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Daddy-Long-Legs [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Juvenile Fiction)
  • Author:  Webster, Jean
  • Author:  Webster, Jean
  • ISBN-10:  0141331119
  • ISBN-10:  0141331119
  • ISBN-13:  9780141331119
  • ISBN-13:  9780141331119
  • Publisher:  Puffin Books
  • Publisher:  Puffin Books
  • Pages:  192
  • Pages:  192
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Jul-2011
  • Pub Date:  01-Jul-2011
  • SKU:  0141331119-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  0141331119-11-SPLV
  • Item ID: 100060803
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A trustee of the John Grier orphanage has offered to send Judy Abbott to college. The only requirements are that she must write to him every month and that she can never know who he is. Judy's life at college is a whirlwind of friends, classes, parties and a growing friendship with the handsome Jervis Pendleton. With so much happening in her life, Judy can scarcely stop writing to 'Daddy-Long-Legs', or wondering who her mysterious benefactor is...Jean Webster was the pen name of Alice Jane Chandler Webster (1876-1916) who was born and lived most of her life in New York State. She was the great-niece of Mark Twain. Daddy-Long-Legs was not her first book, but it is the one for which she is mostly remembered. It was published in 1912, followed by a sequel in 1914 called Dear Enemy. She married in 1915 and tragically died in childbirth a year later. Blue Wednesday

The first Wednesday in every month was a Perfectly Awful Day--a day to be awaited with dread, endured with courage and forgotten with haste. Every floor must be spotless, every chair dustless, and every bed without a wrinkle. Ninety-seven squirming little orphans must be scrubbed and combed and buttoned into freshly starched ginghams; and all ninety-seven reminded of their manners, and told to say, Yes, sir, No, sir, whenever a Trustee spoke.

It was a distressing time; and poor Jerusha Abbott, being the oldest orphan, had to bear the brunt of it. But this particular first Wednesday, like its predecessors, finally dragged itself to a close. Jerusha escaped from the pantry where she had been making sandwiches for the asylum's guests, and turned upstairs to accomplish her regular work. Her special care was room F, where eleven little tots, from four to seven, occupied eleven little cots set in a row. Jerusha assembled her charges, straightened their rumpled frocks, wiped their noses, and started them in an orderly and willing line toward the dining-room to engage themselves for a blessed half hlH
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