 | 1898 - 410 pages
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 | 1898 - 734 pages
...be good; she had promised, And so, with her big, brown eyes, She stared at the meeting house windows And counted the crawling flies. She looked far up at the preacher, But she thought of the honey-bees Droning away at the blossoms That whitened the cherry trees. She thought of a broken basket,... | |
 | 1912 - 820 pages
...be good, she had promised, And so, with her big brown eyes, She stared at the meeting house windows And counted the crawling flies. She looked far up...away at the blossoms That whitened the cherry trees. 1912. Three sleek, round puppies wjth fringy ears Lay snuggled and fast asleep. Such soft, warm bodies... | |
 | 1900 - 212 pages
...good ; she had promised, And so, with her big, brown eyes, She stared at the meeting-house windows And counted the crawling flies. She looked far up at the preacher, But she thought of the honey-bees Droning away at the blossoms That whitened the cherry-trees ; She thought of a broken basket... | |
 | 1907 - 430 pages
...be good: she had promised, And so, with her big, brown eyes, She stared at the meetinghouse windows And counted the crawling flies. She looked far up at the preacher, But she thought of the honeybees Droning away at the blossoms That whitened the cherry trees. She thought of a broken basket,... | |
 | 1916 - 208 pages
...And counted the crawling flies. She looked far up at the preacher, But she thought of the honeybees Droning away at the blossoms That whitened the cherry...of a broken basket, Where curled in a dusky heap, Four sleek, round puppies, with fringy ears, Lay snuggled and fast asleep. Such soft, warm bodies to... | |
 | 1916 - 200 pages
...be good; she had promised, And so with her big, brown eyes, She stared at the meetinghouse windows And counted the crawling flies. She looked far up at the preacher, But she thought of the honeybees Droning away at the blossoms That whitened the cherry trees. She thought of a broken basket,... | |
 | 1908 - 560 pages
...be good; she had promised, And so, with her big, brown eyes, She stared at the meeting-house windows And counted the crawling flies. She looked far up at the preacher, But she thought of the honey-bees Droning away at the blossoms That whitened the cherry trees. She thought of a broken basket,... | |
 | Robert Frothingham - 1920 - 204 pages
...brown eyes, She stared at the meeting house windows And counted the crawling flics. ..-.. rwv, • She looked far up at the preacher, But she thought of the honeybees Droning away at the blossoms That whitened the cherry trees. She thought of a broken basket,... | |
 | 1925
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She sat on the sliding cushion, The dear, wee woman of four; Her feet, in their shiny slippers, Hung dangling over the floor. She meant to be good; she had promised, And so, with her big, brown eyes, She stared at the meeting-house windows And counted... 
