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Christy's Inheritance (Paperback): Florence Whitaker
Christy's Inheritance (Paperback): Florence Whitaker

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Christy's Inheritance (Paperback)

Florence Whitaker

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER X. "While I do my duty Struggling through the tide, Whisper thou of beauty On the other side. Tell who will the story Of our now distress--Oh, the future glory Oh, the loveliness " It was not till late in the evening that Christy found herself back in Mary Street again. She had no money for paying cabs, so she tramped all those weary miles, asking her way first of one policeman and then of another; breathing more freely as the streets grew narrower and the air closer, almost sobbing with delight and relief as she dragged her aching limbs at last down the narrow, dark stairs, to the still darker little room. "Christy Christy " Oh, it was such a delighted shout from the boys, as they clung about her, and baby's little fretful wail sounded like music to her ears. But Carry's voice did not come, only a faint moaning from the bed. With shaking hands Christy groped for a light, learning by degrees from the boys how they had waited hour after hour for her, and how Carry had turned faint, and Tommy had tried to pour her out some wine and broken the bottle, and it was all gone; and no one could come and help them, not even kind Mrs. Day, who was in trouble herself, fearing her girl was sickening for the general complaint; and how baby had cried himself to sleep on the floor, and it got dark, and Carry did not move, and they thought she must be dead. No, not dead; even in her fright Christy could hear that; but oh, when her trembling fingers had got a light at last, what a ghastly face it was that lay there, with such drawn white lips and dark-ringed eyes Almost as well might she have been dead. Through the long hours of that night Christy watched by Carry, chafing the cold hands and feet, moistening the dry lips with water, striving to warm her in her a...


Imprint: General Books LLC
Country of origin: United States
Release date: February 2012
First published: February 2012
Authors: Florence Whitaker
Dimensions: 246 x 189 x 1mm (L x W x T)
Format: Paperback - Trade
Pages: 24
ISBN-13: 978-0-217-56434-2
Barcode: 9780217564342
Categories: Books
LSN: 0-217-56434-8

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