Tying on her big garden hat, Phronsie went across theroad[ 55]
“Johnny! open your eyes,” cried Dick[ 60]
“Oh, he’s rolled off,” cried Polly, aghast[ 63]
“The idea of a school-girl going to a reception,” saidAunt Fay[ 69]
Grace darted behind a tall fern, and hid her hot, distressedface[ 86]
“Are you ill, Miss Tupper—or—Strange?” and shelaughed unpleasantly[ 91]
“I shall get my Mamsie,” cried a small, determinedvoice[ 101]
Elyot perched at the foot, where he surveyed Grace athis leisure[ 106]
So Polly went off, her baby on her arm[ 109]
“Dear child,” said Polly, “I know just how you feel”[ 116]
“Polly’s gone to town,” said Phronsie, cutting off someblossoms to add to the bundle in her hand[ 131]
Phronsie led the little old white-haired woman to thevacated seat[ 150]
The loving-cup was filled with pure cold water to thebrim, “The only thing worthy of it,” said Polly[ 168]
With her arms full, Phronsie entered the kitchen[ 174]
Elyot gathered up his small soul with the best courage hecould muster, and sat down on a big stone by the sideof the road[ 181]
He propped Barby up against the upper step, and ran andpeered into the little window strung with shoes[ 193]
There was Barby in a little wooden chair, eating breadand butter with a very sticky face[ 215]
“The ‘Scrannage Girls,’ as their neighbors called them”[ 221]
“There, now, it’s done, Grandpapa, dear,” said Phronsie,tucking the bit of paper under the old door[ 241]
Phronsie leaned her head upon Mamsie’s old rocking-chair[ 247]
“Ar-goo!” said Algernon, finding it very pleasant to pullat the pillow-shams[ 262]
Barby hurried over to Grace. “I’m sorry, too,” shesaid: “and I’ll take the bears”[ 290]
“Now, Celestine,” said Mr. Bayley, rolling a fresh cigarette,“the Peppers are perfectly well able to take careof themselves.”[ 297]
“Bless the Lord, Phronsie,” he lifted his sea-cap reverently,“we’re almost there.”[ 305]
“The sailor roared out, ‘The ship’s on fire!’ and wasplunging on”[ 312]
“I must go to Grandpapa,” cried Phronsie, “save her;”and dashed off by herself[ 316]
And I say, “Boo, grandmamma!” laughed Barby confidentially[ 324]
Polly threw herself on her knees by Mamsie’s big four-poster[ 327]
“Of course,” cried Polly, with kindling eyes, “splendidold Joel would do just that very thing, Davie”[ 333]
“She’s gone; and I don’t never ’xpect to live to see heragain, nor him, nor those pretty creeters,” went onGrandma[ 350]
“There,” said Joel, marching across the room, “I’m asgood as new, made over, and patched up, and warranted.”[ 356]
Oh, when Polly found herself in the dear arms, and feltthe dear eyes upon her[ 365]
Old Mr. King stood in front of Polly waiting for her toproceed[ 374]
“O my bressed Chilluns!” mourned Candace[ 391]
Johnny whirled around to see the heap of papers andshavings on the floor in the merriest little blaze imaginable[ 397]
“We might as well all be dead, as to have the littlebrown house burnt up,” said Alexia[ 403]
“An’ I want to hev the priv’lege to drive yer par uptoo,” said Mr. Tisbett[ 421]
The little children from the Dunraven Home marchedaround Phronsie and her husband, each giving her awhite rose as they passed[ 433]

PHRONSIE PEPPER.


CHAPTER I.
THE LITTLE BROWN HOUSE.

“O CHILDREN!” said Phronsie softly, “what are you doing?”

“They’re pulling all the hair out of my mamsie’s cushion,” shouted King-Fisher, in a tone of anger; and, struggling with the two delinquents on the floor, he bestowed several smart pulls on the chubby shoulders bent over their task.