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Mary Louise

Creator: Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank), 1856-1919
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once, twice, a third time. The girl woke with a start. A dim light flooded her chamber, for outside was a full moon. But the room was habited only by shadows, save for her own feverish, restless body. She turned over to find a cooler place and presently fell asleep again. CHAPTER V OFFICIAL INVESTIGATION "And you say they are gone?" cried Mary Louise in surprise, as she came down to breakfast the next morning and found the table laid for one and old Eben waiting to serve her. "In de night, chile. I don' know 'zac'ly wha' der time, by de clock, but de Kun'l an' Missy Burrows did'n' sleep heah a-tall." "There is no night train," said the girl, seating herself thoughtfully at the table. "How could they go, Uncle?"
The Bible, King James version, Book 4: Numbers

Book 04 Numbers 04:001:001 And the LORD spake unto Moses in the wilderness of Sinai, in the tabernacle of the congregation, on the first day of the second month, in the second year after they were come out of the land of Egypt, saying, 04:001:002 Take ye the sum of all the congregation of the children of Israel, after their families, by the house of their fathers, with the number of their names, every male by their polls; 04:001:003 From twenty years old and upward, all that are able to go forth to war in Israel: thou and Aaron shall number them by their armies. 04:001:004 And with you there shall be a man of every tribe; every one head of the house of his fathers. 04:001:005 And these are the names of the men that shall stand with you: of the tribe of Reuben; Elizur the son of Shedeur.
"Jus' took deh auto'bile, chile, an' de Kun'l done druv it heself--bag an' baggage. But--see heah, Ma'y 'Ouise--we-all ain' s'pose to know nuth'n' bout dat git-away. Ef some imper'nent puss'n' ask us, we ain' gwine t' know how dey go, nohow. De Kun'l say tell Ma'y 'Ouise she ain' gwine know noth'n' a-tall, 'bout nuth'n', 'cause 'tain't nobody's business." "I understand, Uncle Eben." She reflected upon this seemingly unnecessary secrecy as she ate her breakfast. After a time she asked: "What are you and Aunt Polly going to do, Uncle?" "Fus' thing," replied the old negro, "Polly gwine git yo' traps all pack up an' I gwine take 'em ovah to Missy Stearne's place in de wheel- barrer. Den I gwine red up de house an' take de keys to Mass' Gimble, de agent. Den Polly an' me we go back to our own li'l' house in de lane yondeh. De Kun'l done 'range ev'thing propeh, an' we gwine do jus' like he say." Mary Louise felt lonely and uncomfortable in the big house, now that her mother and grandfather had gone away. Since the move was inevitable, she would be glad to go to Miss Stearne as soon as possible. She helped Aunt Polly pack her trunk and suit case, afterwards gathering into a bundle the things she had forgotten or overlooked, all of which personal