Mary Spring Corning

Mary Spring Corning
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CHAPTER I. Sammy Ray was running by the parsonage one day when Miss Ruth called to him. She was sitting in the vine-shaded porch, and there was a crutch leaning against her chair. "Sammy," she said, "isn't there a field of tobacco near where you live?" "Yes'm; two of 'em." "To-morrow morning look among the tobacco plants and find me a large green worm. Have... more...