ILLUSTRATIONS
| “My! don’t you hear the logs crackle, and isn’t this blaze perfectly beautiful!” (Page 124) | Frontispiece |
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| “He told me to write things that folks asked for on the slate,” said David | 188 |
| “You may pick out the one you like best,” said Miss Parrott | 234 |
| “Dave caught that. Dave caught that all by himself!” | 272 |
| Pretty soon he was stitching away and cobbling at a great rate, Davie swinging his stocking-foot | 434 |
| They all held their breath to catch every word, and Davie began | 490 |