Excerpt from Bessie and Her Friends<br><br>Almost time, Jennie, answered Mrs. Richards, looking up from the face of the baby upon her lap to the clock upon the man tel-piece. A very pale, tiny face it was; so tiny that Sergeant Richards used to say he had to look twice to be sure there was any face there; and that of the mother which bent above it was almost as pale, sick, anxious, and worn but it brightened, as she answered Jennie. It is five minutes before six; he will be here very soon now.<br><br>Away ran Jennie to the corner, where stood a cane-seated rocking-chair, and after a good deal of pushing and pulling, succeeded in drawing it up in front of the stove; then to a closet, from which she brought a pair of car pet slippers, which were placed before the chair.<br><br>I wish I was big enough to reach farber's coat and put it over his chair, like you used to, morber.<br><br>About the Publisher<br><br>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com<br><br>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.