forehead, and as he drew his handkerchief down from his eyes he saw Peace standing before him, holding a platter in her extended arms while she surveyed the result of his labor with approving eyes.
"You've done splendid!" she breathed, enthusiastically. "The last tramp who cut wood for us piled it up so it looked like there was an awful lot, but after he was gone we found he had heaped it around a big hole in the middle and there wasn't hardly any split. Faith said she bet you would do the same way, but I watched you from the window, while Cherry and me were washing the dishes, and you never tried to hide a hole in the middle at all. Here is your breakfast. Gail cooked it, else you wouldn't have got much. It is Faith's turn to get the meals today, but she is baking a cake for the minister's reception tonight, and is crosser'n two sticks, so Gail fixed it.
"You see, we were all through breakfast when you got here, or you might have had more. I don't know, though,--Faith says if she had her way ab
This series of books were a treasure when I read them as a child. They belonged to my mother and my sister and I adored them, crying and laughing and sharing the adventures of Peace Greenfield and her sisters. I've looked for them before and found, sadly that they were out of print. I will access these if only to remember and cry and laugh again.
This book is in the "young readers" category. I am by no means a young reader, do not let this category put you off.
The book was a delight from start to finish.