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| [Polly telling her stories.] | Frontispiece. |
| [“Take me, Polly,” implored Phronsie.] | 12 |
| [“And—he—saw—the—bear.”] | 22 |
| [Polly threw her arms around Ben.] | 31 |
| [“In came the Princess Esmeralda.”] | 35 |
| [“The circus story,” said Polly, “is about so many best
and splendid things that you must keep quite still.”] | 45 |
| [“Where’s the Circus-man?” asked the great big man.] | 57 |
| [Ben was mending Mother Pepper’s washboard.] | 63 |
| [The little tin soldiers.] | 66 |
| [Grandpapa had taken out all the papers.] | 74 |
| [Joel laid his head in Polly’s lap and burst out crying.] | 82 |
| [“I want my Mamsie!” cried poor Phronsie.] | 87 |
| [“What’s the matter down there?” asked Mr. Kangaroo.] | 93 |
| [The two pulled out the kitchen table.] | 101 |
| [The mince-pie boy and the beasts.] | 109 |
| [“O Polly!” she cried, scuttling over to her.] | 112 |
| [Joel came racing back.] | 119 |
| [The cunning little duck.] | 122 |
| [“Dear me, yes,” said Mrs. Pepper.] | 130 |
| [“Mind the house, now,” she said to the cat.] | 141 |
| [She crept into Polly’s lap, and put her little hand up on
her neck.] | 152 |
| [The pink and white sticks.] | 157 |
| [“Take care, Joe,” she warned.] | 161 |
| [The old stage-coach.] | 165 |
| [So Polly smoothed and patted his stubby head in a way
that Joel liked.] | 179 |
| [“You are scaring that poor old man most to death,”
said Polly.] | 186 |
| [Polly began to parade up and down the old kitchen floor.] | 201 |
| [And the pigs wouldn’t go the way he wanted ’em to.] | 205 |
| [“I guess I’ll tell you of the Runaway Pumpkin,” said
Polly.] | 216 |
| [“Pumpkin! say, Pumpkin, don’t you hear me?”] | 225 |
| [Mrs. Whitney heard the noise, and ran in to see what
the fun was.] | 243 |
| [The robbers and their bags.] | 247 |
| [Ben grasped it tightly under one arm and flew home.] | 255 |
| [The old gray goose holds a conversation with the black
chicken.] | 262 |
| [“Oh! I am so hungry, Polly.”] | 275 |
| [“Phronsie Pepper’s new shoes.”] | 282 |
| [And there was the shoe tumbled right over her nose.] | 292 |
| [“You said so, Polly Pepper,” cried little Dick with big
eyes.] | 298 |
| [Sally Brown and the old gray goose.] | 305 |
| [“Polly,” said Mrs. Pepper, “you needn’t tell any story
just now.”] | 311 |
| [“Go right away! my daughter makes all the music
I want.”] | 318 |
| [“Look within!” screamed the old woman.] | 323 |
| [“Here she is!” cried Van, throwing open the door of
Jasper’s den.] | 337 |
| [Phronsie smoothed down her white apron in satisfaction.] | 344 |
| [The umbrella runs away with the queer little man.] | 353 |
| [The boys bringing home the meal and potatoes.] | 368 |
| [The little snow-house.] | 373 |
| [Lucy Ann’s garden.] | 391 |
| [She put her head in her hands, like this.] | 394 |
| [Little Dick plucked off the big bit of wet brown paper
from his eye.] | 407 |
| [The beautiful man and the lovely lady on the china
mug.] | 410 |
| [“O Polly, a hundred ants!” cried little Dick with an
absorbed face.] | 424 |
| [Brown Betty and the ants.] | 429 |
| [Phronsie shook her yellow head mournfully.] | 442 |
| [The birds and the silly little brook.] | 446 |
| [“’Twas as big as this!”] | 459 |
| [The Little White Rabbit and Mister Fox.] | 464 |