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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + + + + +Title: Little Alice's Palace + or, The Sunny Heart + + +Author: Anonymous + + + +Release Date: August 16, 2006 [eBook #19063] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII) + + +***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LITTLE ALICE'S PALACE*** +</pre> +<p><a name="startoftext"></a></p> +<p>Transcribed from the 1872 T. Nelson and Sons edition by David +Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org</p> +<h1>LITTLE ALICE’S PALACE;<br /> +<span class="smcap">or</span>,<br /> +THE SUNNY HEART.</h1> +<p style="text-align: center">LONDON:<br /> +T. NELSON AND SONS, PATERNOSTER ROW;<br /> +EDINBURGH; AND NEW YORK.</p> +<p style="text-align: center">1872.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> +<a href="images/p0b.jpg"> +<img alt="Miss Mason and Lolly" src="images/p0s.jpg" /> +</a></p> +<h2><!-- page 5--><a name="page5"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +5</span>CHAPTER I.</h2> +<p>The rain was pattering, pattering steadily upon the roof of a +little brown cottage that stood alone by the country +roadside.</p> +<p>There had been a long and dreary winter, and now the bright +spring was coming, with its buds and leaves and flowers, to +gladden the earth, that had all the time seemed to be dead.</p> +<p>As the shower came down, the little green blades of grass +sprang up to catch the drops; and they seemed <!-- page 6--><a +name="page6"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 6</span>almost to laugh +and sing, so full of joy were they when they could lift their +heads from the dust.</p> +<p>It was so much sweeter to be out once more from their +prison-house and to exult with all God’s fair creation; so +they bathed themselves in the falling shower, and made themselves +fresh and clean; and nobody would ever have believed that they +came out from their dark beds in the earth.</p> +<p>Little Alice looked out of the windows of the brown cottage, +and saw them nodding gaily to her as they were taking their bath; +and so she smiled back again, and talked to them from her perch +in the window-seat as if they were brothers and sisters, with +eyes and ears to see and hear, and hearts to return her +love. Indeed, there was no one else to whom she could talk +the livelong day. No father, for he was dead; no living +<!-- page 7--><a name="page7"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +7</span>brothers and sisters; no mother at home, for they were +very poor, and her mother must be gone at early dawn to labour +for their food and clothing and shelter;—and so Alice had +to make companions of the blades of grass that nodded at her +through the drops.</p> +<p>“Oh, you beauties!” said she gladly; “and I +know who made you, too, and what a great, good God he is to send +you here—bright little creatures that you are. How +pleasant it will be down by the brook-side when the sun comes +out, and you and I and the blue violets and the dandelions have +our visiting-time together! Never a little girl had such +joy as I have!” And Alice put her face close to the +pane, and looked up into the sky to thank her kind heavenly +Father for sending her such blessings. It seemed as if she +could see him bending <!-- page 8--><a name="page8"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 8</span>graciously down towards her, as her +Sunday-school teacher had often represented him to her; and then +she thought of Him who was upon the earth, and who took up little +children in his arms and blessed them; and she put out her hands +towards the heavens, saying earnestly, “Me, too, dear +Saviour: bless me too!”</p> +<p>So absorbed was she that she didn’t hear anybody enter +the room until a timid voice said,—</p> +<p>“Who were you speaking to, Alice?”</p> +<p>There was such a woful figure by the door as she turned her +head—no bonnet, no shoes, and a tattered frock, all +draggled with dirt and rain, and the long, uncombed locks +straggling about the child’s shoulders, and such a blue, +pinched look in the thin face!</p> +<p>“Oh, it’s you, Maddie, is it?” said Alice, +jumping from the window and <!-- page 9--><a +name="page9"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 9</span>taking the hand +of the new-comer. “But it was a pity to get so +wet. I’m glad you’ve come. We’ll +keep house together till it clears away, and then maybe +we’ll have a nice walk. First we must dry your +clothes, though.” And she put some sticks in the +fireplace, and putting a match to them, stationed Maddie before +the blaze, while she held the skirt out to dry.</p> +<p>“Isn’t it pleasant here?” asked Alice, with +a beaming smile.</p> +<p>Maddie looked around, with a half shrug, upon the cheerless +room, with its bit of a table and the one chair and the low, +curtainless window, and then her eyes fell upon the scantily-clad +little girl by her side; and then she shivered, as the dampness +of her clothes sent a creeping chill through her frame; but she +didn’t say it was pleasant.</p> +<p>“Aren’t you afraid to stay here so <!-- page +10--><a name="page10"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 10</span>much +alone, Alice?” she asked, giving another glance about the +room.</p> +<p>“But I never stay <i>alone</i>, Maddie!” answered +the dear child. “I have plenty of +company—‘Tabby,’ and the flies, and now and +then a spider, and everything that goes by the door, and the +clouds and the sunshine and the leaves and the—oh dear! so +many things, Maddie, that I can’t begin to tell +you.” And she stopped short for want of breath.</p> +<p>“And somebody you were talking to. Who was +that?” asked Maddie.</p> +<p>“Ah, yes, best of all! Don’t you know, +Maddie?” said Alice, sinking her voice to a whisper, and +gazing earnestly at her young companion. “Miss Mason +told me how He is everywhere, and sees and hears us, and that he +loves us better than our mother or father can do, and watches +over us and keeps us from all harm. <!-- page 11--><a +name="page11"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 11</span>If you go to +the school with me you’ll learn all about it, Maddie +dear. No, no; I’m never <i>alone</i> though mother +<i>is gone</i> all the long day.”</p> +<p>“Do you <i>see</i> Him, Alice?” asked Maddie +earnestly.</p> +<p>“Not as I see <i>you</i>, Maddie,” returned her +companion with reverence; “but when I look up into the sky, +and sometimes when I sit here by myself and speak things that I +have learned from my Bible, I seem to feel some strange +brightness all above and around me; and it’s so real to me +that it’s just like seeing with these eyes. Miss +Mason says ‘it’s my soul that sees.’ +Whatever it is, it’s very beautiful, Maddie.” +And Alice clasped her hands in a sort of ecstasy, and drew near +to the window to look up once more into the heavens, whither her +eyes and her heart so continually turned.</p> +<h2><!-- page 12--><a name="page12"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +12</span>CHAPTER II.</h2> +<p>The shower did not last long, and the warm sun melted the +diamonds from the grass, so that it was soon fit for the little +girls to go out into the freshness and enjoy the pleasant +air.</p> +<p>“Don’t you think this a pretty cottage?” +asked Alice, as they stepped outside and stood looking upon her +home. “See the moss all over the shingles; how +velvety it is! Tabby goes up there to sleep on the soft +cushion in the sun. And here’s where I put my +convolvuluses, and they climb up and run all over the window and +make such a nice curtain, with the pink and blue and white and +purple mixed with the green; and they reach up to the very +chimney, Maddie, and hug it round, and then trail down upon the +roof. Oh, I think it’s elegant! And +here’s my <!-- page 13--><a name="page13"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 13</span>flower-bed, right under the window, +where mother can smell the blossoms as we sit sewing when she has +a day at home. We take real comfort here, mother and I, +Maddie.” And so the little blithesome child prattled +about her humble home, while her companion looked in astonishment +upon her, wondering why it was that Alice always seemed so happy, +while <i>she</i> was so miserable.</p> +<p>“We’ll go down by the brook-side now,” said +Alice. “There’s my grand palace. Such +hangings! all blue and gold and crimson; and carpets that your +feet sink into; and a great mirror, such as the richest man +couldn’t buy. Don’t you know what I mean, +Maddie?” And Alice laughed gleefully as they reached +the brook-side, and pointed to the heavens above, so brilliant in +the sunny radiance, and down to the green and flowery turf <!-- +page 14--><a name="page14"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +14</span>beneath their feet, and to the clear stream that +reflected all things, like the purest glass. And she said, +“Now, don’t you like my palace, Maddie?”</p> +<p>“Yes, it’s very pretty here,” said Maddie; +but she didn’t seem to feel about it as Alice did, who was +in such good spirits that she could keep neither her feet nor her +tongue still, but frisked about the green like a young deer, and +chattered like a magpie, only in far sweeter tones.</p> +<p>“<i>This</i> is my <i>bower</i>,” said she, +lifting up the drooping branches of a willow and shutting herself +and Maddie within. “Here I come for a nap when I am +tired of play; and the leaves rustle in the wind, making a +pleasant sound, and the birds sit on the boughs and sing me +asleep, and I dream always happy dreams. When awake, I +think about the pure river that my Bible <!-- page 15--><a +name="page15"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 15</span>speaks of, +and the tree of life that is on either side, and the beautiful +light that isn’t like the sun, nor the moon, nor the blaze +of a candle, but comes from the face of God, and is never hidden +from us to leave us in darkness.”</p> +<p>Maddie sat down upon a large stone that Alice called her +throne, and looked eagerly up at her companion for more; for +Alice’s words seemed to her like some beautiful story out +of a book.</p> +<p>“Did you ever go into any great house, Maddie?” +asked Alice.</p> +<p>“No, never,” said Maddie. “I passed by +Mrs. Cowper’s one day, and looked in at the open door when +somebody was coming out, but I couldn’t see +much.”</p> +<p>“That’s just where I went with mother,” said +Alice; “and little Mary took me into a high room, the walls +<!-- page 16--><a name="page16"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +16</span>all velvet and satin and gold, so that my eyes ached for +looking; and there were such heaps of pretty things on the tables +and all about the place; but it didn’t make me feel glad as +I do when I get out here in my grand palace with these living, +breathing things around me. O Maddie, there isn’t +anything on earth so beautiful as what God has made!”</p> +<p>“Do you stay out here always?” asked Maddie.</p> +<p>“Oh no,” said Alice; “that would be +idle. When mother has work I stay at home to help +her. I’ve learned to sew nicely now, and can save +mother many a stitch. To-day’s my holiday, and I can +play with you as long as you please. I’ve brought +some dinner, and we’ll set a table in my +dining-hall.” And she took from her pocket a little +parcel, and led Maddie from the bower to a hollow <!-- page +17--><a name="page17"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 17</span>near +the brook, where was a flat rock, and there she spread her frugal +fare.</p> +<p>There were two pieces of homemade bread and a small slice of +cold bacon, which she put upon leaves in the middle of the rocky +table; and gathering some violets, she placed them in bunches +here and there, till the table was sweet with their delicious +fragrance.</p> +<p>Just as the children were about to help themselves to the +food, there came some little tired feet over the grass; and a +more forlorn figure than Maddie’s stood a few yards off, +looking shyly, but wistfully, at them.</p> +<p>“Now, Lolly, you may just run home again as quick as you +can,” said Maddie sharply. “We haven’t +enough dinner for Alice and me. Go, now!” And +she went towards her and gave her a slight push, at which the +<!-- page 18--><a name="page18"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +18</span>child cried, but without turning away or making a step +towards home.</p> +<p>“Is that your sister?” asked Alice, going up to +Maddie.</p> +<p>“Yes; she’s always running after me,” +returned Maddie, with an ill-natured frown.</p> +<p>“Poor little thing!” said Alice. “I +wish my sister Nellie had lived. I shouldn’t be cross +to her, I know. Come here, Lolly: you shall have some of +<i>my</i> dinner.” And she led the little grateful +child to the wild table, that seemed to her like a fairy scene, +with the fresh leaf-plates, and the pure sweet flowers breathing +so delightfully.</p> +<p>“Mother makes capital bread—doesn’t she, +Maddie?” said Alice, as she ate her small portion with +evident relish, while she shared the remnant with her guests.</p> +<p>“Now, Maddie,” said she, as they finished the +repast, “you clear the <!-- page 19--><a +name="page19"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 19</span>table and +wash the dishes, and Lolly and I’ll go to my mirror to make +ourselves nice to sit down, and then I’ll tell you the +story my teacher told me the other day, if you would like to hear +it.”</p> +<p>Maddie gladly agreed to this; and Lolly gave herself up to the +gentle hands of her new friend, who took her to the brook and +washed her face until the dirt all vanished and her cheeks were +like two red roses. Then she took her pocket-comb, and, +dipping it into the water, made the child’s hair so smooth +that Lolly didn’t know herself when she looked into the +brook, and asked, “What little girl it was with such bright +eyes and fresh rosy cheeks?” And when Alice told her +that it was herself, she laughed with delight, and said +“she would come every day to dress herself by Alice’s +mirror if she could look so nice.” <!-- page 20--><a +name="page20"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 20</span>And then +Alice and Maddie and Lolly went to the bower for the story.</p> +<p>Alice sat down on the grassy bank, and Lolly laid her head +upon her friend’s lap, while Maddie crowded close to her to +listen.</p> +<p>“I don’t know that I can remember it very +well,” said Alice; “but I’ll tell it as nearly +as I can like Miss Mason. She called it ‘The Little +Exiled Princess,’ and this is it.”</p> +<h2>CHAPTER III.</h2> +<p>Once upon a time there was a little girl no bigger than Lolly +here, sitting in the dirt by the roadside, crying.</p> +<p>Her frock was all ragged and soiled, and the tears had run +over the dust upon her face, making it streaked, and disfiguring +it sadly.</p> +<p>Altogether, she was a very miserable <!-- page 21--><a +name="page21"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 21</span>little +object, when a lady, walking along the road, suddenly came upon +her, and stopped to see what was the matter.</p> +<p>As the lady gazed upon the strange, ragged little creature, +there came tears into her eyes, and she said softly, as if +speaking to herself,—</p> +<p>“Who would think that this is the daughter of a great +King?”</p> +<p>The child, seeing a beautiful lady before her, jumped from the +ground, and, with shame, began to shake herself from the dirt +that clung to her garments; but the stranger, taking no notice of +her untidy condition, clasped the child’s fingers in her +white hand, and told her to lead her to her home.</p> +<p>It was a brown cottage, very like mine, only <i>that</i> one +was hung with cobwebs, and the dust was an inch thick upon the +floor, and the window <!-- page 22--><a name="page22"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 22</span>was so begrimmed that scarcely any +light came through.</p> +<p>“Ugh!” said the lady, as she stood upon the +threshold and looked in.</p> +<p>“Bring me a broom!” And she brushed away the +hanging webs, and made the floor neat and clean, and taught the +child to wash the window, until the bright sun came in and played +about the floor and upon the walls; and then she made the little +girl wash her face and hands, and put on a better frock, that she +found in the chest.</p> +<p>“Now, my little princess,” said she, “come +outside for a while, in the fresh air, and I will talk to +you.”</p> +<p>“Why do you call me ‘little +princess’?” asked the child, as they sat down upon +the cottage-step, while the birds twittered about them and the +sweet breath of summer touched their cheeks.</p> +<p>“Because you are the daughter of <!-- page 23--><a +name="page23"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 23</span>a great +King,” said the lady, gently stroking her soft, brown hair, +that she had found so tangled and shaggy, but had made so nice +and smooth.</p> +<p>“My father was a poor man, and he lies in the +graveyard,” said the little girl, as she looked wonderingly +at her friend.</p> +<p>“Yes; but I mean your heavenly Father,” said the +lady—“he whom we call <span +class="smcap">God</span>. Surely you have heard of him, my +dear child!”</p> +<p>The little girl said that she had heard of him; but, from what +she could learn, the lady knew that she looked upon him as one +that is afar off; and she wished to teach her how very near he is +continually, even round about her bed and about her path, and +spying out all her ways.</p> +<p>“Do you live here all alone, dear child?” asked +she kindly.</p> +<p>Her words were so sweet and gentle <!-- page 24--><a +name="page24"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 24</span>that they +sounded like the murmur of the brook near the little +child’s home.</p> +<p>“All day long alone, while mother is away at her +work,” answered the child, with her eyes full of sad +tears.</p> +<p>“And what do you do with the weary hours? Do they +not seem very dull and dreary to you?” asked the lady.</p> +<p>“Ah, yes,” said the little one. “I +have nobody to play with or talk to; and I’m glad when the +night comes and I can creep into bed and shut my eyes and forget +everything.”</p> +<p>“What if you had some kind friend ever near, to smile on +you and bless you,—somebody to whom you could tell all your +little sorrows as you are now doing to me?” said the +lady. “Would that be pleasant?”</p> +<p>“Oh yes, indeed!” returned the child. +“Will you stay?” for she had felt it very sweet to be +sitting there <!-- page 25--><a name="page25"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 25</span>with the kind lady’s words +falling like music upon her ear, and her heart was lighter and +happier than it had been in all her life.</p> +<p>“I cannot always be with you,” said the +lady. “But there is One who ‘will never leave +you.’ How beautiful he has made everything about +you!” And she looked upon the green earth, with the +peeping flowers, and upon the delicate shrubs that skirted the +roadside, and the wild-roses and creeping plants along the +hedges, and then she looked up into the blue heavens, with such +an expression of love that the child gazed at her with +rapture.</p> +<p>“Such a good God!” said the lady, still looking up +with the bright light upon her face. “And such a +wondrously beautiful world, where we may walk joyously, with his +love in our hearts as well as all about our <!-- page 26--><a +name="page26"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 26</span>path; and yet +we sit in the dust weeping, and forget that he is our Father, and +that he is watching for us to turn towards him—poor, +wandering, wayward children that we are!”</p> +<p>Though the lady spoke as if to herself, the child knew that +she was thinking of her; for she had not quite put away the shame +of her first appearance; and she touched her white hand timidly +with her brown finger, and said, really in earnest, “I +won’t sit in the dirt again.”</p> +<p>“That’s a dear child,” said her +friend. “You must never again forget that, although +you are poor, and must live in this world for a while, you are in +truth a little exiled princess, and your glorious home is with +the great King, your Father, in the skies; and it does not become +the daughter of so great a King to put herself on a level with +<!-- page 27--><a name="page27"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +27</span>the beasts; but you must lift yourself up more and more +towards heaven.”</p> +<p>The little girl looked at her, and straightened her figure to +its greatest possible height.</p> +<p>“Not to carry yourself proudly, as the daughter of an +earthly king might do,” continued the lady, “but be +above doing a mean or low thing, and try to be heavenly and pure, +like your blessed Lord and Father; and then he will lift you up +to his beautiful, high throne.”</p> +<p>The child’s head drooped again, and she looked +despondingly at her teacher, as if she did not really know what +to do.</p> +<p>“I’m going now,” said the lady; “but I +shall come once a week to see how you get on. I shall not +expect the cobwebs to gather any more in the cottage, nor the +dust to collect upon the floor, nor to shut out the sun from the +window, nor the little <!-- page 28--><a name="page28"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 28</span>princess’s face to be dirty and +ugly; because that would offend the pure and holy God, who made +this world fresh and clean and beautiful, and expects his +children to keep it so. Do you think you will remember +‘Our Father’?”</p> +<p>“‘Who art in heaven,’” said the child, +calling to mind the prayer taught her some time in her life, but +long since almost forgotten.</p> +<p>“Not in heaven <i>only</i>, dear child,” said the +lady. “I want you to think of him as close beside you +always, wherever you go. Can you read?”</p> +<p>“A little.”</p> +<p>The lady opened a pocket-Bible, and drawing the little girl +closer to her, said, “Now, say after me,—</p> +<p>“‘Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? or whither +shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, +thou art there; if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art +there. <!-- page 29--><a name="page29"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 29</span>If I take the wings of the morning, +and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; even there shall thy +hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. If I say, +Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light +about me. Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the +night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both +alike to thee.’</p> +<p>“You see, my dear child,” said she, as she +reverently closed the book, “we cannot get away from God if +we would, and surely we would not try to hide ourselves from so +kind a Friend and Father if we could. Only when we are +doing something that we are ashamed of do we shun the face of one +who loves us; and if we try to flee from the eye of God we may be +sure we are guilty of some wickedness. How much sweeter is +it to do <!-- page 30--><a name="page30"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 30</span>what we know will please him, and +look freely up into his face, as a good child delights to meet +his earthly parent’s smile!”</p> +<p>The lady rose to go, and the child looked wistfully at her and +then at the little Bible.</p> +<p>“Ah yes; I will give you this. It will tell you +what to do.” And she put the book into the +child’s hands. “You will read a chapter every +day till I come?”</p> +<p>The little girl gladly promised, but was sad at the parting; +for never an hour passed so cheerily as the hour with the kind +teacher.</p> +<p>“You may be sure I’ll come again, for <i>He</i> +sends me,” said the lady. And she looked up once more +with the heavenly face, and then stooped till her soft lips +touched the child’s forehead; and, while the pressure of +the gentle kiss thrilled through the very <!-- page 31--><a +name="page31"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 31</span>soul of the +little girl, her friend was gone.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER IV</h2> +<p>“Did she come again?” asked Maddie, who had got +upon her knees in front of Alice, with mouth and eyes and ears +wide open for the story.</p> +<p>“Oh yes; many and many a time,” said Alice. +“And she taught the little girl to see her Father’s +love in the trees, and the flowers, and all about, as she walked +amid his beautiful creation; and she learned to be a neat, tidy +little girl, instead of the dirty, miserable creature that sat +crying in the dirt by the roadside when she first saw her +friend. The lady taught her to look upon herself as greatly +beloved by her Father, and after that she was not miserable any +more.”</p> +<p><!-- page 32--><a name="page32"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +32</span>“Did you ever see the little princess?” +asked Lolly, raising her head from Alice’s lap and looking +earnestly at her.</p> +<p>“Yes, indeed. Every day since the lady came to +her,” said Alice. “She lives in the same +cottage now; but it has grown to be a beautiful place; for +God’s flowers are all about it, and God’s sun streams +in at the window, and all over the mossy roof, like a golden +flood,—and God himself is always with her to keep her from +harm and from being lonely or sad.” And as Alice said +this, the tears glistened in her blue eyes, as the dew-drops +sparkle through the sunlight in the violets.</p> +<p>“We’ll go and see her now,” continued she; +“and I’ll show you two other little exiled +princesses.” And she took Lolly and Maddie down by +the brook-side, and bade them look in <!-- page 33--><a +name="page33"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 33</span>her great +mirror; and there they saw themselves and Alice—all +children of the great King.</p> +<p>“Ah, now I know!” said Maddie, clapping her +hands. “<i>You</i> are the little princess, Alice, +and Miss Mason is the good lady. Is she so nice as all +that?”</p> +<p>“<i>Just as nice</i>, dear Maddie,” replied Alice; +“and if you and Lolly will go with me to the Sunday-school, +she’ll tell us a great many more beautiful stories, to help +us on our way to our heavenly home.</p> +<p>“But come. It is nearly time for us to go +now. Mother will be looking for me. +Good-bye.”</p> +<p>And the little girl with the sunny heart bounded into the +cottage with a smile and a kiss for her mother.</p> +<h2><!-- page 34--><a name="page34"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +34</span>CHAPTER V.</h2> +<p>When Alice left the children, they went sauntering along the +road towards home. Very slowly they walked, and not +joyously and hopefully, as little children do who think of their +father’s house as the brightest and dearest spot in the +whole world.</p> +<p>It was a long distance from the brown cottage of their friend; +but the freshness of the evening made it delightful to be out, +and they had been resting so many hours that they were not +weary. Besides, the twinkling stars came out in the sky, +and there was shining above them the calm, bright moon; and +altogether it was so serene and lovely, that they almost wished +they could be always walking in some pleasant path that should +have no unpleasant thing at the end—such as they felt their +home <!-- page 35--><a name="page35"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +35</span>to be. Presently they came to a bend in the road, +and a few steps from the corner was a low-roofed house, a +ruinous-looking place, with rags stuffed in the broken +window-panes. There were green fields around it, and tall +trees gracefully waving near it; but the old house spoiled the +landscape by its slovenly, shabby appearance.</p> +<p>A dim light was burning in the room nearest the children; and +as they approached, they could see their father and mother +sitting at a table, eating their coarse supper of bread and cold +salt pork.</p> +<p>Lolly thought what a pleasant table Alice had by the +brook-side, and the scent of the violets seemed even now to reach +her, and the music of the waters was in her ears, and the bright, +happy face of her little playmate came freshly before her, making +the dingy room where her parents sat, <!-- page 36--><a +name="page36"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 36</span>with the +gloom of the dim light and the tattered dusty furniture, still +more uninviting and cheerless.</p> +<p>Lolly lingered outside the door, while Maddie entered. +She sat down upon the step, and called to mind all that Alice had +said to them that day.</p> +<p>She was younger than Maddie by a year or two, but her soul was +older—that is, it was more thoughtful and earnest; and +instead of dwelling always on the things of earth, she had a +wistful longing for something higher and better, which +Alice’s words had begun to satisfy.</p> +<p>The cool breeze played upon her cheek, and the sound of the +air, as it rustled the leaves, and the breath of the +flower-scented meadows fell soothingly upon her senses; and as +she looked up into the starry sky, with its myriads of gleaming +lights, and recalled the story, she felt within herself <!-- page +37--><a name="page37"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 37</span>that +indeed she was a little princess as well as Alice, and that far +above all the glory of the heavens her Father was awaiting her +return to the heavenly palace.</p> +<p>“Maddie and I mustn’t forget these things,” +said she to herself; “but must try to get ready for our +better home.”</p> +<p>So much was Lolly thinking of the things she had heard in the +story, that she might have sat there in the dew all night, but +that her mother called her to eat her supper and go to bed.</p> +<p>Maddie was already fast asleep upon a trundle-bed, that was +pushed under the great bed by day, and drawn out at night; for +there were only the two rooms in the house, and they had to make +the most of all the space.</p> +<p>Lolly had never felt the house so small and close as on this +night; for <!-- page 38--><a name="page38"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 38</span>her soul was swelling with such large +free thoughts, that the four narrow walls of the bedroom seemed +to press in upon her and almost to stop her breath.</p> +<p>She could not go to bed until she had opened the window and +looked up once more into the bright sky; and as she did so, she +said very earnestly, “O my Father!”</p> +<p>She did not know any prayers. She had never been taught +to call upon God. Most that she had ever heard of the other +life was through Alice’s story that day; and her heart was +so glad of the knowledge, that it already began to go out towards +her heavenly home and her gracious Father.</p> +<p>As she spoke these words, there came such a happy feeling to +her spirit—a feeling that she was not alone, but that she +was watched over <!-- page 39--><a name="page39"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 39</span>and protected; and with a sense of +security and safety, such as she had never before known, she lay +down beside her sister, and was soon sweetly slumbering.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER VI.</h2> +<p>Lolly was awakened in the morning by the fretful voice of her +mother, as she went scolding about the house, trying to pick up +something for breakfast; and she heard her father answering her +in no pleasant mood, and kicking about the floor whatever came in +his way.</p> +<p>It was a sad awakening for poor Lolly, and, for the minute, it +put wholly out of her mind the pleasure of the previous day, and +the lesson learned in the green and sunny place by the +brook-side; and she was sorely <!-- page 40--><a +name="page40"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 40</span>tempted to +cover her head with the bed-clothes, and sleep again, until her +parents were off to their work, and then give herself up to +idleness and play, as she had always done. But the bright +happy face of Alice came before her to help her, and she was out +of bed in a minute.</p> +<p>“Maddie, Maddie!” said she, leaning over her +sister and giving her the least bit of a shake in order to arouse +her; “come, get up. The sun is shining on the wall, +and it is a beautiful day. I want you to go with me for +Alice.”</p> +<p>“Get away!” returned Maddie in a huff. +“I haven’t slept half enough!” And, +settling herself again, she dropped off into a heavier slumber; +while Lolly, seeing that it would do no good to disturb her, +dressed herself and went into the other room.</p> +<p>Her mother was baking a cake, and <!-- page 41--><a +name="page41"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 41</span>her father +sat near, idle. Both looked surprised to see Lolly up so +early.</p> +<p>There was a woollen-factory in the village, perhaps half a +mile away, and they were off generally long before the children +were up; and Maddie and Lolly usually ate such pickings as they +left upon the table, and spent their days as they pleased, with +little thought or care from their parents.</p> +<p>Lolly could not wait to get her breakfast. She cared for +nothing to eat, now that her mind was intent upon some great +thing, and she sped away over the dewy grass to find her new +friend. She had never been in Alice’s house, for they +had only lived a little while in the place where they now were, +and Maddie alone had found out their neighbour. Her sister +would not always let her play with her, and it was only a mere +chance that led her to follow Maddie <!-- page 42--><a +name="page42"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 42</span>the day +before and get acquainted with Alice.</p> +<p>I did not mean to say <i>chance</i>. I would rather say +a kind watchful <i>Providence</i>—which is the true and +right word for a Christian to use; because everything that +happens in this world is governed by God’s over-ruling +power for some good purpose; and Lolly was led to the spot where +her sister and Alice were at play, expressly that she might learn +something of her bright, eternal home.</p> +<p>Now that she had seen the sunny-hearted little girl once, it +took her but very few minutes to find her again.</p> +<p>The distance seemed nothing at all; and, from the time she +left her own door, she could see the cheerful face all along her +way, making her walk very pleasant and not in the least +lonely.</p> +<p><!-- page 43--><a name="page43"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +43</span>The cottage door was wide open, and the sunlight lay in +golden streaks on the floor at the entrance, where Tabby had +stretched herself comfortably. Lolly could see into the +little square room at the right.</p> +<p>The table was spread with a neat, white cloth, and Alice and +her mother were eating their breakfast together. There were +two white plates on the table, and white cups and saucers, and a +smoking dish of porridge. All this Lolly could see as she +stood hesitating near the door; but, in a minute, Alice caught a +glimpse of her little, shy face, and ran to lead her in.</p> +<p>“You must have some of this nice breakfast,” said +she, giving Lolly a plateful of the porridge, and pouring some +milk on it from a small white pitcher.</p> +<p>Lolly looked timidly at Alice’s mother, to see if she +might eat it; and <!-- page 44--><a name="page44"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 44</span>the kind pleasant smile she received +made her feel quite at home, so that she needed no further +urging.</p> +<p>Soon after the mother went away, and left Alice to put the +room in order; and, when all things were right, Alice said +“she could go with Lolly as well as not that day, and they +would make a pretty place of the shabby cottage; for it was just +in the best spot—so wild and shady and green.”</p> +<p>It was rather a sorrowful task at the beginning, and almost +any other little girl than Alice would have been quite +discouraged.</p> +<p>There was a great deal of rubbish in the sitting-room, and the +floor and windows looked as if they had never known anything of +soap and water. Maddie sat upon the top of a half-barrel, +swinging her brown, soiled feet, and playing with a black puppy, +<!-- page 45--><a name="page45"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +45</span>that was snapping at her toes; while the table was +strewn with crumbs and dirty dishes from the morning’s +meal, and chips and sticks and bits of rags were upon the +floor.</p> +<p>She looked as if she had just got out of bed. Her face +was dull, and her hair showed no touch of brush or comb, and her +nails were long and dirty; but she jumped from her perch with +some signs of shame as she saw Alice, so neat and tidy, at the +door; and she began to scramble about as if she wished to make +things a little better.</p> +<p>“May I help you to-day, Maddie?” asked +Alice. “I haven’t any work at home, and I like +to get things tidy. We’ll make such a room of this +before night!” And, without another word, she began in +earnest to bring order out of strange confusion.</p> +<p>Lolly was a capital helper, because <!-- page 46--><a +name="page46"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 46</span>her heart was +in the matter, and she really wanted a pleasant, cheerful home; +but Maddie was content to look on, and scarcely moved a finger to +help.</p> +<p>They packed away the wood and chips in the closet under the +lowest shelf, and washed the dishes and set them up edgewise in +their proper places; and they mopped the floor, and scrubbed the +windows and table, and brought boughs of evergreen to hang upon +the nails around the walls and make it cheerful and pretty.</p> +<p>Alice thought of this. She said, “Rich folks hang +paintings on their walls—and these are God’s +pictures, the work of his almighty fingers, and so +beautiful! Why not put them where we can always look at +them, and in them see his love and kindness?”</p> +<p>Lolly thought her the most wonderful <!-- page 47--><a +name="page47"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 47</span>little girl +in all the world, and clapped her hands for joy as she looked +upon the altered room.</p> +<p>Then they went outside, and swept the sticks and chips from +the lawn; and Maddie managed to hunt up a hammer and some old +rusty nails, and to help Alice to fasten the loose boards upon +the door, which improved it more than anything else could do.</p> +<p>It was so low from the roof to the ground that by stepping on +a chair they could easily reach; and they trained a running +rose-bush, that had been long neglected, and hung, trailing, over +the grass, so that it nearly covered the whole side of the +cottage, and would soon be like a bright green mantle over the +dark walls.</p> +<h2><!-- page 48--><a name="page48"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +48</span>CHAPTER VII.</h2> +<p>Just as they had finished their labours, and Alice had +prevailed upon Maddie to put herself in a little better order, +and the three young friends had seated themselves upon the step +to get something from Alice’s Bible—some words of +love and blessing, as Alice said, from their heavenly +Father—there came a lady up the road towards them. +She was walking very slowly along, with her parasol shielding her +face, so that it was quite concealed from the children; but Alice +knew her dress, and ran quickly to meet her, crying joyously, +“It is Miss Mason, dear Lolly!”</p> +<p>Maddie ran into the cottage and hid behind the door, like a +foolish little girl; but Lolly sat still, very glad that the good +teacher was coming to speak to her, yet trembling with a <!-- +page 49--><a name="page49"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +49</span>sort of nervous fear; because she was a shy little girl, +and so seldom saw strangers.</p> +<p>She wondered that Alice dared go so fearlessly up and walk +along, with her hand in Miss Mason’s hand, and her face +upturned towards the lady’s, while she talked as freely as +if it had been herself or Maddie listening. But when Miss +Mason stood by the step and stooped down to kiss her sun-burned +cheek, and said sweetly, “So this is your little friend +Lolly, is it, Alice?” she did not wonder any longer; for +her heart leaped to meet the gentle lady, and she could not take +her eyes from such a kind and loving face.</p> +<p>“Where’s Maddie?” asked Miss Mason, with a +smile.</p> +<p>She could see her peeping through the crack of the door; and, +understanding the case, she said carelessly,—</p> +<p><!-- page 50--><a name="page50"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +50</span>“I suppose she will join us by-and-by. We +will sit here and read in Alice’s book until she comes, and +then I want to talk to you. Alice told me you lived here, +Lolly, and I want you to go to the Sunday-school. We are +very happy there, are we not, Alice?”</p> +<p>Alice answered with a beaming face, and she and Lolly sat, one +on each side of the teacher, and listened as she read to them +from God’s holy Word.</p> +<p>She read first about the creation of this beautiful world, and +the garden where Adam and Eve were placed; and, when she had made +Lolly and Maddie understand all about how sin came—for +Maddie, attracted by the sweet voice and pleasant manner, had +crept softly from her hiding-place and curled herself upon the +step behind the lady—Miss Mason turned to the <!-- page +51--><a name="page51"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 51</span>New +Testament and read to them a few verses about Jesus, who took +upon himself our nature and suffered for our sins.</p> +<p>The children were much impressed by the story of the +Saviour’s sufferings and death; and when the teacher told +them that every naughty word and deed of theirs was like a nail +in the Saviour’s feet or hands, they felt that they would +never again do a wicked thing.</p> +<p>Then she told them how impossible it would be for them to keep +from sin without God’s continual help; and she taught them +how to look up to him and ask for his aid and blessing. And +when she had made sure that they could say a short prayer, and +had obtained a promise from them that they would go every Sunday +to the Sunday-school, she kissed them all three very +affectionately, and went on to search <!-- page 52--><a +name="page52"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 52</span>for others of +her heavenly Father’s wandering children.</p> +<p>“When she had gone quite out of sight, and they were +taking another good look at the changed rooms, that seemed so +grand to them all, Lolly said thoughtfully to Alice,—</p> +<p>“Do you think the great King will like to come here +now?”</p> +<p>“He <i>is</i> here,” said Alice reverently. +“Don’t you feel it, Lolly? We never see him, +you know, as we see each other; but we feel that he is near, just +as you feel that your mother is in the room even when the +darkness hides her from your eyes.”</p> +<p>Lolly repeated the little prayer softly, “O my heavenly +Father, I will try to love thee. Wilt thou not come unto +me, and be with me wherever I am, and help me to be thy +child?” And, as she said the words, she knew that God +was with her, and <!-- page 53--><a name="page53"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 53</span>that from that hour there was a +Presence in the house that would drive away all the gloom, and +make such brightness as filled the cottage of her little +friend.</p> +<p>It was time for Alice to go; but she lingered a little while +longer to teach Maddie how to prepare the supper, so that when +her mother came home weary from her labour, there might be no +more hard work for her to do, but real comfort and rest.</p> +<p>“Now, don’t get tired of housekeeping,” said +she, as she tied on her sun-bonnet to go. “I shall +run over some day to see how you get on; and I’m sure +it’s so much prettier to be sweet, and clean, and tidy, +that you’ll love to keep the house nice.” And +away she tripped to make things pleasant for her own dear, +hard-working mother.</p> +<p>Sunny little girl! She knew how <!-- page 54--><a +name="page54"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 54</span>many tiresome +steps her diligent hands and loving heart could save her poor +widowed mother; and in everything she did there was a tender +thought of the warm heart against which her infant head had lain +when her little feet and hands were weak and helpless.</p> +<p>She was glad now that they had grown strong to aid, that she +could give back some of the care and effort. Alice never +dreamed of growing impatient in her mother’s service. +She did not wait to be asked to help her, but watched for +opportunities, and so proved a great blessing and treasure in the +lowly cottage home, that would have been very dismal and sad +without her sunny, buoyant little body.</p> +<h2><!-- page 55--><a name="page55"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +55</span>CHAPTER VIII.</h2> +<p>Peter Rand and his wife came lagging up the road as the sun +was setting. They had passed an uncommonly laborious day, +and were completely tired out with their toil. They were +very silent, and were thinking what a sad, miserable home was +theirs, and how little of cheer they had in life. Nothing +seemed bright to them, although the earth was like a paradise for +greenness and fragrance and beauty. As they drew near the +house, Mr. Rand was very much surprised by the great change in +the outward aspect of the place. He could scarcely believe +that he had not mistaken the road, and come to some other cottage +than the slovenly one that he had left in the morning.</p> +<p>His wife, intent upon the supper that her hungry appetite +craved, had <!-- page 56--><a name="page56"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 56</span>pressed forward in haste to prepare +it.</p> +<p>As she entered the door, however, she started back with the +strange feeling that she was in the house of some neighbour; but +Pug, the little dog, ran frisking about her, and convinced her +that is was indeed her own house.</p> +<p>The table was set in the middle of the room, and the dishes +were arranged in nice order; and just in the centre was +Lolly’s pewter mug, with a bunch of sweet, blue violets to +grace it all.</p> +<p>There was the savoury odour of the baking cake from the fire, +and the fumes of the steeping tea filled the room, and already +gave a sense of refreshing to the weary work-people.</p> +<p>The rags were taken from the windows, and square bits of paper +were pinned over the openings; and the floor was neat and clean, +and the beautiful green boughs hung upon the <!-- page 57--><a +name="page57"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 57</span>walls, and +the children sat, with clean hands and faces, awaiting the return +of father and mother.</p> +<p>They looked so bright and happy that the weary couple quite +forgot their fatigue, and chatted merrily over their pleasant +meal, praising the children for their thoughtful work, and saying +they didn’t believe there was a more beautiful home in the +world than theirs.</p> +<p>Altogether, it was a very happy evening. Maddie and +Lolly made their father and mother sit down quietly while they +cleared off the table, and washed the dishes, and swept the +crumbs away; and then they all had a cozy little time, talking of +new hopes and plans. For the change was so comfortable that +it put life and spirits into every soul; and the father said he +would get some glass and putty and mend the windows; <!-- page +58--><a name="page58"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 58</span>and +the mother would make some white curtains, and the children would +get evergreen and form it into wreaths to loop them up. Oh, +it takes so little to make a cheerful, happy home! It is +only the idle and vicious that need be really miserable. If +God does not always give us plenty of money, he furnishes us with +so many rich things in this world of his, that we may adorn even +a lowly and barren place until it shall appear richer than the +gayest palace. Maddie and Lolly found this out through +Alice; and every day they hunted the woods for mosses and +flowers, and their father made little shelves to put them on, and +formed many a pretty seat of twisted branches of trees; so that +by-and-by their cottage was one of the prettiest places anywhere +around, and attracted the notice of everybody that passed it.</p> +<p><!-- page 59--><a name="page59"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +59</span>Miss Mason came very often, now that she had found them +out; and she not only prevailed on the parents to send their +children to Sunday-school, but they themselves went regularly to +church, and tried to serve the great and holy God who had put it +into the hearts of their children to make their earthly place of +abode something akin to the better home.</p> +<p>So soon as they began to feel the presence of the heavenly +King, all the despondency and gloom vanished, and, even though +poor and hard-working, they were happy in the possession of such +riches as nothing but the love and favour of our heavenly Father +can give.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER IX.</h2> +<p>It was not very long after the children learned to look away +from earth <!-- page 60--><a name="page60"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 60</span>to the blest abode beyond the skies, +when Lolly began to droop and grow weak and listless; and, +although her parents and Maddie thought it was but a trifling +illness, she herself felt that her Father was about to call her +home. She was not afraid to die; and, when she grew so +languid that her little feet lost the power to take her to the +Sunday-school, Miss Mason and Alice and the kind minister came +often to talk to her of her approaching joy.</p> +<p>There was one beautiful little story that the minister used to +tell her over and over again, she liked it so much. I do +not know whether he made it, or whether he got it from some book; +but I want to tell it to you, for I like it as well as Lolly +did. It is this:—“There was a bright, beautiful +butterfly that was about to die. She had laid her eggs on a +cabbage-leaf in <!-- page 61--><a name="page61"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 61</span>the garden; and, as she thought of +her children, she said to a caterpillar that was crawling upon +the leaf, ‘I am going to die. I feel my strength fast +failing, and I want you to take care of my little +ones.’</p> +<p>“The caterpillar promised, and the butterfly folded her +wings and breathed her last.</p> +<p>“Then the caterpillar did not know what to do. She +wanted some instruction with regard to her charge: so she thought +she would ask a lark, that went soaring up into the blue +sky. At first the lark was silent, and plumed his wings and +went up—up—up, as if to gather wisdom for his answer; +and then he came, singing, down and said,—</p> +<p>“‘I’ll tell you something about your charge; +but you won’t believe me. These young butterflies +that you look for will become caterpillars.’</p> +<p><!-- page 62--><a name="page62"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +62</span>“‘Poh! poh!’ said the old +caterpillar. ‘I don’t believe a word of +it.’</p> +<p>“‘No; I told you you wouldn’t. And +what do you suppose they will live upon?’ said the +lark.</p> +<p>“‘Why, the dew and the sweet honey from the +flowers, to be sure,’ replied the caterpillar. +‘That is what all butterflies live on.’</p> +<p>“‘They won’t, indeed,’ said the +lark. ‘They will eat cabbage-leaves.’ And +he went soaring away again into the clear heavens.</p> +<p>“Presently, back he came and said to the +caterpillar,—</p> +<p>“‘I’ll tell you something stranger still +about yourself. You’ll be a beautiful +butterfly.’</p> +<p>“The caterpillar laughed at the idea; but, as she turned +around and saw the eggs upon the leaf all hatched into little +crawling caterpillars, she was forced to believe what the lark +<!-- page 63--><a name="page63"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +63</span>had said concerning herself; and she went about as happy +as could be, telling everybody what a glorious change would come +to her after she had folded herself in her close +chrysalis.”</p> +<p>The minister told Lolly that this caterpillar in the chrysalis +was like us worms of the dust when lying in the narrow grave +enshrouded in our death-robes; and that, like as the caterpillar +bursts his darksome bonds and soars away upon butterfly pinions, +so shall we come forth from the tomb on the resurrection day, and +with angel-wings mount upward to the world of light and +peace. Then he read a few verses to her from that beautiful +account of the rising from the dead, in the fifteenth chapter of +the First Epistle to the Corinthians.</p> +<p>Lolly would lie upon her sick-bed and fasten her earnest eyes +upon him as he read and as he spoke so sweetly <!-- page 64--><a +name="page64"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 64</span>to her of the +other life; and then she would look away through the open window +to the heavens above, and seem to see the face of her Father, who +was drawing her slowly to himself.</p> +<p>End of the Project Gutenberg eBook *** Corrected to here, +fully spell-checked, italic check done, scaps check done ***</p> +<p>***END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LITTLE ALICE'S PALACE***</p> +<pre> + + +***** This file should be named 19063-h.htm or 19063-h.zip****** + + +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: +http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/9/0/6/19063 + + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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