Betty Gordon at Bramble Farm

Betty Gordon at Bramble Farm

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by Alice B. Emerson
     
 

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At the age of twelve Betty is left an orphan. Her uncle sends her to live on a farm. This is the first of the Betty Gordon series, and is actually great reading, suitable for the age bracket of about age ten to 15.

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At the age of twelve Betty is left an orphan. Her uncle sends her to live on a farm. This is the first of the Betty Gordon series, and is actually great reading, suitable for the age bracket of about age ten to 15.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
2940148789802
Publisher:
Jessecas Ebooks
Publication date:
08/30/2013
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
114 KB
Age Range:
9 - 12 Years

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Betty Gordon at Bramble Farm 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Youch! Cliffhanger!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Jayfeather cocked his head and dashed to the nursery. Bramblestar followed him. A pelt brushed his and he whirled around. Ginger was beside him, smiling. Did she enjoy hearing a cat in trouble? Ginger's eyes sparkled as she exclaimed, "Nutmeg!" "Nutmeg?" Bramblestar was confused. "Who's Nutmeg?" "My old friend. I didn't know she was here." "We-" Bramblestar began, but once again he was cut off. Jayfeather padded out of the nursery. "Shimmerfrost. She's kitting." Ginger's eyes sparkled as she followed Jayfeather into the nursery. Bramblestar followed, his thoughts swirling. <p> Once inside, Bramblestar realized who Nutmeg was. Stonefur her mate, was pacing, Ginger saying soothing words to Shimmerfrost, and Jayfeater gave a sigh of relief as Leafpool padded in. "Borage, Rasberry Leaves, Wet moss, and a stick. Bramblestar?" Bramblestar nodded, padding out. <p> *No good sticks here* Bramblestar thought and headed outside camp. As he searched for a good-sized stick, his pelt prickled. He had the sinister feeling somecat was watching him. Or some_thing. He shuddered, found the stick he wanted, and headed back to camp. <p> He arrived just in time. Leafpool told Shimmerfrost to bite down on the stick. As Shimmerfrost did, Jayfeather ushered the cats away. Bra.blestar nodded and padded out. He was enjoying the morning until he heard the words that would make anycat shiver: "RIVERCLAN! ATTACK!"