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Oregon Trail Love Stories: Reading Charles Dickens
Oregon Trail Love Stories: Reading Charles Dickens
Oregon Trail Love Stories: Reading Charles Dickens
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Oregon Trail Love Story: Reading Charles Dickens, is the story of one lonely young woman who decides to leave the haphazard care of her aunt and sets out on her own, on the long journey west along the Oregon Trail.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherSusan Hart
Release dateJul 2, 2014
ISBN9781310568060
Oregon Trail Love Stories: Reading Charles Dickens

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    Oregon Trail Love Stories - Vanessa Carvo

    Oregon Trail Love Stories: Reading Charles Dickens

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    Vanessa Carvo

    Copyright 2014 Vanessa Carvo

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    CHRISTMAS HAD ROLLED by as if it was just another day for Pricilla. Oh how she missed her mother and father who had both died from a fever that hit the small community called Elizabeth town. She was born in Kentucky and her advantages were few.

    Her family home consisted of a small cabin filled with a quietness that drove her to tears at times. Her mother and father never had any other children, so Pricilla was forced to grow up without any siblings, and this made her very lonely at times.

    She was a bright child from the time she came from her mother’s womb and her father had always told her that she would make her mark in the world with a bang, just as she let out her first cry when she was born. She used to love to hear her father tell her stories of her birth, as he sat her upon his knee.

    It was a cold December night in 1826 and the snow outside their tiny cabin had drifted up over the doors, front and back. The wind had blown the snow with such force that it made it impossible for her father to try to make it to town to call for a doctor.

    With no way to get her mother to town or for the doctor to come to the home, it was up to her father to deliver to the world his first child. As Pricilla would listen intently to her father, her eyes would watch his ever so closely to see his reactions to her being born.

    It thrilled her when she would see his eyes light up when he would tell her how beautiful she was. He always said that she was pure white, as the snow outside and that her little lips were plum red, and she had a head full of the whitest hair. Her mother would just sit and sigh as her father would tell the story, as she had heard it so many times.

    Pricilla was closer to her father than she ever was to her mother. Her mother always seemed so reserved and never shared very many heartfelt things with her as she grew up. It always disturbed her to talk about Pricilla’s birth and she never had much to say. Pricilla tried to not let that bother her so much because her father had explained to her that when her mother found out

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