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Title: Three Little Cousins

Author: Amy E. Blanchard

Release Date: August 7, 2008 [EBook #26208]

Language: English

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THREE LITTLE COUSINS

BY

AMY E. BLANCHARD

_Author of "Playmate Polly," "A Little Tomboy," "A Sweet Little Maid,"
"Dimple Dallas," etc._

NEW YORK

HURST & COMPANY

PUBLISHERS

Copyright, 1907, by

GEORGE W. JACOBS & COMPANY

_Published July, 1907_

_CONTENTS_

I. MOLLY AND POLLY
II. UNCLE DICK AT SCHOOL
III. MARY
IV. THE RHINESTONE PIN
V. MARY AND THE BOY
VI. DISCOVERIES
VII. IN ELTON WOODS
VIII. ELLIS AND THE BABY
IX. NEW BURDENS FOR ELLIS
X. ARABS
XI. THE ROSEBERRY FAMILY
XII. EAST AND WEST

_CHAPTER I_

_Molly and Polly_

It had stopped raining; Molly made quite sure of it by looking into the
little puddles upon the walk. At first she thought there were drops
still falling upon them, but it was only the wind which ruffled the
surface. The green grass was misty with rain and upon the bushes the
shining drops hung from every twig. Presently a sudden burst of
sunshine broke through the clouds and changed the drops to sparkles of
light. "There!" exclaimed Molly, "I see a piece of blue sky. Now I
may go, mayn't I, mother? It is clearing off."

Mrs. Shelton came to the window and Molly with serious face watched her
scan the sky. "It really is brighter," Mrs. Shelton decided. "Yes, I
see a piece of blue big enough for a Dutchman's breeches so I think the
rain is over, but you'd better put on your rubbers, Molly."

Molly scarcely waited to hear but danced out of the room and down the
steps. "Don't forget your rubbers!" her mother called after her, and
Molly scurried to the closet under the stairs, grabbed the rubbers,
snatched up her hat and was out of the door in a twinkling. Steadying
herself on one foot, she drew on the overshoes, for there was no time
to sit down; she could