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Green Valley   By: (1883-)

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GREEN VALLEY

by

KATHARINE REYNOLDS

Frontispiece by Nana French Bickford

[Frontispiece: They came to her hand in hand and said not a word.]

Grosset & Dunlap Publishers New York Copyright, 1919, by Little, Brown, and Company. All rights reserved

Dedication

TO ALL THE LITTLE ONE HORSE TOWNS WHERE LIFE IS SWEET AND ROOMY AND OLD FASHIONED; WHERE THE DAYS ARE FULL OF SUNSHINE AND RAIN AND WORK; WHERE NEIGHBORS REALLY NEIGHBOR AND MEN AND WOMEN ARE LIFE SIZE

AUTHOR'S NOTE

This book was written to cure a heartache, to ease a very real and bad case of homesickness. I wrote it just for myself when I was very nearly ten thousand miles away from home and knew that I couldn't go back to the U. S. A. for two long years. It is a picture of a little Yankee town, the town I tried so hard to see over ten thousand miles of gray green ocean.

When I was sailing from New York for South America that sunny June morning in 1913, about the last thing the last friend hurrying down the gangplank said was this:

"Of course you are going to be homesick. But it's worth it."

And I laughed.

But before that long stretch of gray green ocean was plowed under I knew oh, I knew that I was going to be most woefully homesick for the U. S. A.

A certain tall Swede from New Jersey and I discovered that fact about the same minute Fourth of July morning. We were standing on the deck, staring miserably back over the awful miles to where somewhere in that lost north our town lay with flags fluttering, picnic baskets getting into trains and everybody out on their lawns and porches.

We didn't look at each other after that first glance that Swede and I. And we said the sunlight hurt our eyes.

Three months later I was sitting under the velvet soft, star sown night sky of the Argentine cattle country. I had seen volcano scarred Martinique and had watched the beautiful island of Barbados rising like a fairy dream out of a foamy sea.

I had marveled at the endless beauties of Rio lying so picturesquely in its immense harbor and at the foot of its great, shaggy, sun splashed, smoke wreathed mountains. I had tramped through unsanitary Santos and loved it because it looked like Chicago in spite of its mountains and banana trees. I had witnessed a wonderful fiesta in Buenos Aires and had churned two hundred miles up the La Plata when it was bubbling with rain. And I had had a tooth pulled in Paysandu, the second largest city in Uruguay.

All that in three months! And there were still a million wonders to see. I loved and shall always love these radiant, sun drenched uncrowded lands. But my heart was heavy as lead. For I was homesick. My eyes were tired of alien starshine, of alien, unfamiliar things, and my heart cried out for the little home towns of my own country.

But I could not go back for many, many months. So I learned Spanish and hobnobbed with wonderfully wise and delightful Spanish grandmothers. I grew to love some darling Indian babies. I interviewed interesting South American cowboys and discussed war and socialism with an Argentine navy officer. I exchanged calls and true blue friendships with soft voiced Englishwomen. And I took tea and dinner aboard the ships of Welsh sea captains from Cardiff.

I had a wonderful time. I filled my notebook, took pictures and collected souvenirs. I laughed and told stories. Folks down there said I was good company.

But oh! In the hush of a rain splashed night, when the fire in the grate dozed and dreamed and a boat siren somewhere out on the inky La Plata wailed and moaned through the black night, my heart flew back over those gray green waves to a little town that I knew in the U. S. A. And to ease my longing I wrote Green Valley.

KATHARINE REYNOLDS.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I EAST AND WEST II SPRING IN GREEN VALLEY III THE LAST OF THE CHURCHILLS IV A RAINY DAY V CYNTHIA'S SON VI GOSSIP VII THE WEDDING VIII LILAC TIME IX GREEN VALLEY MEN X THE KNOLL XI GETTING ACQUAINTED XII THE PATH OF TRUE LOVE XIII AUTUMN IN GREEN VALLEY XIV THE CHARM XV INDIAN SUMMER XVI THE HOUSEWARMING XVII THE LITTLE SLIPPER XVIII THE MORNING AFTER XIX A GRAY DAY XX CHRISTMAS BELLS XXI FANNY'S HOUR XXII BEFORE THE DAWN XXIII FANNY COMES BACK XXIV HOME AGAIN

GREEN VALLEY

CHAPTER I

EAST AND WEST

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