Chapter 1. Her Twelfth Birthday
_ CHAPTER I. HER TWELFTH BIRTHDAY
"Oh, Tarbaby! Everybody has forgotten that it is my birthday! Even Papa Jack has gone off to town without saying a word about it, and he nevah did such a thing befo‘ in all his life!"
As she spoke, the Little Colonel put her arm around her pony‘s neck, and for a moment her fair little head was pressed disconsolately against its velvety black mane.
"It isn‘t the presents I care about," she whispered, choking back a heart-broken sob； "but oh, Tarbaby, it‘s the bein‘ forgotten! Of co‘se mothah couldn‘t be expected to remembah, she‘s been so ill. But I think grandfathah might, or Mom Beck, or somebody. If there‘d only been one single person when I came down-stairs this mawnin‘ to say ‘I wish you many happy returns, Lloyd, deah,‘ I wouldn‘t feel so bad. But there wasn‘t, and I nevah felt so misah‘ble and lonesome and left out since I was bawn."
Tarbaby had no words with which to comfort his little

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