A Little Florida Lady

Dorothy C. Paine
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Title: A Little Florida Lady
Author: Dorothy C. Paine

Release Date: November 27, 2005 [eBook #17165]
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A LITTLE FLORIDA LADY
by
DOROTHY C. PAINE

[Frontispiece: The Little Florida Lady]

Philadelphia George W. Jacobs & Company Copyright, 1903, by
George W. Jacobs & Company Published, October, 1903

CONTENTS
I. THE JOURNEY TO FLORIDA II. THE NEW HOME III. BETH'S
FIRST FISHING LESSON IV. VISITING V. WALKING ON STILTS
VI. HOUSE BUILDING VII. BETH'S NEW PLAYFELLOW VIII.
LEARNING TO SWIM IX. THE LITTLE DRESSMAKER X. THE
HORSE RACE XI. DON MEETS A SAD FATE XII. THE ARRIVAL
OF DUKE XIII. ANXIOUS HOURS XIV. THE RESCUE

ILLUSTRATIONS
The Little Florida Lady . . . . . . Frontispiece Beth Thought a Cotton
Field a Pretty Sight [missing from book]
Beth's New Home [missing from book]

Maggie, a Typical Old-Time Mammy
Laura Corner in the Treasured Easter Hat
Harvey [missing from book]
"The Cutest Things Yon Ever Saw"
January with His Perpetual Laugh and Fiddle
The Darkies' Quarters

A Little Florida Lady
CHAPTER I
The Journey to Florida.
New York was in the throes of a blizzard. The wind howled and
shrieked, heralding the approach of March, the Wind King's month of
the year. Mrs. Davenport stood at a second story window of a room of
the Gilsey House, and looked down idly on the bleak thoroughfare. She
was a young-looking woman for her thirty-five years, and had an
extremely sweet face, denoting kindliness of heart.
The hall door opened, and Elizabeth Davenport entered, carrying in her
arms a little ball of fluffy gray.
Elizabeth, or Beth, as she was more commonly called at the age of
seven, might have been compared to a good fairy had she not been so
plump. She almost always radiated sunshine, and her face was
generally lighted with a smile, the outcome of a warm heart.
Sometimes clouds slightly dimmed the sunshine, but they always
proved to be summer clouds that quickly passed. Her face was now
flushed, and her eyes sparkled.
Mrs. Davenport turned, and smiled in greeting, but, at the same time,

brushed a tear from her eye.
"Why, mamma, dear, what's the matter?" cried Beth.
Mrs. Davenport's eyes filled, but she bravely smiled. "I'm a little
unhappy over leaving all our friends, Beth. Florida seems very far
away."
"I wouldn't be unhappy."
"How would you help it, dearie?"
"Why mamma," she answered triumphantly after a second's thought,
"there are so many pleasant things to think about that I just never think
of the unpleasant ones," and her face broke into a smile, so cheery that
Mrs. Davenport's heart lightened.
"Mamma," she continued, "it's very easy for me to be happy. Every one
is so good to me. The chambermaid just gave me this dear, dear kitty.
Isn't it too cute for anything? I mean to take it to Florida with me."
"Why, Beth, that would never do."
Beth was about to demur, when a door into an adjoining room opened,
and Mr. Davenport called:
"Mary, come here a minute, please."
Mrs. Davenport hastened to answer the call. She was hardly out of the
room before Beth rushed to an open trunk. Impatiently, she began
pulling things out. She burrowed almost to the very bottom. Lastly, she
took out a skirt of her mother's, and wrapped something very carefully
in it.
The door into the adjoining room creaked. Beth blushed scarlet, and
dropped the bundle into the trunk. Then as no one came, she threw the
other articles pell-mell on top of the bundle, and scampered guiltily to
the other end of the room. Not an instant too soon to escape immediate
detection, for Mrs. Davenport reëntered the room, followed by a girl of

thirteen. This was Marian, Beth's sister. The two girls were totally
unlike both in looks and in disposition. Marian was a tall blonde, and
slight for her age. She had quiet, gentle ways.
"Mother, here's my red dress on the floor," she said, picking it up near
the trunk.
"Beth, what have you been doing?"
Beth kept her blushing, telltale
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