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The squeaky screen door slapped shut. Lilly Gray Corbett couldn't wait to start the day. Her skin tingled in late spring's early morning chill. She could practically taste adventure waiting, urgent as an icicle against her tongue.
"Lilly," her mother reminded from behind the screen, "please don't slam the door. You'll wake the baby."
"Oh, bother," Lilly mumbled. Her mother collected babies like other women collected biscuit tins or china teacups. "Sorry. I'm going to see the kits."
Mama stepped out the door. "Don't get too close. You don't want to scare the mother."
Lilly rolled her eyes. "I know everything about foxes. Aunt Remy taught me."
"I'm sure she did," Mama said. "Come here a minute."
"It's just that I'm in a hurry," Lilly said as she walked into her mother's outstretched arms and accepted a kiss to the top of her head. "I didn't get to see them all day yesterday."
"I know," Mama said. "It was busy here, wasn't it? I sure do appreciate your help with the new baby."
"He's so little. How long will he be on the oven door?"
"Just a couple more hours. We don't want him shivering to keep warm and burning up what little fat he has." Mama fiddled with the white silk bow that caught Lilly's dark hair in a cascade partway down her back. "He took half his bottle early this morning, so that's good."
"Why doesn't his mother nurse him?" Lilly asked.
"She's trying, but Mrs. Sizemore is puny still. Remember last year when we had to feed that calf from a bucket? Well, this is kind of the same."
"Can I feed him next?" "Sure, in about an hour."
Lilly shrugged out of her mother's embrace. "I'll be back in time."
"Oh, Lilly," Mama said, "would you take Adie's breakfast to her?"
Lilly let her shoulders fall. She rolled her eyes, though Mama couldn't see. That was probably a good thing. "Okay."
Mama stepped into the kitchen and came back out with a warm plate of food on an invalid tray. "You know the rules."
"Yes, ma'am," Lilly said. "You don't need to tell me every time."
"Don't be sassy. You're not too big for me to turn over my knee."
Like she would, Lilly thought as she walked down the steps carefully balancing the biscuits at the edge of the plate. If Mama ever spanked her, she didn't remember. Even her brother, Jack, didn't get more than a pat on the fanny, and he surely needed it.
It was out of her way to the one-room cabin where Adie stayed. She hoped the door was closed so she didn't have to take the food back to the house. She didn't exactly understand what was wrong with Adie, but it had something to do with germs. None of the children were allowed to breathe the same air Adie did. Manda, Mama's hired girl, wasn't allowed to go in there either, although she was nearly grown-up. It sure was hard to figure Mama's thinking. Sometimes Lilly worried when Mama and Aunt Remy went to care for Adie. She wondered if they would get sick.
The tiny cabin looked forlorn sitting way back under the pines. The door was closed tight. Goody! Lilly set the plate on a table by the door, then knocked. Adie knew what she was supposed to do. She wouldn't come out until Lilly was gone.
Lilly hopped down the stepping stone and hurried toward the barnyard. She had plenty of time before the baby needed his bottle, time to check on the foxes and spring some traps. Good thing her mother had not caught on to the trap-springing part. Lilly didn't think she would approve. She would say it was too dangerous.
Unlatching the door to the shed beside the barn, Lilly retrieved a piece of toweling and the walking stick she kept there along with various other things like dented pie tins, wooden boxes, and a couple of wire animal pens Daddy John had made for her projects. The boxes and pens were empty for the moment.
The shed sat on a dry-stacked rock foundation. The mother fox had discovered a hole in the underpinning at the back of the small building and chose to deliver her kits under there. They were almost a week old now. Aunt Remy said the mother would be moving them soon. Lilly would have to remind Daddy not to replace the rocks in case the mother fox wanted to use the hole again.
Lilly spread the towel on the ground and straightened the corners. Satisfied, she removed an egg from her pocket before she lay down on the towel. Squinting against the gloom, she looked underneath the shed. The kits slept huddled together in a bundle of reddish fluff. She could make out two pointed noses and one long tail. She wished she could hold them. Wonder where the mother was? A flash of red at the corner of her eye gave the answer to that.
With slow and easy movements, she stood and folded her towel. She'd have to leave the egg in the grass rather than putting it in the hole as she had intended. The mother fox might abandon her babies if she felt threatened. That would be too sad. Lilly's tongue formed the series of soft clicks Aunt Remy had taught her to use around animals. It sent a soothing message.
Down at the creek she looked for turtles and tadpoles. The water was swift and muddy this morning, so she didn't have any luck. It would clear up soon. Right now it still carried silt and other debris from the bad storm on Sunday. The water sang a pretty song though and kept her company as she tromped upstream to search for snares. It was hard to believe Daddy John had once trapped animals and even harder to imagine her mother had helped him. Now someone else left traps along the creek on their property. She'd send him packing if she ever found out who it was.
There! A short chain partially covered by dead leaves was staked to the ground-deadly steel teeth lay in wait for some hapless creature searching for a cool drink of water. Scouting around, she found a stout stick and poked it into the mouth. The trap's vicious jaws snapped like a wild thing and set her heart to thumping. She wanted in the worst way to take the sprung trap and fling it down a sinkhole, but Daddy John said it was stealing to take someone else's property no matter what your reasoning. She heaved a big stone at it instead, relishing the scraping crunch of rock against metal. She wouldn't tell Daddy about that. Nobody needed to know every single thing she did.
Shading her eyes, she checked the rise in the sun. It looked like she'd been gone right at an hour. She'd better hurry if she wanted to feed the baby.
Yesterday was the first time she'd seen a baby so new it still had cheesy, sticky stuff all over it. Mama called that vernix. Lilly got to help with the bath. The baby was long and skinny with a pointed head, but it seemed his mother liked him anyway.
When he was clean and oiled, Mama put a belly binder on him before wrapping him snug as a bug in a warmed receiving blanket. Mrs. Sizemore was all weak smiles when Mama handed him over, despite the fact she had been screaming just a short time before. Lilly had heard all the commotion from the porch, where she was entertaining her brother and sisters. Usually Mama went to other people's houses to catch babies, but Mrs. Sizemore had something called complications. She had been living in the sickroom in the back of the house for days. Mama told Aunt Remy it was touch and go. Lilly wasn't worried though. Her mama could make anything better. And what she couldn't fix, Aunt Remy could.
Last summer Lilly had found a beautiful orange and black butterfly lying by the side of the road. His wings didn't flutter when she blew on them, but when she knelt for a closer look, his antennae twitched. She carried him home carefully cupped in her palm. Mama soaked a piece of cotton gauze in sugar water and set it in the window. She perched the butterfly on top. Lilly sat on the window seat reading a book about insects and their habitats while she waited. In a couple of hours the monarch was spreading his wings, looking ever so happy. Lilly set him free in the flower garden beside the porch.
Swishing the tall grasses and weeds with her walking stick, she warned snakes of her approach. Daddy John had carved the stick for her eleventh birthday last November. It was white sycamore and just her size. A dry rattle from near a rotted stump gave a warning back to her. She took the long way around and called, "Sorry, Mr. Snake. Sorry to disturb your morning." She scripted the air with her stick as if writing the new word she'd just learned. "Avouch," she said. "I avouch I won't bother you again today."
When she got back to the house, she stared at her dress in dismay. Sticktights covered the hem and smattered the ankles of her dark hose. "Mama," she yelled.
Instead of her mother, her sister Mazy popped out the door, closely followed by her spitting image, Molly. "Mama's feedin' the baby."
"We helping," Molly chimed in. The twins were three, and they talked up a storm. Lilly could decipher their chatter better than anyone.
"Bother," Lilly said, pushing around her sisters and heading through the door to her mother. "You said I could feed him."
"Sorry. He was hungry. Want to finish?"
Lilly flounced toward the room she shared with her sisters. "No! Everything's ruined now." She closed the door, but she didn't slam it like she wanted to. Mrs. Sizemore might be resting. She plopped down on the side of her bed and looked out the window. Jack was sitting alone in the tree swing, flailing his short legs to no avail. Maybe she'd go give him a push.
Mama nudged the door open with her elbow. "You want to burp him?"
"Look," Lilly said as tears flowed. "Just look at my dress tail."
"Didn't I warn you about wearing your church clothes for every day?" Mama asked.
Lilly tucked her chin. "Yes, ma'am, but I couldn't resist."
"Take it off and I'll pick sticker weeds while you burp Jumbo here."
Lilly laughed as she pulled her dress over her head. "He's too skinny to be a Jumbo."
Mama put the baby in Lilly's arms with his head on Lilly's shoulder. She made a patting motion on the baby's back.
Lilly patted. "Is this too hard?"
A funny sound came from the baby. His rounded chin bounced on Lilly's shoulder.
Mazy and Molly giggled. "Brrrurp," they said in unison.
"Sounds just right." Mama bent over the skirt of the weed-covered dress. "Forevermore, Lilly, where did you go, anyway?"
Uh-oh, Mama was getting curious. "Why is Jack outside all by his lonesome?" she asked.
"Jack?" Mama swiveled toward the window. She raised the sash. "Son, what are you doing out there?"
Jack flung himself around and around, twisting the swing's ropes ever tighter. The ropes released, twirling Jack like a tornado.
"He's going to fall off and crack like an egg," Lilly said.
"Like Hunky Dunky?" Mazy asked.
"Yes," Lilly said, "just like Humpty Dumpty."
"I need to remind your daddy to lengthen the ropes," Mama said. "That swing's too high for Jack."
"The swing's not too high." Lilly thumped the baby's back. "Jack's too short."
"Don't be telling him that. For a four-year-old he's got a big attitude." Mama shook the dress out the open window. "There, good as new. Stick out your feet."
Mama pulled at least a million stickers from Lilly's hose.
"Why do you imagine God made sticktights?" Lilly asked.
"Probably to remind girls of places they have no business being. You'd best pull your hose off and wash your feet and legs. You'll itch to death if these nettles scraped your skin."
"Bath?" Mazy jumped up and down, her silky blonde hair flying. "We go swimming?"
Jack climbed over the windowsill and tumbled headfirst to the floor. "I'm drunk."
"John William Pelfrey," Mama said in her sternest voice, "do you want me to wash your mouth out with soap?"
"Soap?" Molly said. "Blow bubbles?"
Mama laid Lilly's pretty dress across the bed, shut the window, uprighted Jack, and took Jumbo from Lilly. "Forevermore," she said.
It was like a party at the supper table. Manda had cooked Lilly's favorite chicken and dumplings. Plus, Reverend Jasper and his wife and family had stopped by, as well as three of the Sheltons. Mama insisted they all stay for the meal. Daddy brought in chairs from the porch. That made fifteen, but the little kids didn't need chairs. They could sit on laps and eat off other people's plates. She probably shouldn't count Aunt Remy either because she kept leaving the table to check on Mrs. Sizemore and Jumbo.
The last time Aunt Remy jumped up, Manda covered her plate with a tea towel. Mama would have reprimanded Lilly if she had left the table without being excused, but nobody ever fussed at Aunt Remy. Besides, she was an adult even if she was child-size. Lilly would be glad when she was a grownup and could do as she pleased.
After supper, all the kids played Mother, may I? in the front yard while the adults settled on the porch to talk. Jay Shelton got to be mother because he was company, and company came first. He drew broom straws with Kate Jasper and won. Lilly could tell Kate was miffed, but she was always upset over something. Lilly thought it was because Kate was the baby of the family.
It would have been more fun if Manda played with them, but she was sharing a bench with Gurney Jasper. Funny, Manda had nearly scooted over the side of the bench. Maybe she didn't like Gurney being so close. So it was Lilly, Kate, Jay and his little brother, Wilton, and Jack who were playing, and Molly and Mazy who were getting in the way. That's why she needed Manda.
"Take two giant steps," Jay called. "Take five baby steps." Finally he sang, "Take ten scissor steps." Lilly's favorite.
"Mother, may I?" she sang back.
"Yes, you may," Jay said.
Lilly maneuvered a quick cross-step but got tangled up with Mazy.
Kate, who was Lilly's age and her best friend, easily passed everyone else.
"Go back," Jay demanded. "You forgot to say 'Mother, may I?'"
Kate stomped back to where they'd started while Lilly happily crossed the finish line. Now she got to be mother and call out the orders. She did her call outs all in baby steps so the little ones would have a chance. "Yay for Jack," she yelled when he was first. He had a big grin on his face.
Over Jack's head, she saw Aunt Remy open the door and motion for Mama. She hurried into the house followed closely by Brother Jasper, who thumbed through the pages of his big black Bible as he went. Mrs. Jasper knelt beside her chair and folded her hands in prayer.
Manda came out in the yard to get Jack and the twins. "It's time to wash your feet for bed," she told them in her I-mean-business voice.
Lilly went to sit on the porch steps with Kate, Jay, and Wilton.
"What's wrong?" Kate whispered.
Lilly thought she knew, but she didn't answer. She didn't want to talk about it.
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Posted October 4, 2010
This fifth book in the Troublesome Creek series was a nice "vacation book". Nothing too heavy, yet thoroughly enjoyable. The author provides good character development and an easy-going plot. The book summary is a bit misleading because the train scene doesn't happen until about 2/3 of the way through the book. But thinking about the book as a whole, I think it's as good a synopsis as any because the story mostly just meanders through the three main characters' lives; Copper, Lilly, and Manda.
I did not know when I started reading it that it was in a series, but it didn't make that much of a difference. I plan on reading the other ones now that I know because I think they will add depth of character and the book was a nice light read.
I give this book a 4 stars. Light, engaging, and good characters.
Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Tyndale House Publishing as part of their book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own.
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Posted May 25, 2013
Lilly likes to play with her friends and not help her mother with her younger siblings. When her aunt invites her to visit the city, Lilly is excited to go. A train crash causes her parents to rush off to search for her.
I took this book out at the library without realizing that it was book 2 but I had read another series by the author, so the characters were familiar to me. Overall, I liked the book and it was rather interesting.
Posted March 28, 2012
Posted September 13, 2010
STILL HOUSE POND by Jan Watson is an Inspirational Historical Fiction set in 1896 Troublesome Creek, Kentucky. It is a continuance of The Troublesome Creek series but can be read as a stand alone. It is well written with details and depth. The plot and characters are easy to follow.It has faith, pride, survival, family, community values, midwifery, mountain people, twists, turns, family, melodrama, and trust. It brings back characters from the other Troublesome Creek books. This story actually goes between Copper, Lily, and Mandia.Copper, the midwife,mother, doctor of sorts to the mountain people, educator of the people toward health issues and above all the wife and mother of four children. Lily, Copper's eldest daughter, who is eleven, her father died several years earlier.Lily seeks adventure, loves her step father as her own, rescues animals, gets into serious trouble by rescuing injured animals, wants to go to visit her wealthy aunt by train, and is finally allowed to by her parents. She misses the train, which happens to have a horrific train wreck. Her family is not aware she didn't get on the train, but is kidnapped by a neighbor. Her mother, and step father go in search for her, soon learns she isn't there and get a search party going. Mandia, the hired girl for the Pelfrey family, wants to fall in love and have a family of her own, is attracted to a traveling singer, who is trouble. Mandia doesn't listen to want people try to tell her about this man. She soon learns her lesson the hard way and must face the consequences of her actions. You will see several of the characters are have been in the other Troublesome Creek books. Overall this is a well written story about about the era and living in the mountains of Kentucky. It is a good Christian read showing family and community values. If you enjoy sweet, easy to read, easy to follow the plot and characters and good Christian fiction you will enjoy this one.I would recommend this book, I have also read the others in the series,although this one does not bring the story of Troublesome Creek to an end, it leaves questions. Just as Copper is pregnant again, what happens to Lily and Mandia. This answers will probably be in the next installment. This book was received for review from Tyndale Fiction and details can be found at My Book Addiction and More.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted September 10, 2010
Still House Pond is about the life of a young girl, Lilly Gray Corbett, her mother, Copper, and their hired girl, Manda. The book preview tells of Lilly being invited to go visit her Aunt Alice in the city. The train crashes on the way and Copper goes to the scene in search of her daughter. This scene does happen in the book but the preview leads you to believe that this is what the book is about and I didn't find that to be the case. I did enjoy the book but felt a little bit mislead by the preview.
Copper is a busy woman who helps with the births of babies in the community. Lilly is an eleven year old girl that helps take care of the younger children of the family. Lilly's birth father died when she was younger and her mother is now remarried with other children. Lilly has an aunt in the city that requests that she come to visit and sends the train ticket for her to come. Copper does not want to let her child venture out on her own but realizes that she is growing up and agrees to let her go.
Manda is the hired girl that helps take care of the house chores. Manda is still a young girl that is trying to figure out her place in life and with love. She is just as much as a main character as Lilly. We go with Manda as she learns some valuable life lessons and that the effects of her actions ultimately affect others around her, something that took the endangerment of Lilly for her to learn.
News of the train crashing sets everything into motion. The characters evaluate their actions and learn from their mistakes while trying to find Lilly. The unexpected twist was a nice surprise, only proving more that the things that we choose to do, whether good or bad, have an effect on other lives.
This was the fifth novel by Jan Watson. She did a great job of showing her readers the lives of these women and the consequences of their choices. I enjoyed reading this book and would recommend it as a good read.
Still House Pond was provided to me by Tyndale Publishers free of charge for review purposes only. The opinions expressed are my own and have not been influenced.
Posted August 31, 2010
Jan Watson's writing style is absolutely charming. I very much enjoyed this story. It started out sweet and engaging and then slowly morphed into a can't-put-it-down, spell-binding read. This tale has an amazing set of twists and turns but each flows naturally into the other, pulling the reader along in their wake. When the tension was at it's greatest, I actually had to stop reading and remember to breathe! Still House Pond held my attention from beginning to end. Furthermore, I had no idea that this was book two in a series until I started looking for more books by this author. The story stands alone well. I highly recommend this book.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted August 18, 2010
Having missed book 1 in this series I wasn't quite as pleased with this book. I think, had I read book 1, I would have enjoyed this one hundred percent more than I did.
That being said, I didn't hate this book. It is one that has a powerful story line with characters that are created in a way that come to life when you read about them. The author writes with the strength and ability of a seasoned author who's hands are guided by God as she writes.
I would defintely read more books by this author. I would also recommend this book to others, only if they have read book 1 in this series. I do plan to go back and read the first book in this series sometime in the near future, followed by this one again so I can enjoy this one more.
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Posted August 18, 2010
Lilly Gray Corbett is 12 years old, her father was a doctor, but he passed away, and her mom married again and they live on Troublesome Creek. Copper, her mother, is a midwife for the community and is called at all hours to catch babies, as Lilly calls it. She now has a little brother, and twin sisters who she has to care for when mom is busy.
Her Aunt Alice, her father's sister, invites Lilly to come to Lexington to visit, and Copper, against her better judgement, allows her to go. There is a train wreck, people are killed and Lilly is nowhere to be found.
Jan Watson has written a very compelling book, the storyline is very good, and it was with regret that I came to the last page. I'd highly recommend this book to anyone who loves a good story.
I was given a free copy of this book from Tyndale Publishers, to read and review. I received no other compensation for my review.
The opinions expressed here are my own.
Posted July 16, 2010
Lilly Corbett Gray, loves pretty things, and animals. Always on the lookout to rescue a hurting animal or to spring some evil traps, Lilly is a little girl with a big heart. However that rescue mode is what leads Lilly into the biggest mess of her life.
Excited about her month long visit to her Aunt Alice in the city, she is anxious to go. Waiting for Manda the hired girl to finish her chores, and walk her to the coach, that will take her to the train, Lilly hears a dog who is hurting. Unable to leave it be, she goes to investigate and finds her neighbor throwing a sack of puppies into a pond, and the crying she heard was the mama dog frantic with worry for the pups. While rescuing the pups, the neighbor catches her and locks her up in a moonshine shed.
Finding Lilly gone, Manda figures she just walked to the coach alone. And Manda has her own troubles, the no good middling man from the band at the barn dance, has tried to take advantage of her in the barn and has beat her up pretty good. Manda runs away to her sisters, not wanting anyone to see her like this.
The train that was supposed to be taking Lilly to her aunts, has a horrible crash, killing and injuring many people and sending Lilly's family and friends into a frenzied panic of worry. Will they find Lilly in time? Will they discover she isn't on the train and find her in the shed? What will happen to Lilly Corbett Gray?
This story, set in the late 1890's is a great story. I missed the first of the Copper series (this is number 2 in that series), but I totally loved these characters. Copper, Lilly's mother would be a woman I would love to have known, you could totally feel her character leap off the pages. I enjoyed the writing style and the story very much. A great afternoon read. Due to release from Tyndale in August 2010. 376 pages US $12.99 4 stars.
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