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At Boarding School with the Tucker Twins   By: (1878-1913)

At Boarding School with the Tucker Twins by Nell Speed

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[Illustration: "Do you know, Miss Dum, you looked like Diana when you stood on that rock?" Page 230. ]

AT BOARDING SCHOOL WITH THE TUCKER TWINS

By NELL SPEED

AUTHOR OF "THE MOLLY BROWN SERIES," ETC.

WITH FOUR HALF TONE ILLUSTRATIONS BY ARTHUR O. SCOTT

NEW YORK HURST & COMPANY PUBLISHERS

Copyright, 1915, BY HURST & COMPANY

CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE I. LEAVING HOME 5 II. ENTER THE TUCKERS 23 III. GRESHAM 36 IV. MY ROOMMATES 48 V. LETTERS 60 VI. THE FOUNDLING 69 VII. KITTY'S FOSTER FATHER 88 VIII. ABOUT MATHEMATICS AND ME 102 IX. FOOTBALL 110 X. BOYS 123 XI. LETTERS AND SEVERAL KINDS OF FATHERS 137 XII. ANNIE'S MOTHER 147 XIII. THE CONCERT 167 XIV. THE SPREAD 176 XV. HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS 191 XVI. A VISIT FROM THE TUCKERS 201 XVII. DEER HUNTING 210 XVIII. THE MIGHTY HUNTER 227 XIX. A VISIT TO RICHMOND 241 XX. DINNER AT COUSIN PARK'S 259 XXI. THE DESPERATION OF DUM 274 XXII. MORE LETTERS 294 XXIII. ZEBEDEE'S VISIT 300

ILLUSTRATIONS

PAGE "Do you know, Miss Dum, you looked like Diana when you stood on that rock?" Frontispiece

They made such a racket that a sad, crooked face was poked into the door 48

"From mother," exclaimed the girl, trembling with excitement 156

Dum looked at me aghast. "Page, you here, and Dee" 271

At Boarding School with the Tucker Twins.

CHAPTER I.

LEAVING HOME.

Leaving home to go to boarding school was bad enough, but leaving on a damp, cold morning before dawn seemed to be about the worst thing that could befall a girl of fifteen. I have noticed that whatever age you happen to be seems to be the age in which hardships are the most difficult to bear.

Anyhow, there I was, only fifteen, facing the necessity of saying early morning farewells, the first one of all to my comfortable bed, where I had slept off and on, principally on, for those fifteen years. And now I and my bed must part.

"Day done bus'ed, Miss Page. The doctor is stirrin' an' you'd better rise an' shine," and kind old Mammy Susan leaned yearningly over me. "I hate to wake up my lamb. I knowd dis day would come when dey'd take you 'way from me, but I nebber did think 'twould be 'fo' dawn wif all de long day 'head er me to be studyin' 'bout you. What yo' mammy goin' ter do 'thout you, chile?"

"Well, Mammy, we'll have to grin and bear it. I'll be home Christmas, and that isn't so far off." I jumped out of bed and pulled my hat tub into the middle of the floor, ready for my daily cold sponge bath. Probably I had inherited the habit of the cold bath from my English grandfather along with the big hat tub.

"Law, chile, can't you leave off punishin' yo'self jes' dis onct? You can't be to say dirty, an' dis here water is pow'ful cold."

Mammy and I had had this discussion about my cold bath every morning since I had been old enough to bathe myself... Continue reading book >>




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