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Identifier: stnicholasserial371dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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as Dorothys eye couldsee, great banks of snow lined the street. Whatlittle girl could be angry in such a clean, jolly-looking world? Dorothy could not, yet she wasa little girl who had just left home forever, with-out saying go6d-by. As she danced along on her 548 THE LITTLE GIRL NEXT DOOR 549 sturdy little legs, her grieved, angry spirit passedout of her, out into the winter world, on herfrosty breath, perhaps. She had scarcely reachedthe end of the long suburban street when, withone lingering regret for her fascinating dreams ofthe awful misery her loss would cause in herfamily, she turned squarely about and trudgedresolutely toward home. there was no one to dispute her title, no one tofriendly battle with her for the possession ofthe fort. Her lonely running away from homehad lost its charm. As she looked about for enemies to conquer,she saw, close at hand, another little girl, build-ing another fort. Dorothy hopefully went a littlenearer. The other little girl raised her head and
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.C.S?«ttN^ IT WAS THE LITTLE GIRL NEXT DOOR! Generous resolutions quickened her footsteps.She would surprise Nursie by packing neatly intotheir box the building-blocks she had tumbledsleepily into a corner the night before. Shewould—but here in a. snow-pile, where she hadleft it the day before when she was called in fromplay, she spied her snow-shovel, lying beside herunfinished snow-fort. The poor fort cried out toDorothy to make it high and beautiful. She woulddo that before she made peace with disloyalNursie. Dorothy soon built up the wall of her castle.Now her fort was ready for a garrison, and withcheeks aglow she proudly manned the walls. But looked up. Dorothy stood stock-still. There wasno mistaking that oft-seen, familiar face. It wasthe Little Girl Next Door ! Dorothy stared at the Little Girl, and the LittleGirl stared at Dorothy. I should like to play with you, said the LittleGirl, slowly, but — But what? asked Dorothy, belligerently. But you are so awfly good. You ar

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