Books with title The Little Colonel's house party

In the prettiest part of Kentucky, an old Southern family is torn apart by tragedy. When his beloved daughter married a Yankee, the Old Colonel disowned her and has not spoken a word to her or even laid eyes on his granddaughter. The old man's heart turned hard as stone and children fear him. Hard times have befallen his daughter, and there is talk of her "goin' to the the poorhouse". But she would rather die than go to him for help. One day, by accident, he meets a little girl who looks vaguely familiar. Upon questioning her, he finds she is called the Little Colonel because she has a vile temper and stamps her feet when she gets angry and hollers, just like him. It is indeed his granddaughter, and slowly a bond grows between them. But can the love of a little girl mend the powerful hatred that has split the family in two?

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As one of the gifts for her eleventh birthday Lloyd Sherman, the Little Colonel, is given permission to hold her very own house party.She invites her closest friends from all over the country--Eugenia Forbes of New York City, Joyce Ware of Plainsville, Kansas, and Beth Lewis of Jaynes, Kentucky--to her home in Lloydsboro Valley, Kentucky for her special event.Over the course of the weekend the four girls learn that, though they are very different, they all have much in common, and also teach each other the true meaning of friendship.

Excerptthe cuckoo is the most careless bird in the world about the way it builds its nest. They weave a few twigs and sticks togethah just in any kind of way, and nevah mind a bit if their poah little young ones fall out of the nest. They seem to think that any kind of home is good enough, and that is the kind of a home that Elizabeth Lewis has. She is a poah little orphan, and is livin' on a farm up Green Rivah. Mother is her godmothah. That's why she is named Elizabeth Lloyd. Mrs. Lewis was an old school friend of mothah's, too, and she wants Joyce and Elizabeth and me to be as deah friends as she and Emily Ware and Joyce Lewis were, she says. That's why she invited them.""And you don't know anything about this one?" questioned Rob."Not a thing. I shouldn't be su'prised if she's mighty countrified, for the farm is several miles from a railroad, and the people she lives with don't think of anything but work, yeah in and yeah out."They had reached the post-office by this time, and Rob held out his hand

Down the long avenue that led from the house to the great entrance gate came the Little Colonel on her pony. It was a sweet, white way that morning, filled with the breath of the locusts; white overhead where the giant trees locked branches to make an arch of bloom nearly a quarter of a mile in length, and white underneath where the fallen blossoms lay like scattered snowflakes along the path. Everybody, in Lloydsboro Valley knew Locust. "It is one of the prettiest places in all Kentucky," they were fond of saying, and every visitor to the Valley was taken past the great entrance gate to admire the long rows of stately old trees, and the great stone house at the end, whose pillars gleamed white through the Virginia creeper that nearly covered it.

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