Woodlawn Series
Fiction & Literature, Literary Theory & Criticism, Nonfiction, Reference & Language, Reference, Historical
| Author: | Madeline Leslie | ISBN: | 9781623942229 |
| Publisher: | AppsPublisher | Publication: | June 27, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Madeline Leslie |
| ISBN: | 9781623942229 |
| Publisher: | AppsPublisher |
| Publication: | June 27, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Woodlawn Series
by Madeline Leslie
This Series contains 2 existing novels:
Berties Home
by Madeline Leslie
e little stakes I drove into the ground, but my wife thought this better; and as I yield to her in matters of taste I changed to this spot."
"This gives you a much better view," the architect remarked quietly.
They walked here and there, two or three times. Mr. Rand took a rule from his pocket and measured the ground. Then he ran off by himself to the top of the little hill, and stood looking over the lake. All this time he had scarcely answered Mr. Curtis' questions. He was thinking. At last his face lighted up with a smile, and he exclaimed,--
"I have it; just the thing. How would you like a stone house? You have plenty of material on your land."
"A stone house is too damp," answered Mr. Curtis, shaking his head. "No, I prefer a well-made wooden house with back plaster and tarred paper to keep out the wind. I can use all my stone in building walls around my farm."
"How much land is there?"
"Sixty acres in this piece; and I have just purchased twenty more of wood; fo...
- Bertie And The Gardeners
by Madeline Leslie
yer's ward there was great rejoicing. Susy and Marianne, that bright eyed girl you spoke to near the door, laughed aloud and clapped their hands, and exclaimed:
"'Bertie didn't forget. He did send his bird. Oh, Miss Lerow will you please thank him, and say we like it ever so much!'
"Mrs. Ayers says, 'Tell that blessed little boy I'll take the best care of his linnet. Tell him the cage is hung on the hook where all the children can see it; and the pretty creature is chirping as merrily as if it had always been here.'
"So, my dear little friend, you will be pleased that your self-denying act has given pleasure to so many suffering children, and that they think of you with gratitude. Your friend,
"CARRIE LEROW."
One pleasant afternoon Bertie and his sister were riding through the street, when a handsome carriage came slowly toward them.
"There's Whitefoot, and that dear little boy Mr. Carpenter told us about," exclaimed a young girl, who was no other than Emma Blagden....
Woodlawn Series
by Madeline Leslie
This Series contains 2 existing novels:
Berties Home
by Madeline Leslie
e little stakes I drove into the ground, but my wife thought this better; and as I yield to her in matters of taste I changed to this spot."
"This gives you a much better view," the architect remarked quietly.
They walked here and there, two or three times. Mr. Rand took a rule from his pocket and measured the ground. Then he ran off by himself to the top of the little hill, and stood looking over the lake. All this time he had scarcely answered Mr. Curtis' questions. He was thinking. At last his face lighted up with a smile, and he exclaimed,--
"I have it; just the thing. How would you like a stone house? You have plenty of material on your land."
"A stone house is too damp," answered Mr. Curtis, shaking his head. "No, I prefer a well-made wooden house with back plaster and tarred paper to keep out the wind. I can use all my stone in building walls around my farm."
"How much land is there?"
"Sixty acres in this piece; and I have just purchased twenty more of wood; fo...
- Bertie And The Gardeners
by Madeline Leslie
yer's ward there was great rejoicing. Susy and Marianne, that bright eyed girl you spoke to near the door, laughed aloud and clapped their hands, and exclaimed:
"'Bertie didn't forget. He did send his bird. Oh, Miss Lerow will you please thank him, and say we like it ever so much!'
"Mrs. Ayers says, 'Tell that blessed little boy I'll take the best care of his linnet. Tell him the cage is hung on the hook where all the children can see it; and the pretty creature is chirping as merrily as if it had always been here.'
"So, my dear little friend, you will be pleased that your self-denying act has given pleasure to so many suffering children, and that they think of you with gratitude. Your friend,
"CARRIE LEROW."
One pleasant afternoon Bertie and his sister were riding through the street, when a handsome carriage came slowly toward them.
"There's Whitefoot, and that dear little boy Mr. Carpenter told us about," exclaimed a young girl, who was no other than Emma Blagden....
