Kelly's Chance (Brides of Lehigh Canal Series #1) [NOOK Book]

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Join Kelly McGregor as she drives her overbearing father’s mules along Pennsylvania’s Lehigh Canal. Despite the daily drudge, she dreams of one day owning an art gallery where her own drawings and paintings are on display. But these dreams don’t include marriage. . .not after seeing what her father has done to her mother. How then can Mike Cooper, a general store owner, make her realize he is different than her father and wants to support her artistic talent? Will Kelly learn that dreams can walk hand in hand ...

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Join Kelly McGregor as she drives her overbearing father’s mules along Pennsylvania’s Lehigh Canal. Despite the daily drudge, she dreams of one day owning an art gallery where her own drawings and paintings are on display. But these dreams don’t include marriage. . .not after seeing what her father has done to her mother. How then can Mike Cooper, a general store owner, make her realize he is different than her father and wants to support her artistic talent? Will Kelly learn that dreams can walk hand in hand with a love created by God?

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781607421368
  • Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Incorporated
  • Publication date: 3/1/2010
  • Series: Brides of Lehigh Canal Series, #1
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 224
  • Sales rank: 226,229
  • File size: 722 KB

Meet the Author


New York Times, award-winning author, Wanda E. Brunstetter is one of the founders of the Amish fiction genre. Wanda’s ancestors were part of the Anabaptist faith, and her novels are based on personal research intended to accurately portray the Amish way of life. Her books are well-read and trusted by many Amish, who credit her for giving readers a deeper understanding of the people and their customs. When Wanda visits her Amish friends, she finds herself drawn to their peaceful lifestyle, sincerity, and close family ties.
Wanda enjoys photography, ventriloquism, gardening, bird-watching, beachcombing, and spending time with her family. She and her husband Richard have been blessed with two grown children, six grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren.
To learn more about Wanda, visit her website at www.wandabrunstetter.com. 
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Kelly's Chance


By Wanda E. Brunstetter

Barbour Publishing, Inc.

Copyright © 2004 Wanda E. Brunstetter
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-60742-137-5


CHAPTER 1

Lehigh Valley, Pennsylvania—Spring 1891

* * *

Kelly McGregor trudged wearily along the towpath, kicking up a cloud of dust with the tips of her worn work boots. A size too small and pinching her toes, they were still preferable to walking barefoot. Besides the fact that the path was dirty, water moccasins from the canal sometimes slithered across the trail. Kelly had been bitten once when she was twelve years old. She shuddered at the memory ... Papa cutting her foot with a knife, then sucking the venom out. Mama following that up with a poultice of comfrey leaves to take the swelling down, then giving Kelly some willow bark tea for the pain. Ever since that day, Kelly had worn boots while she worked, and even though she could swim quite well, she rarely did so anymore.

As Kelly continued her walk, she glanced over her shoulder and smiled. Sure enough, Herman and Hector were dutifully following, and the rope connected to their harnesses still held taut.

"Good boys," she called to the mules. "Keep on comin'."

Kelly knew most mule drivers walked behind their animals in order to keep them going, but Papa's mules were usually dependable and didn't need much prodding. Herman, the lead mule, was especially obedient and docile. So Kelly walked in front, or sometimes alongside the team, and they followed with rarely a problem.

Herman and Hector had been pulling Papa's canal boat since Kelly was eight years old, and she'd been leading them for the last nine years. Six days a week, nine months of the year, sometimes eighteen hours a day, they trudged up and down the towpath that ran alongside the Lehigh Navigation System. The waterway, which included the Lehigh Canal and parts of the Lehigh River, was owned by a Quaker named Josiah White. Due to his religious views, he would not allow anyone working for him to labor on the Sabbath. That was fine with Kelly. She needed at least one day of rest.

"If it weren't for the boatmen's children, the canal wouldn't run a day," she mumbled. "Little ones who can't wait to grow up so they can make their own way."

Until two years ago, Kelly's older sister, Sarah, had helped with the mules. Then she ran off with Sam Turner, one of the lock tender's boys who lived along their route. Sarah and Sam had been making eyes at each other for some time, and one day shortly after Sarah's eighteenth birthday, they ran away together. Several weeks later, Sarah sent the family a letter saying she and Sam were married and living in Phillipsburg, New Jersey. Sam had gotten a job at Warren Soapstone, and Sarah was still looking for work. Kelly and her folks hadn't seen or heard a word from the couple since. Such a shame! She sure did miss that sister of hers.

Kelly moaned as she glanced down at her long, gray cotton skirt, covered with a thick layer of dust. She supposed the sifting dirt was preferable to globs of gritty, slippery mud, which she often encountered in early spring. "Long skirts are such a bother. Sure wish Mama would allow me to wear pants like all the mule boys do."

In the past when the wind was blowing real hard, Kelly's skirt billowed, and she hated that. She'd solved the problem by sewing several small stones into the hemline, weighing her skirt down so the wind couldn't lift it anymore.

Kelly looked over her shoulder again, past the mules. Her gaze came to rest on her father's flat-roofed, nearly square, wooden boat. They were hauling another load of dark, dirty anthracite coal from the town of Mauch Chunk, the pickup spot, on down to Easton, where it would be delivered.

Kelly's thoughts returned to her sister, and a knot rose in her throat. She missed Sarah for more than just her help. Sometimes when they'd walked the mules together, Kelly and Sarah had shared their deep-est desires and secret thoughts. Sarah admitted how much she hated life on the canal. She'd made it clear that she would do about anything to get away from Papa and his harsh, stingy ways.

Kelly groaned inwardly. She understood why Sarah had taken off and was sure her older sister had married Sam just so she could get away from the mundane, difficult life on the Lehigh Navigation Sys-tem. It didn't help any that Kelly and Sarah had been forced to work as mule drivers without earning one penny of their own. Some mule drivers earned as much as a dollar per day, but not Kelly and her sister. All the money they should have made went straight into Papa's pocket, even if Mama and the girls had done more than their share of the work.

In all fairness, Kelly had to admit that, even though he yelled a lot, Papa did take pretty good care of them. He wasn't like some of the canal boatmen, who drank and gambled whenever they had the chance, wasting away their earnings before the month was half over.

Kelly was nearing her eighteenth birthday, and even though she was forced to work without pay, noth-ing on earth would make her marry someone simply so she could get away. The idea of marriage was like vinegar in her mouth. From what she'd seen in her own folks' lives, getting hitched wasn't so great, any-way. All Mama ever did was work, and all Papa did was take charge of the boat and yell at his family.

Tears burned in Kelly's eyes, but she held them in check. "Sure wish I could make enough money to support myself. And I don't give a hoot nor a holler 'bout findin' no man to call husband, neither."

Kelly lifted her chin and began to sing softly, "Hunks-a-go pudding and pieces of pie; my mother gave me when I was knee-high.... And if you don't believe it, just drop in and see—the hunks-a-go pudding my mother gave me."

The tension in Kelly's neck muscles eased as she began to relax. Singing the silly canaler's tune always made her feel a bit better—especially when she was getting hungry and could have eaten at least three helpings of Mama's hunks-a-go pudding. The fried batter, made with eggs, milk, and flour, went right well with a slab of roast beef. Just thinking about how good it tasted made Kelly's mouth water.

Mama would serve supper when they stopped for the night, but that wouldn't be 'til sundown, several hours from now. When Papa hollered, "Hold up there, girl!" and secured the boat to a tree or near one of the locks, Kelly would have to care for the mules. They always needed to be curried and cleaned, in particular around Herman and Hector's collars where their sweaty hair often came loose. Kelly never took any chances with the mules, for she didn't want either of them to get sores or infections that needed to be treated with medicine.

After the grooming was finished each night, Kelly fed the animals and bedded them down in fresh straw spread along the floor in one of the lock stables or in their special compartment on the boat. Only when all that was done could Kelly wash up and sit down to Mama's hot meal of salt pork and beans or potato and onion soup. Roast beef and hunks-a-go pudding were reserved for a special Sunday dinner when there was more time for cooking.

After supper when all the dishes had been washed, dried, and put away, Kelly read, drew, and sometimes played a game. Mama and Papa amused themselves with an occasional game of checkers, and sometimes they lined up a row of dominoes and competed to see who could acquire the most points. That was fine with Kelly. She much preferred to retire to her bunk in the deck below and draw by candlelight until her eyes became too heavy to focus. Most often she'd sketch something she'd seen along the canal, but many times her charcoal pictures were of things she'd never seen before. Things she'd read about and could only dream of seeing.

On days like today, when Kelly was dog-eared tired and covered from head to toe with dust, she wished for a couple of strong brothers to take her place as mule driver. It was unfortunate for both Kelly and her folks, but Mama wasn't capable of having more children. She'd prayed for it; Kelly had heard her do so many times. The good Lord must have thought two daughters were all Amos and Dorrie McGregor needed. God must have decided Kelly could do the work of two sons. Maybe the Lord believed she should learn to be content with being poor, too.

Contentment. Kelly didn't think she could ever manage to achieve that. Not until she had money in her pockets. She couldn't help but wonder if God cared about her needs at all.

Herman nuzzled the back of Kelly's neck, interrupting her musings and nearly knocking her wide-brimmed straw hat to the ground. She shivered and giggled. "What do ya want, ol' boy? You think I have some carrots for you today? Is that what you're thinkin'?"

The mule answered with a loud bray, and Hector followed suit.

"All right, you two," Kelly said, reaching into her roomy apron pocket. "I'll give ya both a carrot, but you must show your appreciation by pullin' real good for a few more hours." She shook her finger. "And I want ya to do it without one word of complaint."

Another nuzzle with his wet nose, and Kelly knew Herman had agreed to her terms. Now she needed confirmation from Hector.

* * *

Mike Cooper didn't have much use for some of the new fangled things he was being encouraged to sell in his general store, but this pure white soap that actually floated might be a real good seller—especially to the boatmen, who seemed to have a way of losing bars of soap over the side of their vessels. If Mike offered them a product for cleaning that could easily be seen and would bob like a cork instead of sinking to the bottom of the murky canal, he could have a bestseller that would keep his customers coming back and placing orders for "the incredible soap that floats."

Becoming a successful businessman might help him pursue his goal of finding a suitable wife. Ever since Pa had died, leaving him to run the store by himself, Mike had felt a terrible ache in his heart. Ma had gone to heaven a few years before Pa, and his two brothers, Alvin and John, had relocated a short time later, planning to start a fishing business off the coast of New Jersey. That left Mike to keep the store going, but it also left him alone, wishing for a helpmate and a brood of children. Mike prayed for this every day. He felt he was perfectly within God's will to make such a request. After all, in the book of Genesis, God said it wasn't good for a man to be alone, so He created Eve to be a helper and to keep Adam company. At twenty-four years old, Mike thought it was past time he settled down with a mate.

Mike's biggest concern was the fact that there weren't too many unattached ladies living along the canal. Most of the women who shopped at his store were either married or adolescent girls. One young woman—Sarah McGregor—was the exception, but word had it she'd up and run off with the son of a lock tender from up the canal a ways. Sarah had a younger sister, but the last time Mike saw Kelly, she was only a freckle-faced kid in pigtails.

Then there was Betsy Nelson, daughter of the minister who lived in nearby Walnutport and regularly traveled along the canal in hopes of winning folks to the Lord. Betsy wasn't beautiful, but she wasn't as ugly as the muddy waters in Lehigh Canal, either. Of course, Mike wasn't nearly as concerned about a woman's looks as he was with her temperament. Betsy should have been sweet as apple pie, her being a pastor's daughter and all, but she could cut a body right in two with that sharp tongue of hers. Why, he'd never forget the day Betsy raked old Ross Spivey up one side and down the other for spitting out a wad of tobacco in the middle of one of her daddy's sermons. By the time she'd finished with Ross, the poor man was down on his knees, begging forgiveness for being so rude.

Mike grabbed a broom from the storage closet, shook his head, and muttered, "A fellow would have to be hard of hearing or just plain dumb-witted to put up with the likes of Miss Betsy Nelson. It's no wonder she's not married yet."

He pushed the straw broom across the wooden floor, visualizing with each stroke a beautiful, sweet-spirited woman who'd be more than happy to become his wife. After a few seconds, Mike shook his head and murmured, "I'll have to wait, that's all. Wait and keep on praying."

Mike quoted Genesis 2:18, a Bible verse that had become one of his favorites since he'd decided he wanted a wife: "'And the Lord God said, It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him an help meet for him.'"

"I know the perfect woman is out there somewhere, Lord," he whispered. "All I need is for You to send her my way, and I can take it from there."

CHAPTER 2

Kelly awoke feeling tired and out of sorts. She'd stayed up late the night before, working on another char-coal drawing of an ocean scene with lots of fishing boats on the water. Not that Kelly had ever seen the ocean. Her only experience with water involved the Lehigh, Morris, and Delaware rivers and canals. She'd only seen the ocean in her mind from stories she'd read in books or from the tales of those who had per-sonally been to the coast.

If she could ever figure out a way to earn enough money of her own, Kelly might like to take a trip to the shore. Maybe she would open an art gallery there, to show and sell some of her work. She had seen such a place in the town of Easton, although Papa would never let her go inside. Kelly wondered if her drawings were good enough to sell. If only she could afford to buy a store-bought tablet, along with some oil paints, watercolors, or sticks of charcoal. She was getting tired of making her own pieces of charcoal, using hunks left over in the cooking stove or from campfires along the canal. Kelly let the chunks cool and then whittled them down to the proper size. It wasn't what she would have liked, but at least it al-lowed her to draw.

Kelly swung her legs over the edge of the bunk and stretched her aching limbs. If a young woman of seventeen could hurt this much from long hours of walking and caring for mules, she could only imagine how older folks must feel. Papa worked plenty hard steering the boat and helping load and unload the coal they hauled, which might account for his crabby attitude. Mama labored from sunup to sunset as well. Be-sides cooking and cleaning, she always had laundry and mending to do. At times, Mama even steered the boat while Papa rested or took care of chores only he could do. Kelly's mother also helped by watching up ahead and letting Papa know where to direct the boat.

Stifling a yawn, Kelly reached for a plain brown skirt and white, long-sleeved blouse lying on a straight-backed chair near the bed. She glanced around the small cabin and studied her meager furnishings. The room wasn't much bigger than a storage closet, and it was several steps below the main deck. Her only pieces of furniture were the bunk, a small desk, a chair, and the trunk she kept at the foot of her bed.

I wonder what it would be like to have a roomy bedroom in a real house, Kelly mused. The canal boat had been her primary home as far back as she could remember. The only time they lived elsewhere was in the winter, when the canal was drained due to freezing temperatures and couldn't be navigated. Then Kelly's dad worked at one of the factories in Easton. Leaving the few pieces of furniture they owned on their boat, the McGregor family settled into Flannigan's Boardinghouse until the spring thaw came and Papa could resume work on the canal. During the winter months, Kelly and her sister had gone to school when they were younger, but the rest of the year, Mama taught them reading and sums whenever they had a free moment.

Kelly's nose twitched and her stomach rumbled as the distinctive aroma of cooked oatmeal and cinnamon wafted down the stairs, calling her to breakfast. A new day was about to begin, and she would need a hearty meal to help get started.

"We'll be stoppin' by Cooper's General Store this afternoon 'cause we need some supplies," Papa an-nounced when Kelly arrived at the breakfast table. He glanced over at Mama, then at Kelly, his green eyes looking ever so serious. "Don't know when we'll take time out for another supply stop, so if either of you needs anything, you'd better plan on gettin' it today." He slid his fingers across his auburn, handle-bar mustache.

"I could use a few more bars of that newfangled soap I bought last time we came through," Mama spoke up. "It's a wonder to me the way that stuff floats!"

Kelly smiled at her mother's enthusiasm over something as simple as a bar of white soap that floated. I guess things like that are important to a woman with a family. Mama doesn't have much else to get excited about.


(Continues...)

Excerpted from Kelly's Chance by Wanda E. Brunstetter. Copyright © 2004 Wanda E. Brunstetter. Excerpted by permission of Barbour Publishing, Inc..
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  • Posted February 3, 2011

    Highly Recommended

    Not Amish, but so very entertaining. I listen to books as I drive my 45 min to work, and this has been so entertaining. If you want stories that are true to the heart, loving, caring nd ways to deal with the sometimes not so kind people in the world, this is the story for you. I have read many of the Amish stories Ms. Brunstetter has written and even though I love the Amish stories, this was is rated 4 star because it deserves it. this would be a wonderful book club edition.....so much discussion could be had. Enjoy...............

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  • Posted February 1, 2010

    A true and unconditional love is portrayed in this book!

    Love is patient love is kind! How true this is shown in the character of Mike Cooper. Kelly has witnessed spouse abuse in her early years of growing up. Its no wonder she had a wall built up. Her dreams of having an art gallery are all she needs to complete her life! But God used Mike to show her that marriage and love doesnt have to include.

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  • Posted January 10, 2015

    Easy reading.

    The story of Kelly gave me an exposure to a kind of living I knew nothing about. It uncovered the pressures for both the parents and their children living in that environment. I really enjoyed the tender heart of the man who falls for Kelly. He definitely is encouraging and shows her how she can grow as an artist and person. God is good.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 3, 2012

    Wonderful reading!!!!!!

    Its always a pleasure to read books written by W & B. Looking forward to many more hours of reading.

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  • Posted October 4, 2011

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    To me this is a terrific romance for a younger reader.

    I really enjoyed this book. It was set in the Lehigh Canal and I learned much about a life I didn't even think about before. It is shocking to me how they lived and the work that people endured. (That some still endure.)

    I really liked the characters - well, the ones we were supposed to like - and felt that their story was very sweet and romantic. One who hopes to get married and is waiting for God to show her the path she should take - or the patience she should be utilizing!

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  • Posted January 2, 2010

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    A Chance Worth Taking

    When I think of Wanda Brunstetter, I think Amish novels. But this one is not Amish, and even though I love the Amish novels that Wanda writes, this one was excellent! It is a wonderful historical novel about life in Pennsylvania and the struggles with living on the canal in the 1890's.

    It is a relaxing and enjoyable story and I didn't want to put the book down. Reading the story of Kelly and her will-power to leave the poor and difficult childhood she had behind and of the man who falls in love with her and tries teaching her about truly relying on God's will, really moved me.I was routing for Kelly through the whole book and praying she would find God's will for her life and truly lean on Him. Though I wouldn't trade my the life I live now for anything, there are times when I read one of Wanda Brunstetter's books and how she packs them full of history, love and God, makes me wish I was living the life of one of her characters! She really drew me in and captured my heart with this book, and I can't wait to read book 2 in the LeHigh Canal series, Besty's Return, and it makes Kelly's Chance one that I would highly recommend for an easy, fast read! Five stars and two thumbs up for a magnificent job!

    *This book was provided for review by Barbour Books*

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