By Jean Webster
This can be the much-loved story of Judy Abbott, a full of life, endearing younger woman turning out to be up in an orphanage. Her desires of school appear in useless till the unknown benefactor deals to pay for her college. the single necessities are that she needs to write to him each month, and that she will by no means comprehend who he's. Judy's letters to him approximately existence at school are packed with her hopes and desires, problems, and a growing to be friendship with the good-looking Jervis Pendleton. With loads occurring in her lifestyles, Judy can scarcely cease writing, and while she discovers who daddy long-legs is, there's a happily-ever-after shock.
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They caught me and brought me back; and every day for a week I was tied, like a naughty puppy, to a stake in the back yard while the other children were out at recess. Oh, dear! There's the chapel bell, and after chapel I have a committee meeting. I'm sorry because I meant to write you a very entertaining letter this time. Auf wiedersehen Cher Daddy, Pax tibi! Judy PS. There's one thing I'm perfectly sure of I'm not a Chinaman. 40 4th February Dear Daddy-Long-Legs, Jimmie McBride has sent me a Princeton banner as big as one end of the room; I am very grateful to him for remembering me, but I don't know what on earth to do with it.
I suppose it is, because I've never been in the country before, and my questions are backed by an all-inclusive ignorance. The room marked with a cross is not where the murder was committed, but the one that I occupy. It's big and square and empty, with adorable old-fashioned furniture and windows that have to be propped up on sticks and green shades trimmed with gold that fall down if you touch them. And a big square mahogany table--I'm going to spend the summer with my elbows spread out on it, writing a novel.
They ought to do everything from love. Wait until you see the orphan asylum that I am going to be the head of! It's my favourite play at night before I go to sleep. I plan it out to the littlest detail--the meals and clothes and study and amusements and punishments; for even my superior orphans are sometimes bad. But anyway, they are going to be happy. I think that every one, no matter how many troubles he may have when he grows up, ought to have a happy childhood to look back upon. And if I ever have any children of my own, no matter how unhappy I may be, I am not going to let them have any cares until they grow up.