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Title: Maida's Little Shop

Author: Inez Haynes Irwin

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Maida's Little Shop
By
Inez Haynes Irwin

Author of
MAIDA'S LITTLE HOUSE,
MAIDA'S LITTLE SCHOOL, ETC.

Grosset & Dunlap, Publishers
New York

Copyright, 1909, by
B. W. HUEBSCH

TO
LITTLE P. D.
FROM
BIG P. D.

CONTENTS

Chapter I: The Ride
Chapter II: Cleaning Up
Chapter III: The First Day
Chapter IV: The Second Day
Chapter V: Primrose Court
Chapter VI: Two Calls
Chapter VII: Trouble
Chapter VIII: A Rainy Day
Chapter IX: Work
Chapter X: Play
Chapter XI: Halloween
Chapter XII: The First Snow
Chapter XIII: The Fair
Chapter XIV: Christmas Happenings

MAIDA'S LITTLE SHOP

CHAPTER I: THE RIDE

Four people sat in the big, shining automobile. Three of them were
men. The fourth was a little girl. The little girl's name was Maida
Westabrook. The three men were "Buffalo" Westabrook, her father, Dr.
Pierce, her physician, and Billy Potter, her friend. They were
coming from Marblehead to Boston.

Maida sat in one corner of the back seat gazing dreamily out at the
whirling country. She found it very beautiful and very curious. They
were going so fast that all the reds and greens and yellows of the
autumn trees melted into one variegated band. A moment later they
came out on the ocean. And now on the water side were two other
streaks of color, one a spongy blue that was sky, another a clear
shining blue that was sea. Maida half-shut her eyes and the whole
world seemed to flash by in ribbons.

"May I get out for a moment, papa?" she asked suddenly in a thin
little voice. "I'd like to watch the waves."

"All right," her father answered briskly. To the chauffeur he said,
"Stop here, Henri." To Maida, "Stay as long as you want, Posie."

"Posie" was Mr. Westabrook's pet-name for Maida.