. Emmy Lou : her book & heart . tick it out, said Uncle Charlie, whoknew his Emmy Lou. She neednt go back this year, said AuntCordelia when she heard, my precious baby! I will teach her at home, said Aunt Louise. There must be other Green and GoldBooks, said papa, growing on that sametree. But Uncle Charlie, with brows drawn into afrown, was wondering. [163] ALL THE WINDS OF DOCTRINE EMMY LOU was now a Big Girl. Oneclimbed from floor to floor as one wentup in Readers. With the Fifth Readerone reached the dizzyeminence of top. EmmyLou now stood, as itwere, upon a peak inDarien and stared at the
. Emmy Lou : her book & heart . tick it out, said Uncle Charlie, whoknew his Emmy Lou. She neednt go back this year, said AuntCordelia when she heard, my precious baby! I will teach her at home, said Aunt Louise. There must be other Green and GoldBooks, said papa, growing on that sametree. But Uncle Charlie, with brows drawn into afrown, was wondering. [163] ALL THE WINDS OF DOCTRINE EMMY LOU was now a Big Girl. Oneclimbed from floor to floor as one wentup in Readers. With the Fifth Readerone reached the dizzyeminence of top. EmmyLou now stood, as itwere, upon a peak inDarien and stared at thegreat unknown, rollingahead, called The Gram-mar School. Behind, descended thegrades of ones achievements back to the A, B,C of things. One had once been a pygmy partof the Primer World on the first floor onesself, and from there had gazed upward at thehaloed beings peopling these same Fifth ReaderHeights. But Emmy Lou felt that somehow she wasfailing to experience the expected sense ofdizzy height, or the joy of perquisite and. EMMY LOU privilege. To be sure, being a Big Girl, shefound herself at recess, one of many, takinghands in long, undulating line, and, like theAssyrian, sweeping down on the fold, whilethe fold, in the shape of little girls, fled shriek-ing before the onslaught. But there had been a time when Emmy Louhad been a little girl, and had fled, shrieking^herself. The memory kept her from quiteenjoying the onslaught now, though of coursea little girl of the under world is only a Primaryand must be made to feel it. The privilegedmembers of the Fifth Reader World are Inter-mediates. They are other things, too. They areEpiscopalians or Presbyterians or some othercorrespondingly polysyllabic thing, as the casemay be. In this case each seemed to be adifi^erent thing. Hattie first called the attentionof Emmy Lou to it. The Fifth Reader members ate lunch ingroups. Without knowing it, one was growinggregarious. And as becomes a higher socialstate, one passed one*s lunch
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