Narcissa, or the Road to Rome In Verona

Narcissa, or the Road to Rome; In Verona

Narcissa was sitting in the doorway, feeding the young turkeys. It was the back door of the old gray house,no one would have thought of sitting in the front doorway,and there were crooked flagstones leading up to it, cracked and seamed, with grass growing in the cracks. Close by the door-post, against which the girl was leaning, stood a great bush of tansy, with waving feathery leaves and yellow blossoms, like small gold buttons. Narcissa was very fond of this tansy-bush, and liked to pluck a leaf and crush it in her hands, to bring out the keen, wholesome smell. She had one in her hand now, and was wondering if ever any one had a dress of green velvet, tansy-color, with gold buttons. The minister's wife once had a bow of green velvet on her black straw bonnet, and Narcissa had loved to look at it, and to wish it were somewhere else, with things that belonged to it. She 4 often thought of splendid clothes, though she had never seen anything finer than the black silk of the minister's wife, and that always made her think of a newly-blacked stove. When she was younger, she had made a romance about every scrap of silk or satin in the crazy-quilt that Aunt Pinker's daughter, the milliner, had sent her one Christmas. The gown she had had out of that yellow satinit did her good to think about it even now!and there was a scrap of pale pink silk which camewas it really nothing but fancy?from a long, trailing robe, trimmed with filmy lace (the lace in the story-papers was always filmy), in which she had passed many happy, dreamy hours. ......Buy Now (To Read More)

Product details

Ebook Number: 41188
Author: Richards, Laura Elizabeth Howe
Release Date: Oct 26, 2012
Format: eBook
Language: English