and girls at schoolalways laughed and made great sportof it. One day it entered her heart — poor,proud, little Polly ! — to take AuntKittys parasol — just for once.She would be very careful andnot let any one lay a finger onit. She went into the hall.There it hung;, bright andshining, on the…
Children's literature, American · Children's literature
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