TO MY MOTHER

AMELIA WAITS STRIBLING

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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

["Yes, Cissie, I understand now"]

[Peter recognized the white aprons and the swords and spears of the Knights and Ladies of Tabor]

[Up and down its street flows the slow negro life of the village]

[In the Siner cabin old Caroline Siner berated her boy]

[The old gentleman turned around at last]

["You-you mean you want m-me—to go with you, Cissie?" he stammered]