Kate Marion Tucker

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Kate Marion Tucker,  The Haunted Ship

“ Under his sou’wester she could see frayed ends of his snow-white hair and his eyes shone as cold ice shines when the winter sky is unclouded.
“Hallelujah, Jo-ey,” he shouted as he came abreast of them, shifting his bitten pipe to the other corner of his shaven lips. “Ain’t you a mite late? A spry boy like you layin’ abed till afternoon! You oughter be ashamed of yourself.”
“It wasn’t his fault,” Ann spoke bravely into the unsmiling face. “We delayed him. He promised to take us out in the boat with him this morning and he had to wait for us. We’re the lazy ones, not Jo.”
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Source: Gutenberg

Kate Marion Tucker,  The Haunted Ship

“ He did not know the story of Robin Hood, so Mrs. Seymour read it aloud while he sat for Mr. Seymour. The others had heard it many times, but they were never tired of those adventures in the glade and the good greenwood and they listened as eagerly as did Jo.
Then came clear days that were the best of all, for after their gardens had been hoed, Maude, the cow, milked and put to pasture, and the chickens watered and fed, they followed Jo’s lead into the dense pine woods, where they held forth as Robin Hood and his band.
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Source: Gutenberg

Kate Marion Tucker,  The Haunted Ship

“ Vaguely Ann heard a bell ringing. She thought that she was lobstering with Jo and that Jo was pulling up a bell in one of the heavy lobster pots. They were bobbing about on waves as high as mountains.
“It is seven o’clock! No farmer stays in bed late, you know.”
It was Mrs. Seymour’s voice.
How could her mother have come away out to sea? Ann sat up in bed, not awake yet. And then she saw the sun pouring in through the open windows. Her mother was standing in the hall between Ann’s room and Ben’s, swinging an old ship’s bell that she must have found somewhere in the house.
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Source: Gutenberg

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