A loyal little red-coat; a story of child-life in New York a hundred years ago
Ruth Ogden
Paperback
(RareBooksClub.com, May 12, 2012)
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1890 Excerpt: ...he continued, " and he lived for a while in India, for he had some business there, and my mother was a colored woman." "Oh, dear me!" said Pauline, " I would not like a father of one sort and a mother of another; which kind did you like best?" "I do not remember my mother at all, but my father said she was beautiful and a good woman, but not just what people call a lady. She died when I was two years old, and then my father took me to England, and then after a while he married a real lady, a white English lady like himself, and they had some lovely white children; but the English mother never liked me. I think she couldn't somehow, Miss Pauline"--he seemed to reason as though he were afraid of blaming anybody--" and I thought I was in the way--in the way even of my father; and so one day I ran off and joined a circus that was coming to America. But I did not care for the circus very much, and so Job Starlight and Miss Hazel helped me to run away from that, and now I'm Miss Hazel's body servant, and the Bonifaces seem to like me, and I never was so happy in all my life before." "That's a very nice story, too nice for a secret. Why don't you tell it'round?" "Oh, because I don't want my father ever to hear of me, for then he might send for me, and I want to stay with the Bonifaces always. You won't tell, will you, Miss Pauline?" "I would if I could," she answered, with a spirit of mischief, "but you can't tell things if your head's like a sieve, and lets everything through, can you i Now is there nothing more?" "No, there isn't," Flutters answered, a little shortly, indignant at her answer. It hardly paid, he thought, to be kind to a young lady who acted like th...