Clara Ingram Judson

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Clara Ingram Judson Mary Jane—Her Visit

For right there in front of her, just as plain as day as though it had been growing a whole spring, was her own garden! Yes, her very own garden! With the nasturtiums in front and the marigolds next and the young lettuce in the back. Mary Jane could hardly believe her eyes!
"Why—but—how—I thought gardens stayed in one town!" she finally exclaimed.
"They do usually," said Grandfather and his eyes twinkled with pleasure over her surprise, "usually they do."
"But my garden didn't," stammered Mary Jane. "Did it come on a train like I did?"
"No," laughed Grandfather; "guess again."
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Clara Ingram Judson Mary Jane—Her Visit

For three days after Mary Jane came to visit her grandparents, the sun shone bright and warm and the little girl spent all the time out of doors. She raced around the yard with Bob; she played with the lamb in the wood across the road; she watched her grandfather feed the little pigs; she fed the chickens and hunted eggs. And, the most fun of all, she watched the baby mice in the dusky, sweet-smelling hay loft. Till, really, by the time she had had her supper of bread and milk, Mary Jane was ready to tumble into bed and sleep straight through the night without ever a thought of being homesick.
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Clara Ingram Judson Mary Jane—Her Visit

MARY JANE'S ARRIVAL
It seemed to Mary Jane that some magic must have been at work to change the world during the night she slept on the train. All the country she knew had hills and valleys and many creeks and woods of pine trees. But when she waked up in the morning and peeped out of the window of her berth, she saw great wide fields and woods that seemed always far away. And the occasional creek that the train rumbled over was small and could be seen a long way off, coming across the fields toward the railroad.
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