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These happy golden years
These happy golden years







these happy golden years

You never shirked, and you always stuck to it till you did what you set out to do. You’ve tackled every job that ever came your way, Pa said. You’ve never failed yet at anything you tried to do, have you? the children won’t mind me when they see how little I am. Well, Laura! You are a schoolteacher now! We knew you would be, didn’t we? Though we didn’t expect it so soon.ĭo you think I can, Pa? Laura answered. At last he turned his face toward her and spoke, as if he were answering her dread of tomorrow. Pa sat looking ahead into the distance while he held the reins in his mittened hands and now and then chirruped to the horses.

these happy golden years

He was thin and brown, like any homesteader he did not have much to say for himself. Brewster only once, when he came to hire her to teach the school. In the warm sitting room there, Ma and Carrie and Grace were far away.īrewster settlement was still miles ahead.

these happy golden years

Laura did not look back, but she knew that the town was miles behind her now it was only a small dark blot on the empty prairie’s whiteness. The slightly rolling, snowy land lay empty all around. Even for fifteen, she was small and now she felt very small. She never had taught school, and she was not sixteen years old yet. But tomorrow she would be teaching school. Laura could hardly stop expecting that tomorrow she would be going to school with little sister Carrie, and sitting in her seat with Ida Brown.

these happy golden years

Only yesterday she was a schoolgirl now she was a schoolteacher. Sitting beside him on the board laid across the bobsled, Laura did not say anything, either. The horses’ hoofs made a dull sound, clop, clop, clop. A little wind blew gently from the south, but it was so cold that the sled runners squeaked as they slid on the hard-packed snow. Urn:oclc:861357589 Republisher_date 20140218161436 Republisher_operator Scandate 20140218120710 Scanner scribe1.nj.archive.Sunday afternoon was clear, and the snow-covered prairie sparkled in the sunshine. OL1719702W Page-progression lr Page_number_confidence 93.83 Pages 310 Ppi 500 Related-external-id urn:isbn:1581181027 Access-restricted-item true Addeddate 21:04:49.56665 Boxid IA1580316 Camera Canon EOS 5D Mark II City New York Edition Newly illustrated, uniform ed.









These happy golden years