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Title: Polly of the Hospital Staff

Author: Emma C. Dowd

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Language: English

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POLLY OF THE HOSPITAL STAFF

by

EMMA C. DOWD

Boston and New York
Houghton Mifflin Company
The Riverside Press Cambridge

1912

To 'The Mother of Polly'

Contents

I. The Cherry-Pudding Story
II. The Election of Polly
III. Popover
IV. David
V. With the Assistance of Lone Star
VI. Elsie's Birthday
VII. The Little Sad Lady
VIII. A Warning From Aunt Jane
IX. A Night of Song
X. The Ward's Anniversary
XI. Polly Plays the part of Eva
XII. The Kidnapping of Polly
XIII. The Return
XIV. Polly's "Anne Sisters"
XV. A Bid for Polly
XVI. A secret
XVII. The Wedding

Illustrations

The Story of the Wonderful White Flower
"Once Upon a Time," she began
Forgetting all but the music she loved
This Document Makes You Legally our own Daughter

From drawings by Irma Deremeaux

POLLY OF THE HOSPITAL STAFF

Chapter I

The Cherry-Pudding Story

The June breeze hurried up from the harbor to the big house on the
hill, and fluttered playfully past the window vines into the
children's convalescent ward. It was a common saying at the
hospital that the tidal breeze always reached the children's ward
first. Sometimes the little people were waiting for it, ready
with their welcome; but to-day there were none to laugh a
greeting. The room was very quiet. The occupants of the little
white cots had slept unusually long, and the few that had awakened
f