by Annie F. Johnston (Author)
Down the long avenue that led from the house to the great entrance gate came the Little Colonel on her pony. It was a sweet, white way that morning, filled with the breath of the locusts; white overhead where the giant trees locked branches to make an arch of bloom nearly a quarter of a mile in length, and white underneath where the fallen blossoms lay like scattered snowflakes along the path.
Number of Pages: 108
Dimensions: 0.22 x 9 x 6 IN
Publication Date: August 13, 2015