The silver sixpence Author:Ruth Sawyer Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER II "What," said she, "shall I do with Ms sixpence? I will go to market and buy a little pig." JUDORA woke with a consciousness of sunlight. W... more »hat actually straggled through the eastern window was too pale and inconsequential to account for the warmth and glow that she felt. Below in the kitchen she could hear Sarah Filbert walking ponderously about, her movements set to the rhythm of an old spirituel: "Bar's a golden crown in de heaben for me, Dar's a golden crown in de heaben for me, Dar's a golden crown in de heaben for me. Lord, Ah doan't want to stay heah no lon-ger!" "Well, I do," laughed Eudora, as she sprang out of bed. She slipped on her wrapper, opened her door, and stepped into the hall. Leaning over the rail she called: "Sarah! Oh, Sarah!" The spiritual stopped and the kitchen door opened. "Yes, honey. Yo'm called?" "Be down in a minute. Two eggs, please —and bacon. And, Sarah, how about batter bread?" " 'Sail stirred." "Goody!" Both doors slammed simultaneously and upstairs at least the sunlight took upon itself a shade or two of deeper amber. All the uncontrollable spirits of youth and green hope rose with Eudora, and she flung herself into the humdrum process of dressing with a zest that had been hitherto unknown. In the past a new day had been merely an unavoidable something to awaken to; now it was an adventure in opportunity and she found herself tingling at the thought. When she took a seat at the solitary breakfast table, Sarah eyed her with approval. "Yo'm sut'nly doan't look like no house o' mournin', honey," and then, as Eudora's face sobered, "an why should yo'? 'Ain't de Lordy hisself give free days fo' mournin', an' ain't dis de fo'rth? Yo' can't go for toput no padlock on spring, chile; I done heah two blue...« less