e conclave brought up at the call to prayers and to pillows. This has
not so far flattered me out of my sober senses as to beget a hope that
my reminiscences will find such loving interest and attention so rapt in
the larger audience outlying our doors. Yet I dare believe that other
grandparents will read and other children will listen to the real
happenings of the Long Time Ago WHEN THIS GRANDMAMMA WAS NEW.

MARION HARLAND.

SUNNYBANK,
May, 1899.

Contents

CHAPTER PAGE

I. The Tragedy of Rozillah 11

II. A Prize Fight and a Race 28

III. Van Diemen's Land 45

IV. Oiled Calico 63

V. What was done with Musidora 78

VI. The Haunted Room 97

VII. Just for Fun 107

VIII. My First Lie, and what came of it 124

IX. My Pets 144

X. Circumstantial Evidence 164

XI. Frankenstein 182

XII. My Prize Beet 198

XIII. Two Adventures 215

XIV. Miss Nancy's Nerves 232

XV. "Side-blades" and Water-melons 246

XVI. Old Madam Leigh 257

XVII. Out into the World 282

When Grandmamma Was New

[Illustration]

Chapter I

The Tragedy of Rozillah

"Just look at her now, Molly! Isn't she the sweetest thing you ever
saw?"

Molly, that is, Myself, sitting on the door-step, elbows on knees and
shoulders hunched sullenly up to my ears, did not budge or speak.

Before my gloomy eyes was the kitchen yard, a gray and gritty expanse,
with never a tree or bush to shade it except the lilac hedge bounding it
on the garden side, and one sickly peach tree growing at the corner of
"the house." Three hens and one rooster were scratching about the flat
stone at the kitchen door.

On