John-Jack
Lynde Palmer
Paperback
(RareBooksClub.com, June 26, 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. 1870 edition. Excerpt: ...another word, but got no farther than the back piazza, when she fell into violent conflict with her "John," which resulted in her turning back again. "Aunt Hopper," she cried, appearing again at the door, " I truly am very, very sorry. Do try to believe it. And I wish--I wish you would let me come and see you once in a while, now that you know I haven't any motive. May I?" In the warmth of the good impulse she drew nearer, she even knelt down, and took the old, withered hand. "I shall never expect any thing, you know." "You would have made a splendid actress, Christie," murmured Christina. Aunt Hopper drew her hand away. "You will do as you choose, I suppose," said she peevishly; she was getting tired. "You always did. I am sure I wish you well. If you are truly sorry, and wish to do better, go home, and learn the third chapter of James, by heart." "No one knows how I have studied it already," said Christie humbly, "I know a great many things by heart. This is a good verse, Aunt Hopper.--" She stood before them with earnest eyes and flaming cheeks and repeated slowly,--"' Lord who shall abide in thy tabernacle? Who shall dwell in thy holy hill? He that backbiteth not with his tongue, nor doeth evil to his neighbor, nor taketh up a reproach against his neighbor.' Good-bye, Aunt Hopper." And Christie was gone in her usual abrupt fashion. Christina Winter hurried after her. "I know what you think, Christie, but I want to tell you just how it happened. You see Lu Davison walked up with me this morning, and though she told me some things about which I had a very good right to be angry, as you know,--I never would have revenged myself in such a way...