Stonie

"Stonie," asked Everett meekly, "have you chosen a husband for Rose

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898

They are a-having a kind of ruckus, with nobody but Stonie helping 'em put Sis 'Viney to bed, so I reckon you'd better go in and see' em.

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898

"It were a tree squirrel and three little just-hatched ones in a bunch," Stonie answered with due dramatic weight at Rose Mary's plea.

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898

Everett as the trustful friendly young eyes looked straight into his as Stonie made this extremely practical business proposition.

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898

He would have given worlds to have taken the two little dogs with him and have left the money with Stonie -- but he didn't dare.

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898

When my heart ached so I couldn't stand it, there was always Stonie to heal it.

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898

I found her lying on the floor in the milk-house and though I was hurt, and hard, I took her into my room -- and in a few hours Stonie was born.

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898

"A dollar a-piece, I guess, or maybe ten," answered Stonie vaguely.

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898

With the utmost care she deposited the puppies in an overturned barrel, nicely lined with hay, that Stonie and Tobe had been preparing.

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898

Stonie and Tobe yelled and danced as Uncle Tucker turned with evident emotion to Everett to claim his congratulations.

Rose of Old Harpeth Maria Thompson Daviess 1898