Hetty Feather

Hetty Feather

Jacqueline Wilson

Language: English

Pages: 172

ISBN: 0440868351

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

A wonderful and original Jacqueline Wilson novel, featuring Hetty Feather, a Victorian Tracy Beaker!

London, 1876 and Hetty Feather is just a tiny baby when her mother leaves her at the Foundling Hospital. The Hospital cares for abandoned children -- but Hetty must first live with a foster family until she is big enough to go to school.

Life in the countryside is hard but with her 'brothers' Jem and Gideon, she helps in the fields and plays imaginary games. Together they sneak off to visit the travelling circus and Hetty is mesmerised by the show, especially Madame Adeline and her performing horses.

But Hetty's happiness is threatened once more when she is returned to the Foundling Hospital. The new life of awful uniforms and terrible food is a struggle for her. But now she has the chance to find her real mother. Could she really be the wonderful Madame Adeline? Or will Hetty find the truth is even more surprising?

Jacqueline Wilson will surprise and delight old fans and new with this utterly original take on a historical novel. Set in Victorian times and featuring a brand new feisty heroine, Hetty Feather, this is a Tracy Beaker-esque tale that will thrill young readers. Warm, moving, funny and totally fascinating, it's the perfect gift for girls of nine and older.

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Madame Adeline, the flame-haired lady in pink spangles. I started to protest bitterly but Jem put his hand over my mouth. 'Be quiet, Hetty,' he said, tugging me away from Mother. 'But I don't want to be quiet! I want to go to the circus!' I persisted. 'Ssh! I might know a way,' said Jem. 'Just keep your mouth shut and wait till I tell you.' I clamped my lips together and stomped off after him. Gideon stayed with Mother, climbing up onto her lap. He always hated it when I grew stormy. He was

again. I could not bear to think I would not see Mother, Father and my brothers and sisters, my family. I especially could not bear to think I would never see my dear Jem again. The tears rolled down my face and I hid my head in my hands. 'Look at Hetty, she's tired herself out!' said Eliza. 'A quick bath in the tub and then you'll be tucked up in bed, Hetty dear,' said Rosie. I let my sisters undress me and lift me up into the soapy water. Mother washed me all over and rubbed the soapsuds

'The little missy looks mournful though, bless her.' 'Say goodbye to Jem now, Hetty,' said Mother, lifting Gideon up into the cart. 'No! No!' I said, tears spilling. 'I'll come on the cart with you,' said Jem. 'Hush, Hetty, I'm coming too.' 'You'll miss a morning's school,' said Mother. 'What's school, when I can be with Hetty an hour longer?' said Jem. 'You can't come, Jem. Sam has business in town and won't be able to take you back in the cart.' 'Then I'll walk back,' said Jem. He said

Renfrew? I haven't finished the sum yet.' 'I know, Miss Morley, and I'm sorry to interrupt, but I don't think you've noticed that you've subtracted an eight from a three and put the answer as five, and yet you haven't borrowed ten from the next line so that nine is incorrect,' she said helpfully. She wasn't being impertinent. At this stage she didn't realize that Miss Morley's grasp of arithmetic was extremely shaky. She thought she'd simply made a silly slip and would be grateful for her

tear drop on my face. I wrenched a hand free from my tight wrappings and reached up and stroked her damp cheek. 'There now, Mother,' I said. 'Don't you fret.' She laughed at that, but she was still crying too. She murmured something. I didn't quite catch what she said, but now I am absolutely certain it was: 'I shall miss you so, Hetty Feather.' The enormity of what was to happen to me didn't dawn until late spring, when Saul went. For days Mother had been favouring him, pretending not to see

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