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    Robin's Big Brother
    Robin's Big Brother
    Robin's Big Brother
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    Robin's Big Brother

    By Norman Hull

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    During the 1850's the New York City and New Jersey the orphaned and abandoned children exceeded over 5,000. The organizations and and New York City looked into what they could do with these children besides placing them into orphanages. One of the programs they came up with was called the orphan trains where they would send the children all over the United States for adoption. An agent would go ahead to each stop and with the assistance of the city's local organizations locate perspective families willing to adopt these children. When the trained pulled into town, the children were taken the city hall or a church and these families would look over these children and choose the child they wanted. Occasionally homes were found for children before they left and these children would ride along with the other children and be met and taken into their homes.

    Robin and his big brother, Steve were given homes with an elderly couple, Steve would help with the gardening and chores while Robin would stay with them until their married daughter would be ready to take him.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateSep 6, 2011
    ISBN9781463436896
    Robin's Big Brother
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    Norman Hull

    Norman Hull is the author of two children's books, Joyce's Holiday in France and Robin's Big Brother. He is a retired computer systems programmer/operator where he has written operation procedure for operators and terminal operation manuals for employees. He is a long time volunteer with the American Red Cross where he was a First Aid and CPR instructor where he wrote a First Aid Manual for Manufacturing Employees back in 1980. In addition to the Red Cross he served as an Instructor, Training Coordinator and Evaluator in the U.S. Navy. Overall, he has had over 40 years of teaching. Today he lives in Michigan where he spends his time assisting students with reading difficulties in the HOST program 2nd and 3rd graders and Summer School coaching students with learning challenges. His books have fictitious characters but everything else is based on actual locations, events, conditions, clothing and morals as they were in the 1890's.

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      Robin's Big Brother - Norman Hull

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      AuthorHouse™

      1663 Liberty Drive

      Bloomington, IN 47403

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      Phone: 1-800-839-8640

      © 2011 by Norman Hull. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      First published by AuthorHouse      07/19/2011

      ISBN: 978-1-4634-3691-9 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4634-3689-6 (ebk)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2011912761

      Printed in the United States of America

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      Contents

      ROBIN’S BIG BROTHER

      A Barefoot Girl Wearing A Sunbonnet

      Mrs. Estel Was Listening To Little Scraps of History, Etc.

      The Little White Cottage In New Jersey

      Robin Followed Him Everywhere

      Steven Would Coax Him Over In A Corner To Look At The Book

      The Black Dancing Bear Had Always To Be Put To Bed

      Once He Took A Ball of Yarn To

      Roll After The White Kitten

      "He Wanted To Get Away

      From The House," Etc.

      They Commenced To Build A Snow Man

      Dedicated to George and Johnny for without their inspiration this story would not have been possible.

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      ROBIN’S BIG BROTHER

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      A Barefoot Girl Wearing A Sunbonnet

      Every coach on the long western-bound train was scrowded with passengers. Dust and smoke poured in at the windows and even the breeze seemed hot as it blew across the prairie cornfields burning in the July sun.

      It was a relief when the engine stopped at last in front of a small village depot. There was a rush for the lunch counter and the restaurant door, where a noisy gong announced dinner.

      Blackberries! Blackberries! called a shrill little voice on the platform. A barefoot girl, wearing a sunbonnet, passed under the car windows, holding up a basket full, that shone like great black beads. A gentleman who had just helped two ladies to alight from the steps of a parlor car called to her and began to fumble in his pockets for the right change.

      Blackberries! Blackberries! sang another voice mockingly. This time it came from a roguish-looking child, hanging half-way out of a window in the next car. He was a little fellow, not more than three years old. His hat had fallen off, and his sunny tangle of curls shone around a face so unusually beautiful that both ladies uttered an exclamation of surprise.

      Look, papa! Look, Mrs. Estel! exclaimed the younger of the two. Oh, isn’t he a perfect picture! I never saw such eyes, or such delicate coloring. It is an ideal head.

      Here, Grace, exclaimed her father, laughingly. Don’t forget your berries in your enthusiasm. It hasn’t been many seconds since you were going into raptures over them. They certainly are the finest I ever saw.

      The girl took several boxes from her

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