Pollyanna Grows Up

rd day she did not see him, for, though the sun came out bright and warm, and though she went very early in the afternoon to the Garden and w

ou! But where've you been? You

t me come yesterday," explained t

che?" stammered Pollyann

air. "Most generally I can stand it and come here just the same, e

it-to have it ache-al

so are SO, and they can't be any other way. So what's the use thinking how they migh

ga-" began Pollyanna; but

e I couldn't bring them any to-day. Jerry couldn't spare even a penny for peanut

a looked

t have enough to eat-you

t the first time-and 'twon't be the last. I'm u

er, was not thin

there any mo

stairs and washings-so she gets some of her feed in them places, and Jerry picks his u

oked still m

when you don't hav

gry, of

father and I were poor, and we had to eat beans and fish balls when we wanted turkey. But we

's th

ive you someth

ce more, this time

rosted cakes for the askin'. Besides, if you didn't go hungry once in a while, you wouldn't kno

r WH

barrassed laugh an

think, for a minute,

rr

Pollyanna. "Please tell me. Are there

eyes lost their laughter a

have fair ladies hand you your sword, and bestow upon you the golden guerdon." A sudden fire came to the boy's eyes. His chin li

ne did, anyhow. I wanted to go to school and learn things-more things than just mumsey can teach me; and I thought of that. I wanted to run and play ball with the other

ollyanna, with shining eyes. "Di

got yours again. I hain't, you know," sighe

d me yet about-the J

a, after

ed and laughe

elin' 'specially bad that day. Nothin' was right. For a while I grumped it out, just thinkin'; and then I picked up on

thickest where n

eaf that falls

joy, of silen

ard. Lyric Offeri

ve he didn't know what he was talkin' about, so I begun to hunt for 'em-the joys in my 'leaves,' you know. I took a little old empty notebook that Jerry had given me

anna, absorbedly, as th

k itself-that I'd got it, you know, to write in. Then somebody give me a flower in a pot, and Jerry found a dandy book in the subway. After that it was really fun to hunt 'em out-I'd

e! You're playing the glad game, and don't know it-only you're playing it ever and ever so much better than I ever could! Why

on't know anything about

clapped

why it's so perfectly lovely, and so-so wonderf

he to

atively, when she had finished.

I don't even know your name yet, nor anything!" exclaimed Pollyanna,

h a shrug. "Besides, see, here's poor Sir Lancelot and

essly she turned her bag upside down and scattered her supplies to the four winds. "There, now, that's done, and we can talk ag

oy sm

erry 'most always calls me. Mums

uspended. A wild hope had come to her eyes. It was f

msey' mea

ur

, he could not, of course, be Mrs. Carew's Jamie, whose mother had d

and-and Jerry? Do you always come here every day? Where is your Jolly Book? Mayn't I see it? Don't th

oy ch

r a year ago. Jerry knew one of them fellers what writes for papers, you know, and he put it in about me-how I couldn't ever walk, and all that, and-and the Jolly Book, you see. The f

ad you must

page of my Jolly Book to

again?" Pollyanna's eye

like it. They s

ey said about me, and t

st a year; and HE made

O

shook

call it that I can't ever-walk again. But never mind." The boy threw back his head impatient

SAID you knew how to play the game better than I did, now. But go on. You haven't told

e to the boy's fac

ny relation, nor mumsey ain't, neither. An

, instantly on the alert. "Isn't th

that's wh

other?" interrupted Pollya

any mother, and fath

ld wer

ays she guesses maybe I was about six

amie?" Pollyanna wa

, I told

Longingly, but fearfully, P

n't k

DON'T

suppose. Even the Murphys don't know. T

nna's face, but almost immediately a

what your name is, you can't know

" puzzle

It would be better that she make sure of it before raising any expectations, otherwise she might be bringing him sorrow rather than joy. She had not forgotten how disappointed Jimmy Bean had been when she had been obliged to tell him that the Ladies' Aid did n

ie Kent. Tell me about yo

en know his name. Everybody called him 'The Professor.' Mumsey says he and I lived in a little back room on the top floor of the house in Lowell

o on," promp

Well, when father died there wasn't anybody to take me, and some men were goin' to put me in an orphan asylum; but mumsey says I took on so, and Jerry took on so, that they said they'd keep me. And they did. The little girl had just died,

. The last doubt had fled. She had found the lost Jamie. She was sure of it. But not yet must she speak. First Mrs. Carew must see him. T

isregard of Sir Lancelot who had come bac

e I'll have a lady with me that you'll like to know. You

mornin'. They fixed it so he could, you know; and I bring my

somebody else to be good to you, too," she caroled. With