“One was an ancient tortoiseshell cat with arthritis, who creaked around the house--but when Aunt Sibby flickered her fingers and crooned, Miminy, miminy, tall-as-a-chi-mi-ny, danced on his hind legs like a kitten.” — Jane Louise Curry Copy Share Image
“The little cakes were iced in white, with golden yellow icing roses on top, and instead of ice cream there was sherbet that was… — Jane Louise Curry Copy Share Image
“Tut! Magic, indeed! As if there weren't marvels enough without magic. Pictures traveling by telephone, and men bouncing up and down on the moon?… — Jane Louise Curry Copy Share Image
“The house might, in fact, have passed for the world's largest rosebush if here and there a pane of glass had not gleamed and… — Jane Louise Curry Copy Share Image
“Mrs. Bright cut another slice of the rich, dark cake. It was Mindy's fourth, counting dessert at home. But Mrs. Bright's layer cakes were,… — Jane Louise Curry Copy Share Image
“One was an ancient tortoiseshell cat with arthritis, who creaked around the house--but when Aunt Sibby flickered her fingers and crooned, Miminy, miminy, tall-as-a-chi-mi-ny,… — Jane Louise Curry Copy Share Image
