Books with title Wait and Hope

*This Book is annotated (it contains a detailed biography of the author). *An active Table of Contents has been added by the publisher for a better customer experience. *This book has been checked and corrected for spelling errors. Excerpt from the Book: Five o'clock sounded from the church clock, and straightway the streets of Milltown were filled with men, women, and children issuing from the great brick factories huddled together at one end of the town. Among these, two boys waked in company, James Watson and Ben Bradford. They were very nearly of an age, James having just passed his fifteenth birthday, and Ben having nearly attained it. Both boys looked sober. Why, will appear from their conversation. "It's rather hard to get out of a job just now," said James. "Why couldn't the superintendent discharge somebody else?" "I suppose it's all right," said Ben. "We were taken on last, and we haven't as much claim to remain as those that have been in the mill longer." "I don't believe there was any need of discharging anybody," complained James. "You know business is very dull," said Ben, who was more considerate, "and I hear they have been losing money." "Oh, well, they can stand it," said James. "So can you," said Ben. "Your father is pretty well off, and you won't suffer." "Oh, I shall have enough to eat, and so on; but I shan't have any spending money, and I can't get a new suit, as I expected to this fall." "I wish that was all I had to fear," said Ben; "but you know how it is with me. I don't see how Aunt Jane is going to get along without my earnings." "Oh, you'll get along somehow," said James carelessly, for he did not care enough about other people's prospects to discuss them. "Yes, I guess so," said Ben, more cheerfully. "There's no use in worrying. Wait and Hope—that's my motto." "You have to wait a thundering long time sometimes," said James. "Well, good night. Come round and see me to-morrow. You'll have plenty of time." "I don't know about that. I must look up something to do." "I shan't. I am going to wait till the superintendent takes me on again. There's one comfort. I can lie abed as long as I want to. I won't be tied to the factory bell." The house which James entered was a good-sized two-story house, with an ample yard, and a garden behind it. His father kept a dry-goods store in Milltown, and was generally considered well-to-do. James entered the mill, not because he was obliged to, but because he wanted to have a supply of money in his pocket. His father allowed him to retain all of his wages, requiring him only to purchase his own clothes. As he was paid five dollars a week, James was able to clothe himself with half his income, and reserve the rest for spending-money. He was very fond of amusements, and there was no circus, concert, or other entertainment in Milltown which he did not patronize. Ben kept on his way, till he reached the small house where his aunt lived, and which had been his own home ever since his parents died, when he was but five years of age. Two years before, Mr. Reuben Bradford, his uncle, died, and since then the family had been supported chiefly by Ben's wages in the mill. His aunt got some sewing to do, but her earnings were comparatively small. There was one thing Ben dreaded, and that was, to tell his aunt about his loss of employment. He knew how she would take it. She was apt to be despondent, and this news would undoubtedly depress her. As for Ben, he was of a sanguine, cheerful temperament, and always ready to look at the bright side, if there was any bright side at all. His little cousin Tony, seven years old, ran out to meet him. "What makes you late, Ben?" he asked. "I am not so very late, Tony," answered Ben, taking the little fellow's hand.

How long can you hold on? Even though deep down you know what you holding on to is not worth your effort? We all have a choice to hold on or to let go. But what if we are sitting on a time bomb and the only choice available to us is holding on? Will we choose to live or die? The clock is ticking! Time is the test of patience in this courageous story about a bird distinct from the rest.

Oh, the bane that is a brother!Hope is Andy's big sister, but she's finding that being a big sister can be a big bother!Andy, on the other hand, finds that being Hope's little brother can be fun....until she gets mad at the things he does and when they play games.In this delightful beginning reader picture book, Author Amy Cancryn has created a story that will be loved by both children and their parents."A great picture book for siblings!""Sibling rivalry in it's cutest form"

Five o'clock sounded from the church clock, and straightway the streets of Milltown were filled with men, women, and children issuing from the great brick factories huddled together at one end of the town. Among these, two boys waked in company, James Watson and Ben Bradford. They were very nearly of an age, James having just passed his fifteenth birthday, and Ben having nearly attained it. Both boys looked sober. Why, will appear from their conversation. "It's rather hard to get out of a job just now," said James. "Why couldn't the superintendent discharge somebody else?" "I suppose it's all right," said Ben. "We were taken on last, and we haven't as much claim to remain as those that have been in the mill longer." "I don't believe there was any need of discharging anybody," complained James.

"It's rather hard to get out of a job just now," said James. "Why couldn't the superintendent discharge somebody else?" "I suppose it's all right," said Ben. "We were taken on last, and we haven't as much claim to remain as those that have been in the mill longer." "I don't believe there was any need of discharging anybody," complained James. "You know business is very dull," said Ben, who was more considerate, "and I hear they have been losing money." "Oh, well, they can stand it," said James.

"Oh, well, they can stand it," said James. "So can you," said Ben. "Your father is pretty well off, and you won't suffer." "Oh, I shall have enough to eat, and so on; but I shan't have any spending money, and I can't get a new suit, as I expected to this fall." "I wish that was all I had to fear," said Ben; "but you know how it is with me. I don't see how Aunt Jane is going to get along without my earnings." "Oh, you'll get along somehow," said James carelessly, for he did not care enough about other people's prospects to discuss them. "Yes, I guess so," said Ben, more cheerfully. "There's no use in worrying. Wait and Hope—that's my motto.