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Ethel Hueston. Prudence of the Parsonage
Prudence of the Parsonage
Table of Contents
ILLUSTRATIONS
"What did you put in this soup, Prudence?" … … Frontispiece
PRUDENCE OF THE PARSONAGE
CHAPTER I
INTRODUCING HER
CHAPTER II
THE REST OF THE FAMILY
CHAPTER III
THE LADIES' AID
[Illustration: "If you'll just shut the door one minute, Prudence, we'll have everything exactly as you left it."
CHAPTER IV
A SECRET SOCIETY
CHAPTER V
THE TWINS STICK UP FOR THE BIBLE
CHAPTER VI
AN ADMIRER
CHAPTER VII
LESSONS IN ETIQUETTE
[Illustration: "Yes, and have refreshments for just you two?"]
CHAPTER VIII
THE FIRST DARK SHADOW OF WINTER
CHAPTER IX
PRACTISING ECONOMY
CHAPTER X
A BURGLAR'S VISIT
CHAPTER XI
ROMANCE COMES
CHAPTER XII
ROUSED FROM HER SLUMBER
[Illustration: "She predicted I'm to fall in love with you."]
CHAPTER XIII
SHE ORDERS HER LIFE
CHAPTER XIV
SHE COMES TO GRIEF
CHAPTER XV
FATE TAKES CHARGE
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Ethel Hueston
Published by Good Press, 2019
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Behind them, laughing and chattering, like three children, as they were—came the twins with Prudence, each with an arm around her waist. And Prudence was very little taller than they. When they reached the fence that bordered the parsonage, the scene for a moment resembled a miniature riot. The smaller girls jumped and exclaimed, and clasped their hands. Fairy leaned over the fence, and stared intently at this, their parsonage home. Then the serious little girl scrambled under the fence, followed closely by the lithe-limbed twins. A pause, a very short one—and then Prudence, too, was wriggling beneath the fence.
"Hold the wire up for me, papa," cried Fairy, "I'm too fat." And a second later she was running gracefully across the lawn toward the parsonage. The Methodist minister laughed boyishly, and placing his hands on the fence-post, he vaulted lightly over, and reached the house with his daughters. Then the Misses Avery, school-teachers, and elderly, looked at one another.
