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Title: Dorothy Dainty's Gay Times
Author: Amy Brooks
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DOROTHY DAINTY'S GAY TIMES
by
AMY BROOKS
Author of _Dorothy Dainty Series_, _The Randy Books_,
and _A Jolly Cat Tale_
With Illustrations by the Author
1908
[Illustration: Down the path came a lovely little girl swinging a
skipping-rope.]
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I. THE FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL.
II. ARABELLA AT SCHOOL
III. THE DIALOGUE
IV. AN ENTERTAINMENT
V. THE RETURN OF PATRICIA
VI. WHAT FLOSSIE DID
VII. PATRICIA'S PROMISE
VIII. THE PARTY
IX. TWO SLEIGHRIDES
X. THE PUNG RIDE
XI. AN UNEXPECTED TRIP
XII. THE NECKLACE
ILLUSTRATIONS
Down the path came a lovely little girl swinging a skipping-rope
She was reaching down as if to get something
"Put your left paw on _do_, and your right paw on _mi_; now sing"
"There! that's another fountain"
"I'll go if you'll promise to bring me back"
Nancy clasped her hands together and gasped, "Oh-o-o!"
CHAPTER I
THE FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL
The great gateway stood wide open, and through it one could see the fine
stone house with its vine-covered balconies, its rare flowers and
stately trees.
A light breeze swayed the roses, sending out their perfume in little
gusts of sweetness, while across the path the merry sunbeams flickered,
like little dancing elves.
Down the path came a lovely little girl, swinging a skipping-rope, and
dancing over
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