Little Town on the PrairieHarperCollins, 2016年3月8日 - 320 頁 The seventh book in Laura Ingalls Wilder’s treasured Little House series, and the recipient of a Newbery Honor—now available as an ebook! This digital version features Garth Williams’s classic illustrations, which appear in vibrant full color on a full-color device and in rich black-and-white on all other devices. The settlement that weathered the long, hard winter of 1880-81 is now a growing town. With spring comes a new job for Laura, town parties, and more time to spend with Almanzo Wilder. Laura also tries to help Pa and Ma save money so that Mary is able to go to a college for the blind. The nine Little House books are inspired by Laura’s own childhood and have been cherished by generations of readers as both a unique glimpse into America’s frontier history and as heartwarming, unforgettable stories. |
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... answered with a soothing moo. When Laura had stripped the last creamy drops of milk, she lugged the pail to the shanty. Ma poured some of the warm new milk into the calf's pail. The rest she strained through a clean white cloth into tin ...
... answered honestly. “You honestly don't? You aren't just being gentle to me because I'm blind?” “No! Really and honestly, no, Mary. I hardly think about your being blind. I—I'm just glad you're my sister. I wish I could be like you. But ...
... answered. “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, He leadeth me beside the still waters. I think that's the loveliest Psalm of all. Why are we stopping here? I don't smell the violets ...
... answered. “The storekeepers in town are complaining, too. Wilmarth's talking of getting a cat shipped out from the East.” That very night, Laura was startled out of a sound sleep. Through the partition between the bedrooms she heard a ...
... answered together. “Better than that!” said Pa. “A letter?” Ma asked. “A paper,” Mary guessed. “Maybe The Advance.” Laura was watching Pa's pocket. She was certain that something, not Pa's hand, was moving inside it. “Let Mary see it ...