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Title: Strawberry Acres
Author: Grace S. Richmond
Release Date: April 26, 2004 [EBook #12164]
Language: English
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Strawberry Acres
By GRACE S. RICHMOND
1911
TO THE OWNER OF "GRASSLANDS"
CONTENTS
PART I.--FIVE MILES OUT
CHAPTER
I. Five Miles Out
II. Everybody Explores
III. The Apartment Overflows
IV. Arguments and Answers
V. Telephones and Tents
VI. In the Pine Grove
VII. Everybody is Satisfied
VIII. Problems and Hearts
IX. Max Compromises
X. Jack-O'-Lantern
PART II.--THE LANES AND THE ACRES
I. What's in a Name
II. In the Old Garden
III. Afternoon Tea
IV. Two and Two
V. On an August Evening
VI. Time-Tables
VII. The Southbound Limited
VIII. From April North
IX. Round the Corner
X. Green Leaves
Strawberry Acres
PART I.--FIVE MILES OUT
CHAPTER I
FIVE MILES OUT
The four Lanes--Max, Sally, Alec and Robert--climbed the five flights of
stairs to their small flat with the agility of youth and the impetus of
high but subdued excitement. Uncle Timothy Rudd, following more slowly,
reached the outer door of the little suite of rooms in time to hear what
seemed to be the first outburst.
"Well, what do you think now?"
"Forty-two acres _and_ the house! Open the windows and give us air!"
"Acres run to seed, and the house tumbling down about its own ears! A
magnificent inheritance that!" Max cast his hat upon a chair as if he
flung it away with the inheritance.
"But who ever thought Uncle Maxwell Lane would ever leave his poor
relations anything?" This was Sally.
"Five miles out by road--a bit less by trolley. Let's go and see it
to-morrow afternoon. Thank goodness a half holiday
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