CHAPTER I
LOST IN THE BIG CITY
It was early Spring. A warm sun shone down upon the city street. On the edge of the narrow brick sidewalk a little girl was sitting.
Her gingham dress was old and shabby. The short, brown coat had lost all its buttons, and a rusty pin held it together.
A faded blue cap partly covered her brown hair, which hung in short, loose curls around her face.
She had been sitting there almost an hour when a policeman...
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