Dotty Dimple Out West   By: Sophie May (1833-1906)

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DOTTY DIMPLE STORIES .

DOTTY DIMPLE OUT WEST.

BY SOPHIE MAY,

AUTHOR OF "LITTLE PRUDY STORIES."

Illustrated.

BOSTON

LEE AND SHEPARD PUBLISHERS

10 MILK STREET

Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1869,

BY LEE AND SHEPARD,

In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.

TO

DOTTY DIMPLE'S LITTLE FRIENDS ,

GUSSIE TAPPAN AND SARAH LONGSLEY.

CONTENTS.

CHAPTER PAGE

I. STARTING, 7

II. THE CAPTAIN'S SON, 20

III. A BABY IN A BLUE CLOAK, 36

IV. "PIGEON PIE POSTPONED," 52

V. THE MAJOR'S JOKE, 67

VI. NEW FACES, 82

VII. WAKING UP OUT WEST, 96

VIII. GOING NUTTING, 108

IX. IN THE WOODS, 119

X. SURPRISES, 133

XI. SNIGGLING FOR EELS, 146

XII. "A POST OFFICE LETTER," 160

DOTTY DIMPLE OUT WEST.

CHAPTER I.

STARTING.

One beautiful morning in October the sun came up rejoicing. Dotty Dimple watched it from the window with feelings of peculiar pleasure.

"I should think that old sun would wear out and grow rough round the edges. Why not? Last week it was ever so dull; now it is bright. I shouldn't wonder if the angels up there have to scour it once in a while."

You perceive that Dotty's ideas of astronomy were anything but correct. She supposed the solar orb was composed of a very peculiar kind of gold, which could be rubbed as easily as Norah's tin pans, though so intensely hot that one's fingers would, most likely, be scorched in the operation.

On this particular morning she felt an unusual interest in the state of the weather. It had been decided that she should go West with her father, and this was the day set for departure. "I am happy up to my throat:" so she said to Prudy. And now all this happiness was to be buttoned up in a cunning little casaque, with new gaiters at the feet, and a hat and rosette at the top. Forty pounds or so of perfect delight going down to the depot in a carriage.

"Don't you wish you could go, Zip Parlin? I'd like to hear you bark in the cars; and I'd like to hear you talk, Prudy, too!"