CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I. MISS POLLY
II. OLD TOM AND NANCY
III. THE COMING OF POLLYANNA
IV. THE LITTLE ATTIC ROOM
V. THE GAME
VI. A QUESTION OF DUTY
VII. POLLYANNA AND PUNISHMENTS
VIII. POLLYANNA PAYS A VISIT
IX. WHICH TELLS OF THE MAN
X. A SURPRISE FOR MRS. SNOW
XI. INTRODUCING JIMMY
XII. BEFORE THE LADIES' AID
XIII. IN PENDLETON WOODS
XIV. JUST A MATTER OF JELLY
XV. DR. CHILTON
XVI. A RED ROSE AND A LACE: SHAWL
XVII. "JUST LIKE A BOOK"
XVIII. PRISMS
XIX. WHICH IS SOMEWHAT SURPRISING
XX. WHICH IS MORE SURPRISING
XXI. A QUESTION ANSWERED
XXII. SERMONS AND WOODBOXES
XXIII. AN ACCIDENT
XXIV. JOHN PENDLETON
XXV. A WAITING GAME
XXVI. A DOOR AJAR
XXVII. TWO VISITS
XXVIII. THE GAME AND ITS PLAYERS
XXIX. THROUGH AN OPEN WINDOW
XXX. JIMMY TAKES THE HELM
XXXI. A NEW UNCLE
XXXII. WHICH IS A LETTER FROM POLLYANNA
POLLYANNA
CHAPTER I. MISS POLLY
Miss Polly Harrington entered her kitchen a little hurriedly this
June morning. Miss Polly did not usually make hurried movements; she
specially prided herself on her repose of manner. But to-day she was
hurrying--actually hurrying.
Nancy, washing dishes at the sink, looked up in surprise. Nancy had been
working in Miss Polly's kitchen only two months, but already she knew
that her mistress did not usually hurry.
"Nancy!"
"Yes, ma'am." Nancy answered cheerfully, but she still continued wiping
the pitcher in her hand.
"Nancy,"--Miss Polly's voice was very stern now--"when I'm talking to
you, I wish you to stop your work and listen to what I have to say."
Nancy flushed miserably. She set the pitcher down at once, with the
cloth still about it, thereby nearly tipping it over--which did not add
to her composure.
"Yes, ma'am; I will, ma'am," she stammered, righting the pitcher,
and turning hastily. "I was only keepin' on with my work 'cause you
specially told me this mornin' ter hurry with my dishes, ye know."
Her mistress frowned.
"That will do, Nancy. I did not ask for explanations. I asked for your
attention."
"Yes, ma'am." Nancy stifled a sigh. She was wondering if ever in any way
she could please this woman. Nancy had never "worked out" before; but
a sick mother suddenly widowed and left with three younger children
besides Nancy herself, had forced the girl into doing something toward
their support, and she had been so pleased when she found a place in
the kitchen of the great house on the hill--Nancy had come from "The
Corners," six miles away, and she knew Miss Polly Harrington only as
the mistress of the old Harrington homestead, and one of the wealthiest
residents of the town. That was two months before. She knew Miss Polly
now as a stern, severe-faced woman who frowned if a knife clattered to
the floor, or if a door banged--but who never thought to smile even when
knives and doors were still.
