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Toto's Merry Winter
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308 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1887
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Laura Elizabeth Howe Richards
287 books21 followersLaura Elizabeth Howe Richards (27 February, 1850 – 14 January, 1943) was an American writer. She often published as Laura E. Richards & wrote more than 90 books including biographies, poetry, and several for children.
Her father was Dr. Samuel Gridley Howe, an abolitionist and the founder of the Perkins Institution and Massachusetts School for the Blind. She was named after his famous deaf-blind pupil Laura Bridgman. Her mother Julia Ward Howe wrote the words to "The Battle Hymn of the Republic".
Her father was Dr. Samuel Gridley Howe, an abolitionist and the founder of the Perkins Institution and Massachusetts School for the Blind. She was named after his famous deaf-blind pupil Laura Bridgman. Her mother Julia Ward Howe wrote the words to "The Battle Hymn of the Republic".
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December 14, 2012Dedication:
The Blind Children of the Perkins Institution,
WHO HAVE LISTENED TO THE FIRST
"STORY OF TOTO,"
THIS SECOND AND LAST PART OF HIS
ADVENTURES
IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED
Opening: IT was evening,—a good, old-fashioned winter evening, cold without, warm and merry within. The snow was falling lightly, softly, with no gusts of wind to trouble it and send it whirling and drifting hither and thither. It covered the roof with a smooth white counterpane, tucking it in neatly and carefully round the edges; it put a tall conical cap on top of the pump, and laid an ermine fold over his long and impressive nose. Myriads of curious little flakes pattered softly—oh! very softly—against the windows of the cottage, pressing against the glass to see what was going on inside, and saying, "Let us in! let us in! please do!" But nobody seemed[8] inclined to let them in, so they were forced to content themselves with looking.
The Blind Children of the Perkins Institution,
WHO HAVE LISTENED TO THE FIRST
"STORY OF TOTO,"
THIS SECOND AND LAST PART OF HIS
ADVENTURES
IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED
Opening: IT was evening,—a good, old-fashioned winter evening, cold without, warm and merry within. The snow was falling lightly, softly, with no gusts of wind to trouble it and send it whirling and drifting hither and thither. It covered the roof with a smooth white counterpane, tucking it in neatly and carefully round the edges; it put a tall conical cap on top of the pump, and laid an ermine fold over his long and impressive nose. Myriads of curious little flakes pattered softly—oh! very softly—against the windows of the cottage, pressing against the glass to see what was going on inside, and saying, "Let us in! let us in! please do!" But nobody seemed[8] inclined to let them in, so they were forced to content themselves with looking.
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