Faith Gartneys Girlhood

Faith Gartney's Girlhood, by
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Title: Faith Gartney's Girlhood
Author: Mrs. A. D. T. Whitney

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FAITH GARTNEY'S GIRLHOOD
by
MRS. A. D. T. WHITNEY
Author of "The Gayworthy's," "A Summer in Leslie Goldthwaite's
Life," "Footsteps on the Seas," etc.

New York The New York Book Company 1913

CONTENTS
I. "Money, Money!" 1 II. Sortes. 4 III. Aunt Henderson. 6
IV. Glory McWhirk. 10 V. Something Happens. 15 VI. Aunt
Henderson's Girl Hunt. 26 VII. Cares; And What Came Of Them. 31
VIII. A Niche In Life, And A Woman To Fill It. 34 IX. Life Or
Death? 37 X. Rough Ends. 40 XI. Cross Corners. 43 XII. A
Reconnoissance. 49 XIII. Development. 54 XIV. A Drive With The
Doctor. 59 XV. New Duties. 65 XVI. "Blessed Be Ye, Poor." 68
XVII. Frost-Wonders. 75 XVIII. Out In The Snow. 79 XIX. A
"Leading." 85 XX. Paul. 89 XXI. Pressure. 94 XXII. Roger
Armstrong's Story. 99 XXIII. Question And Answer. 103
XXIV. Conflict. 112 XXV. A Game At Chess. 116
XXVI. Lakeside. 120 XXVII. At The Mills. 124 XXVIII. Locked
In. 127 XXIX. Home. 135 XXX. Aunt Henderson's Mystery. 140
XXXI. Nurse Sampson's Way Of Looking At It. 147 XXXII. Glory
Mcwhirk's Inspiration. 152 XXXIII. Last Hours. 157 XXXIV. Mrs.
Parley Gimp. 160 XXXV. Indian Summer. 164
XXXVI. Christmastide. 169 XXXVII. The Wedding Journey. 177

FAITH GARTNEY'S GIRLHOOD
CHAPTER I.

"MONEY, MONEY!"
"Shoe the horse and shoe the mare, And let the little colt go bare."
East or West, it matters not where--the story may, doubtless, indicate
something of latitude and longitude as it proceeds--in the city of
Mishaumok, lived Henderson Gartney, Esq., one of those American
gentlemen of whom, if she were ever canonized, Martha of Bethany
must be the patron saint--if again, feminine celestials, sainthood once
achieved through the weary experience of earth, don't know better than
to assume such charge of wayward man--born, as they are, seemingly,
to the life destiny of being ever "careful and troubled about many
things."
We have all of us, as little girls, read "Rosamond." Now, one of
Rosamond's early worries suggests a key to half the worries, early and
late, of grown men and women. The silver paper won't cover the
basket.
Mr. Gartney had spent his years, from twenty-five to forty, in
sedulously tugging at the corners. He had had his share of silver paper,
too--only the basket was a little too big.
In a pleasant apartment, half library, half parlor, and used in the winter
months as a breakfast room, beside a table still covered with the
remnants of the morning meal, sat Mrs. Gartney and her young
daughter, Faith; the latter with a somewhat disconcerted, not to say
rueful, expression of face.
A pair of slippers on the hearth and the morning paper thrown down
beside an armchair, gave hint of the recent presence of the master of the
house.
"Then I suppose I can't go," remarked the young lady.
"I'm sure I don't know," answered the elder, in a helpless, worried sort
of tone. "It doesn't seem really right to ask your father for the money. I
did just speak of your wanting some things for a party, but I suppose he

has forgotten it; and, to-day, I hate to trouble him with reminding. Must
you really have new gloves and slippers, both?"
Faith held up her little foot for answer, shod with a partly worn bronze
kid, reduced to morning service.
"These are the best I've got. And my gloves have been cleaned over and
over, till you said yourself,