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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Apple Dumpling and Other Stories for
+Young Boys and Girls, by Unknown
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+Title: The Apple Dumpling and Other Stories for Young Boys and Girls
+
+Author: Unknown
+
+Release Date: September 23, 2007 [EBook #22740]
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+Language: English
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+                      [Illustration]
+
+
+                           THE
+
+                     APPLE DUMPLING,
+
+                           AND
+
+                      OTHER STORIES
+
+                           FOR
+
+                  YOUNG BOYS AND GIRLS.
+
+
+
+
+                         LONDON:
+             ADDEY & CO., 21 OLD BOND STREET.
+
+                        MDCCCLII.
+
+
+
+
+                         LONDON:
+
+ Printed by G. BARCLAY, Castle St. Leicester Sq.
+
+
+
+
+TO LITTLE GIRLS AND BOYS.
+
+
+Once on a time there lived a little bit of a lady, who had a great many
+nephews and nieces. She was very little indeed, so all the children
+loved her, and said she was the best little Auntie in the world, and
+exactly the right size to play with them and tell them stories.
+Sometimes she told them stories about great and good men; sometimes
+funny stories about Frizzlefits and Rumplestiltskin, and sometimes she
+would make them nearly die with laughing at stories about the Dutchman,
+Hansansvanansvananderdansvaniedeneidendiesandesan.
+
+At last, one day, one of her nieces said to her, "Dear Auntie, do write
+some stories, and put them in a book for us to read, and keep, as long
+as we live."
+
+The little Aunt thought this was a very good plan, and _here_ are the
+stories, dear little children, for all of you. If you like them, just
+let me know, and you shall have some more next year from
+
+                                             AUNT FANNY.
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS.
+
+
+                                               PAGE
+
+TO LITTLE GIRLS AND BOYS                        iii
+
+THE APPLE DUMPLING                                1
+
+THE BROTHERS                                      8
+
+ANNIE BROWNE                                     22
+
+THE THREE BEARS                                  29
+
+ABOUT MINDING QUICKLY                            38
+
+THE TWINS                                        47
+
+THE LITTLE BOY THAT WAS AFRAID OF THE WATER      56
+
+THE MAY QUEEN                                    62
+
+THE TOOTHACHE                                    73
+
+THE BOYS' SCHOOL                                 79
+
+THE CHRISTMAS PARTY                             101
+
+
+
+
+THE APPLE DUMPLING.
+
+
+Many years ago, there was a little old woman who lived a long way off in
+the woods. She lived all by herself, in a little cottage with only two
+rooms in it, and she made her living by knitting blue woollen stockings,
+and selling them.
+
+One morning the old woman brushed up the hearth all clean, and put
+everything in order; then she went to the pantry and took out a great
+black pot, and filled it full of water, and hung it over the fire, and
+then she sat down in her arm-chair by the fire. She took her spectacles
+out of her pocket and put them on her nose, and began to knit a great
+blue woollen stocking.
+
+Very soon she said to herself, "I wonder what I shall have for dinner?
+I think I will make an apple dumpling." So she put her knitting down,
+and took her spectacles off her nose, and put them in her pocket, and,
+getting out of her arm-chair, she went to the cupboard and got three
+nice rosy-cheeked apples. Then she went to the knife-box and got a
+knife; and then she took a yellow dish from the dresser, and sat down in
+her arm-chair, and began to pare the apples.
+
+After she had pared the apples, she cut each one into four quarters.
+Then she got up again, and set the dish of apples on the table, and went
+to the cupboard, and got some flour and a lump of butter. Then she took
+a pitcher, and went out-of-doors to a little spring of water close by,
+and filled the pitcher with clear, cold water. So she mixed up the flour
+and butter, and made them into a nice paste with the water; and then she
+went behind the door, and took down a rolling-pin that was hung up by a
+string, and rolled out the paste, and put the apples inside, and covered
+the apples all up with the paste. "That looks nice," said the old woman.
+So she tied up the dumpling in a nice clean cloth, and put it into the
+great black pot that was over the fire.
+
+After she had brushed up the hearth again, and put all the things she
+had used away, she sat down in her arm-chair by the fire, and took her
+spectacles out of her pocket and put them on her nose, and began to knit
+the big blue woollen stocking.
+
+She knit eight times round the stocking, and then she said to herself,
+"I wonder if the dumpling is done?" So she laid down her knitting, and
+took a steel fork from the mantelpiece, and lifted the lid of the pot
+and looked in.
+
+As she was looking in, her spectacles tumbled off her nose, and fell
+into the pot.
+
+"Oh, dear! oh, dear!--that's bad! that's bad!" said the old woman.
+
+She got the bright tongs, and fished up her spectacles, and wiped them
+with the corner of her apron, and put them on her nose again, and then
+she stuck the fork into the apple dumpling.
+
+The apples were hard. "No, no, no," she said; "it is not done yet."
+
+So she put on the lid of the pot, and laid the fork on the mantelpiece,
+and sat down in her arm-chair, and began to knit again on the big blue
+woollen stocking.
+
+She knit six times round the stocking, and then she said to herself, "I
+wonder if the dumpling is done?"
+
+So she put her knitting down, and took the fork from the mantelpiece,
+and lifted the lid of the pot and looked in.
+
+As she was looking in, her spectacles tumbled off her nose, and fell
+into the pot.
+
+"Oh, dear! oh, dear!--that's bad! that's bad!" said the old woman.
+
+She got the bright tongs and fished up her spectacles, and wiped them
+with the corner of her apron, and put them on her nose again, and took
+the fork and stuck it into the dumpling. The apples were just beginning
+to get soft.
+
+"No, no, no; it is not quite done yet," said the old woman.
+
+So she put on the lid of the pot, and laid the fork on the mantelpiece,
+and sat down in her arm-chair, and began to knit again on the big blue
+woollen stocking.
+
+She knit twice round the stocking, and then she said to herself, "I
+wonder if the dumpling is done?"
+
+So she laid down her knitting, and took the fork from the mantelpiece,
+and lifted the lid of the pot, and looked in.
+
+As she was looking in, her spectacles tumbled off her nose, and fell
+into the pot.
+
+"Oh, dear! oh, dear!--that's bad! that's bad!" said the old woman.
+
+She got the bright tongs and fished up her spectacles, and wiped them
+with the corner of her apron, and put them on her nose again, and took
+the fork and stuck it into the dumpling.
+
+The apples were quite soft. "Yes, yes, yes; the dumpling is done," said
+the old woman.
+
+So she took the dumpling out of the pot, and untied the cloth, and
+turned it into a yellow dish, and set it upon the table.
+
+Then she went to the cupboard and got a plate, and then to the knife-box
+and got a knife; then she took the fork from the mantelpiece, and drew
+her arm-chair close up to the table, and sat down in it, and cut off a
+piece of the dumpling, and put it on her plate.
+
+It was very hot, and it smoked a great deal; so the old woman began to
+blow it. She blew very hard. As she was blowing, her spectacles tumbled
+off her nose, and fell into the dumpling.
+
+"Oh, dear! oh, dear!--that's bad! that's bad!" said the old woman.
+
+She took her spectacles out of her plate, and wiped them with the
+corner of her apron, and said to herself, "I must get a new nose. My
+nose is so little, that my spectacles will not stick on my nose."
+
+So she put her spectacles into her pocket, and began to eat the
+dumpling.
+
+It was quite cool now. So the old woman ate it all up, and said it was
+very good indeed.
+
+
+
+
+THE BROTHERS.
+
+
+One day Henry came bounding home from school, his face beaming with joy.
+He was head of his class, and he held fast in his hand a fine silver
+medal, which had been awarded to him for good behaviour.
+
+"Oh!" said he to himself, as he ran along, "how happy this will make my
+dear Mother. I know she will kiss me; perhaps she will kiss me five or
+six times, and call me her dear, dear boy. Oh! how I love my Mother!"
+
+He ran up the steps of the house where he lived as he said this, and
+pulled the bell very hard, for he was in a great hurry. His Father
+opened the door. "Hush! Henry," said he, "come in very softly, your
+Mother is very ill."
+
+"My Mother! Dear Father, what is the matter with her? May I go in to her
+if I will step very softly?"
+
+"No," said his Father, "you must not see her now; you must be very still
+indeed. I see, my dear boy, that you have been rewarded for good conduct
+in school; I am glad that I have so good a son. And now, Henry, I know
+you love your Mother so much, that you will promise me to be very still,
+and wait patiently until she is able to see you." As he said this, he
+drew Henry close to him, and smoothed down his long curling hair, and
+kissed his cheek.
+
+Henry threw his arms around his Father's neck, and promised him; and
+then, putting away his medal, he went softly, on tiptoe, up to his
+play-room, and shutting the door, began to work at a ship that he was
+rigging. He did not get on very fast, for he could not help thinking of
+his dear Mother, and wishing he could see her. She had hemmed all the
+sails of the ship for him, and he was going to name it the "Eliza,"
+after her.
+
+The next morning Susan, the old nurse, knocked very early at the door of
+the room where Henry slept. "Master Henry," said she, "what do you think
+happened last night?"
+
+"What did?" said Henry, sitting up in the bed; "is my Mother better?"
+
+"Yes, she is better," replied Susan, "but do guess what has come.
+Something that you have wished for very often. Something you can play
+with, and take care of, and love more than you love your dog Hector."
+
+"Is it alive?" said Henry.
+
+"Yes," replied Susan, "it is alive, and in your Mother's room."
+
+"Can it be a brother--a real live brother?" cried Henry, jumping out of
+bed, and running up to Susan.
+
+"Yes, it is a brother--a real live brother!" said Susan, laughing.
+
+"I've got a brother! I've got a brother--a real brother!" shouted Henry,
+running up and down the room, clapping his hands, jumping over the
+chairs, and making a terrible noise, for in his joy he hardly knew what
+he was about.
+
+"Oh, hush, Master Henry!" said Susan. "What a crazy little fellow! your
+Mother is still very ill. Now dress yourself quickly and quietly, and
+you shall see your little brother."
+
+Henry trembled with joy, and in his haste he put his feet into the arms
+of his jacket, and his arms into the legs of his trousers; but after a
+while he managed to get them on right, and though he washed his face and
+hands in a minute, and brushed his hair with the back of the brush, yet
+he did not look so bad as you might suppose.
+
+He went very softly into his Mother's room. It was darkened, and he
+could not see very well. He went up to the side of the bed. His Mother
+smiled, and said, "Come here, my son." Her face was pale, but it had a
+very happy look, for in her arms, sweetly sleeping, was the little
+brother that Henry had longed for. He had a sister, who was nearly his
+own age, but he had always wished for a brother, and the brother had
+come at last.
+
+"Dear Mother, may I help you take care of my little brother?" said
+Henry; "you know I am strong enough to hold him. I would not let him
+fall for the world."
+
+"Yes, dear boy," replied his Mother; "when he is a little older, I
+shall have a great deal of comfort in trusting this dear little brother
+with you. It is more necessary now than ever, my son, that you should
+try always to be good, and to set a good example before your brother. He
+will be sure to do just as you do. If you are a good boy, you will be a
+good man; and how happy you will be, when you are grown up, to think
+that your good example will have made your brother a good boy, and a
+good man too. Now kiss me, and go and get your breakfast."
+
+Henry kissed his Mother, and told her of his good conduct in school, at
+which she was very glad, and then stooping down, he kissed the soft
+cheek of the little sleeping baby, and went gently out of the room.
+
+In a few weeks his Mother got quite well, and Charles (that was the
+baby's name) began to laugh and play with his brother. Henry was never
+so happy as when he was with little Charley. He always put him to sleep
+at night. The dear little fellow would clasp his little hand tight round
+one of Henry's fingers, and fall to sleep in his bed, while his brother
+sang to him.
+
+One day when Charles was about four years old, he said, "Dear brother,
+will you ride me on your back?" Henry was very busy just then; he was
+making a bow and arrow. He looked down, and saw a sweet little face, and
+two bright blue eyes, looking at him, and saying as plainly as eyes
+could say, "Do, dear brother." So he said, "Yes, Charley, I will, if you
+will help me to put away my things." Charles ran about, and helped Henry
+put his play-room in nice order, and then climbing on his back, and
+holding fast to a ribbon for a bridle, which Henry held between his
+teeth, he gave him a little tap on the shoulder, and crying, "Get up,
+old fellow," away they went around the room, Henry galloping so hard,
+that Charles bounced about almost as much as if he was on a real pony.
+
+"Let us go in the parlours, they are a great deal larger," said Charles;
+"do, dear brother."
+
+"I am afraid it would not be right," replied Henry; "we may break
+something. Mother has said that we had better never play there."
+
+"But we will be so careful," said the little boy; "we can play circus so
+nice. I _want_ to go in the parlour."
+
+Henry's Father and Mother had gone out riding, so he could not ask
+leave to play in the parlours. He was almost sure it was wrong to go
+there, but he wanted to gratify his brother; so, promising himself to be
+very careful, he trotted down stairs into the parlour, with Charles on
+his back. At first he went slowly round the two rooms, but Charles began
+to whip his horse and cry, "Get up, old boy, you are getting lazy. You
+shall be a race-horse. Now go faster, faster; go round the room like
+lightning."
+
+So round he went, fast and faster, shaking his head, and taking great
+jumps, and kicking his legs up behind, with Charley holding on, laughing
+and screaming with delight, till, alas! sad to tell, his elbow brushed
+against a beautiful and costly vase, which stood upon a little table,
+knocked it off, and broke it into a hundred pieces.
+
+Henry stopped short, and let Charles slide down from his back. He
+looked at the broken vase, and then at his brother, and Charles looked
+at Henry, and then at the pieces on the floor.
+
+"It is all broken," said he. "It can't be mended at all; can it,
+brother?"
+
+"No, it is past mending," said Henry; "and the first thing we must do
+will be to tell Mother."
+
+"Oh, no!" said the little boy; "I am afraid to tell her."
+
+"We must never be afraid to tell the truth, dear Charley. I will set you
+a good example. You shall never learn to tell a lie from me." Henry had
+always remembered what his Mother had said to him, the very first time
+he ever saw his little brother; and very often, when he was tempted to
+be naughty, or get in a passion, the words, "Your brother will do just
+as you do," would seem to come from his heart, and he would conquer his
+passion.
+
+In a few moments the boys heard the wheels of the carriage. Henry went
+to the hall door, and opened it. He held Charles by the hand. He had to
+hold him very tight, for Charles tried to get away. His face was pale.
+He waited until his Mother got out of the carriage and came up the
+steps, and, taking hold of her hand and looking up in her face, he said,
+in a firm voice, "Mother, I have broken your vase."
+
+"And I, too," said the little boy; "and it is broken all to pieces."
+
+Henry was glad to hear his little brother say this; and oh! how happy it
+made him feel, to think that the child had learned to speak the truth
+from him.
+
+Their Mother kissed them both and said, "My darling boys, I am rejoiced
+that you are not afraid to speak the truth. I would rather lose twenty
+vases than have you tell a lie. But you knew it was wrong to play in the
+parlours; did you not?"
+
+"Yes, dear Mother, it was wrong, and I knew it was," replied Henry. "I
+will submit to any punishment you think right. I ought to have
+remembered that you advised us not to go there."
+
+"If you think you ought to be punished," said his Mother, "Charley shall
+go to bed to-night without your singing to him. This will make you both
+remember. Is that right?"
+
+"Yes, dear Mother," said Henry; but he looked very sorry; and little
+Charles made up a long face, for he loved his brother so much, that he
+could not bear to think that he must go to sleep without holding his
+finger and hearing him sing.
+
+When bed-time came, Charley wanted to beg his Mother to think of some
+other punishment for him. He wanted his dear brother so much. He looked
+at Henry, but Henry said, "Good-night, little fellow; we deserve this.
+Come! one night will soon be over. Now, let us see how well you can
+behave;" and he gave him a smile, and a kiss so full of love, that the
+little fellow put his lips tight together, and marched off to bed
+without a tear. It was hard to do it, but he had this kind brother to
+set him a good example, and he was determined to be as good a boy as
+Henry.
+
+Not many weeks after this, poor little Charles was taken sick. He was
+very sick indeed, and every day he grew worse. The doctor did all he
+could for him, and Henry stayed with him night and day, and would hardly
+take any rest. He gave him all his medicine, and sang to him very often
+when he was in pain. But Charles did not get any better, and at last the
+doctor said that he could not make him well--the little boy must die.
+
+When Henry heard this, the tears burst from his eyes, and he sobbed out,
+"Oh, my brother! oh, my brother! I cannot part with you, my little
+precious brother."
+
+The poor little fellow had become so weak and thin that he could
+scarcely lift his hands from the bed where he lay.
+
+The last night came. He knew that he would not live many hours, for his
+dear Mother had said so; and now she told him, that as he had always
+tried to be a good boy, he would go to Heaven, and Jesus would take him
+into His bosom, and love him, and keep him, until they came to him.
+
+His little pale face grew bright. "Dear Mother," said he, "will Jesus
+let my brother come to me? I want my brother in Heaven. Come here close
+to me," said he to Henry. His brother leaned his face down close to the
+little boy's face, and helped him clasp his arms around his neck, and
+then he whispered, in a soft, weak voice, "Do not cry, dear brother--do
+not cry any more. I will pray to Jesus to let you come very soon and
+sing me to sleep in Heaven."
+
+These were the last words he spoke, for his breath grew shorter and
+shorter, and soon after his little hand dropped away from his brother's,
+and he was dead.
+
+And his Father had him buried in Highgate Cemetery.
+
+It was in the summer time that he died, and his brother Henry planted a
+white rose-bush at the foot of the little grave, and a red rose-bush at
+the head, and often in the pleasant summer afternoons he would go alone
+to Highgate, and sit upon little Charley's grave, and think how he might
+at that moment be praying for him in Heaven.
+
+Henry is now a man. He was always a good boy. He is now a good man; and
+although many years have passed since he lost his little brother, he
+goes every summer to Highgate to visit his grave; and the tears always
+come into his eyes when he speaks of him, and tells that little
+Charley's last words were, that he would pray to Jesus to let his
+darling brother come soon, and sing him to sleep in Heaven.
+
+
+
+
+ANNIE BROWNE.
+
+
+Little Annie Browne was an only child, that is, she had no little
+brothers or sisters; so you may be sure her parents loved this little
+girl very much indeed, and were always endeavouring to make her happy.
+Now I wonder if the dear little boy or girl, who is reading this, can
+guess the means that Annie's Father and Mother took to make her happy.
+
+Did they give her plenty of candy? No. Did they buy new play-things for
+her every day? No. Did they take her very often to the Museum or the
+Zoological Gardens? No; this was not the way. I will tell you what they
+did; and I will tell you what Annie did for one whole day when she was
+about five years old, and that will give you a very good idea of the way
+they took to make her _good_, for then she was _sure_ to be _happy_.
+
+Well, one day Annie woke up very early in the morning, and, sitting up
+in her little bed, which was close by the side of her Mamma's, she first
+rubbed her eyes, and then she looked all round the room, and saw a
+narrow streak of bright light on the wall. It was made by the sun
+shining through a crack in the shutter. She began to sing softly this
+little song, that she had learned in school,--
+
+    "What is it shines so very bright,
+     That quick dispels the dusky night?--
+       It is the sun--the sun;
+     Shedding around its cheerful light,
+       It is the sun--the sun."
+
+Presently she looked round again, and saw her Mamma sleeping. She said,
+in her soft little voice, "Mamma, Mamma! good morning, dear Mamma!"
+
+But her Mamma did not wake up. Then she crept over her to where her Papa
+was sleeping, and said,--
+
+"Papa, Papa! good morning, dear Papa!"
+
+But her Papa was too fast asleep to hear her. So she gave her Papa a
+little kiss on the end of his nose, and laid gently down between them.
+
+In a few minutes, her Papa woke up, and said,--
+
+"Why! what little monkey is this in the bed?" which made Annie laugh
+very much. She then jumped out of bed, and put on her stockings and
+shoes herself, as all little boys and girls of five years old ought, and
+washed her face and hands, and put on her clothes; and her Mamma, who
+was now awake, fastened them, and brushed her hair nicely. After that,
+she said some little prayers that her Mamma had taught her, and then ran
+down stairs, singing as gaily as a lark, and dancing as lightly as a
+fairy.
+
+After breakfast, her Mamma got her school basket (it was a cunning
+little basket), and put in it a nice slice of bread and butter, and a
+peach, and gave her a little bouquet of flowers to present to her
+teacher, whom little Annie loved dearly; and then her Mamma said, "Good
+bye, my darling!" and Annie made her such a funny little curtsey, that
+she nearly tumbled over, and off she went to school with her Papa, who
+always saw her safe to the door.
+
+Annie staid in school from nine o'clock until two. When she came home,
+her Mother kissed her, and said--
+
+"Have you been a good little girl in school to-day?"
+
+"I think I have," said Annie; "Miss Harriet said that I was very
+diligent. What is diligent, Mamma?"
+
+"To be diligent, my dear," answered her Mamma, "means to study your
+lesson all the time, without thinking of play, or anything else, until
+you know it perfectly."
+
+Annie said she was glad it meant such good things, and added, "Mamma,
+will you play I am a lady coming to see you, if you are not too busy?"
+
+Her Mamma said she would. So Annie got her two dolls. One was a very
+pretty wax doll, with eyes that could open and shut. Her name was Emily;
+and the other was not wax, but was larger. Her name was Augusta. Annie
+put on their hats and shawls, and dressed herself in an old hat, with a
+green veil, and came near her Mamma, and made believe ring a bell, and
+said, "Ting a ling, ting a ling."
+
+"Come in," said her Mamma.
+
+Little Annie shook hands with her Mamma, and said, "How do you do, Mrs.
+Browne?"
+
+"Thank you, I am very well," said her Mamma. "Take a seat, my dear Mrs.
+Frisby," that was Annie's name. "How are your children, Mrs. Frisby?"
+
+"Oh! they are very sick," answered Annie; "one has the toothache, and
+the other has a little square hole in the back of her head, and it has
+made her head ache."
+
+"Dear me! Mrs. Frisby," said her Mamma, "I am very sorry to hear it; you
+ought to go to the doctor with them."
+
+Then Annie pretended to go to the doctor, and she took out of the drawer
+a little bit of sugar for medicine. She ate the medicine up herself, and
+said that it had done the dollies a great deal of good. In this pleasant
+way she amused herself until dinner time.
+
+After dinner, her Papa and Mamma took her to the Park, as it was a
+pleasant day; and there Annie jumped about with other little girls, or
+ran with her great hoop. She could roll the hoop very well.
+
+Then she came skipping home, and had her tea; and after that her
+mother undressed her and heard her say her prayers, and kissed her for
+good night; and she jumped into bed, and in a moment was fast asleep.
+Don't you think Annie was a happy little girl? _I_ think she was, for
+all her days passed in this pleasant manner. Some other time, perhaps, I
+will tell you more about little Annie Browne.
+
+
+
+
+THE THREE BEARS.[1]
+
+  [1] From "The Doctor," by Robert Southey.
+
+
+Once upon a time there were Three Bears, who lived together in a house
+of their own, in a wood. One of them was a Little, Small, Wee Bear; and
+one was a Middle-sized Bear, and the other was a Great, Huge Bear. They
+had each a pot for their porridge, a little pot for the Little, Small,
+Wee Bear; and a middle-sized pot for the Middle Bear, and a great pot
+for the Great, Huge Bear. And they had each a chair to sit in; a little
+chair for the Little, Small, Wee Bear; and a middle-sized chair for the
+Middle Bear; and a great chair for the Great, Huge Bear. And they had
+each a bed to sleep in; a little bed for the Little, Small, Wee Bear;
+and a middle-sized bed for the Middle Bear; and a great bed for the
+Great, Huge Bear.
+
+One day, after they had made the porridge for their breakfast, and
+poured it into their porridge-pots, they walked out into the wood while
+the porridge was cooling, that they might not burn their mouths, by
+beginning too soon to eat it. And while they were walking, a little old
+Woman came to the house. She could not have been a good, honest old
+Woman; for first she looked in at the window, and then she peeped in at
+the keyhole; and seeing nobody in the house, she lifted the latch. The
+door was not fastened, because the Bears were good Bears, who did nobody
+any harm, and never suspected that any body would harm them. So the
+little old Woman opened the door and went in; and well pleased she was
+when she saw the porridge on the table. If she had been a good little
+old Woman, she would have waited till the Bears came home, and then,
+perhaps, they would have asked her to breakfast; for they were good
+Bears,--a little rough or so, as the manner of Bears is, but for all
+that very good-natured and hospitable. But she was an impudent, bad old
+Woman, and set about helping herself.
+
+So first she tasted the porridge of the Great, Huge Bear, and that was
+too hot for her; and she said a bad word about that. And then she tasted
+the porridge of the Middle Bear, and that was too cold for her; and she
+said a bad word about that too. And then she went to the porridge of the
+Little, Small, Wee Bear, and tasted that; and that was neither too hot
+nor too cold, but just right; and she liked it so well, that she ate it
+all up: but the naughty old Woman said a bad word about the little
+porridge-pot, because it did not hold enough for her.
+
+Then the little old Woman sate down in the chair of the Great, Huge
+Bear, and that was too hard for her. And then she sate down in the chair
+of the Middle Bear, and that was too soft for her. And then she sate
+down in the chair of the Little, Small, Wee Bear, and that was neither
+too hard, nor too soft, but just right. So she seated herself in it, and
+there she sate till the bottom of the chair came out, and down came
+hers, plump upon the ground. And the naughty old Woman said a wicked
+word about that too.
+
+Then the little old Woman went up stairs into the bed-chamber in which
+the three Bears slept. And first she lay down upon the bed of the Great,
+Huge Bear; but that was too high at the head for her. And next she lay
+down upon the bed of the Middle Bear; and that was too high at the foot
+for her. And then she lay down upon the bed of the Little, Small, Wee
+Bear; and that was neither too high at the head, nor at the foot, but
+just right. So she covered herself up comfortably, and lay there till
+she fell fast asleep.
+
+By this time the Three Bears thought their porridge would be cool
+enough; so they came home to breakfast. Now the little old Woman had
+left the spoon of the Great, Huge Bear, standing in his porridge.
+
+                 "=SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE!="
+
+said the Great, Huge Bear, in his great, rough, gruff voice. And when
+the Middle Bear looked at his, he saw that the spoon was standing in it
+too. They were wooden spoons; if they had been silver ones, the naughty
+old Woman would have put them in her pocket.
+
+                  "SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE!"
+
+said the Middle Bear, in his middle voice.
+
+Then the Little, Small, Wee Bear looked at his, and there was the spoon
+in the porridge-pot, but the porridge was all gone.
+
+     "_Somebody has been at my porridge, and has eaten it all up!_"
+
+said the Little, Small, Wee Bear, in his little, small, wee voice.
+
+Upon this the Three Bears, seeing that some one had entered their house,
+and eaten up the Little, Small, Wee Bear's breakfast, began to look
+about them. Now the little old Woman had not put the hard cushion
+straight when she rose from the chair of the Great, Huge Bear.
+
+               "=SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR!="
+
+said the Great, Huge Bear, in his great, rough, gruff voice.
+
+And the little old Woman had squatted down the soft cushion of the
+Middle Bear.
+
+                "SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR!"
+
+said the Middle Bear, in his middle voice.
+
+And you know what the little old Woman had done to the third chair.
+
+                "_Somebody has been sitting in my chair,
+                  and has sate the bottom of it out!_"
+
+said the Little, Small, Wee Bear, in his little, small, wee voice.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Then the Three Bears thought it necessary that they should make further
+search; so they went up stairs into their bed-chamber. Now the little
+old Woman had pulled the pillow of the Great, Huge Bear, out of its
+place.
+
+                   "=SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED!="
+
+said the Great, Huge Bear, in his great, rough, gruff voice.
+
+And the little old Woman had pulled the bolster of the Middle Bear out
+of its place.
+
+                    "SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED!"
+
+said the Middle Bear, in his middle voice.
+
+And when the Little, Small, Wee Bear came to look at his bed, there was
+the bolster in its place; and the pillow in its place upon the bolster;
+and upon the pillow was the little old Woman's ugly, dirty head,--which
+was not in its place, for she had no business there.
+
+        "_Somebody has been lying in my bed,--and here she is!_"
+
+said the Little, Small, Wee Bear, in his little, small, wee voice.
+
+The little old Woman had heard in her sleep the great, rough, gruff
+voice of the Great, Huge Bear; but she was so fast asleep that it was no
+more to her than the roaring of wind, or the rumbling of thunder. And
+she had heard the middle voice of the Middle Bear, but it was only as if
+she had heard some one speaking in a dream. But when she heard the
+little, small, wee voice of the Little, Small, Wee Bear, it was so
+sharp, and so shrill, that it awakened her at once. Up she started; and
+when she saw the Three Bears on one side of the bed, she tumbled herself
+out at the other, and ran to the window. Now the window was open,
+because the Bears, like good, tidy Bears, as they were, always opened
+their bed-chamber window when they got up in the morning. Out the little
+old Woman jumped; and whether she broke her neck in the fall; or ran
+into the wood and was lost there; or found her way out of the wood, and
+was taken up by the constable and sent to the House of Correction for a
+vagrant as she was, I cannot tell. But the Three Bears never saw
+anything more of her.
+
+
+
+
+ABOUT MINDING QUICKLY.
+
+
+Emma was one day sitting by the fire, on a little stool. She was trying
+to cut a mouse out of a piece of paper. She had a pair of scissors, with
+round ends. Her mother had given her these scissors for her own, because
+they were safer for her to use than scissors with pointed ends.
+
+Presently, her Mother said, "Come here to me, Emma."
+
+"Wait a minute, Mother," said Emma.
+
+"Do you know," said her Mother, "that it was naughty for you to say
+that?"
+
+"Why, you can wait a _little_ minute," said Emma; "I am very busy.
+Don't you see that I am making a mouse?"
+
+"Emma," replied her Mother, "do you know that I ought to punish you,
+because you do not mind?"
+
+"I am coming directly," cried Emma, dropping her scissors and her paper
+mouse, and running up to her Mother.
+
+Her Mother took her up on her lap, and said, "My little girl, this will
+_never_ do. You must learn to come at once when you are called; you
+_must_ obey quickly. If you continue in this very naughty habit of not
+minding until you are told to do a thing two or three times, you will
+grow up a very disagreeable girl, and nobody will love you."
+
+Emma looked up mournfully into her Mother's face, and said, "Mother, I
+will try to do better."
+
+She was a good-tempered child, and was seldom cross or sullen; but she
+had this one bad habit, and it was a very bad habit indeed--she waited
+to be told twice, and sometimes oftener, and many times she made her
+kind Mother very unhappy.
+
+For a few days after this Emma remembered what her Mother had said to
+her, and always came the first time she was called. She came pleasantly,
+for it is very important to mind pleasantly, and did everything she was
+told to do immediately; and her Mother loved her dearly, and hoped she
+was quite cured of her naughty ways.
+
+But I am very sorry to have to say that a time came when Emma entirely
+forgot her promise. You shall hear how it happened.
+
+One morning Emma's Mother said to her, "Emma, it is time for you to get
+up, and put on your stockings and shoes."
+
+Emma did not move. She lay with her eyes wide open, watching a fly on
+the wall, that was scrubbing his thin wings with his hind legs.
+
+"Did you hear me, Emma? Put on your stockings and shoes!"
+
+Emma got up very slowly. She put one foot out of bed, and then looked
+again at the fly. This time he was scrubbing his face with his fore
+legs. So she sat there, and said to herself, "I wonder how that funny
+little fly can stay upon the wall. I can't walk up the wall as the fly
+can. What a little round black head he has got!"
+
+"Emma!" said her Mother, and this time she spoke in a very severe tone.
+
+Emma started, and put her other foot out of bed, and took up one of her
+stockings.
+
+Her Mother got out of her bed, which was close to Emma's crib, and began
+to dress herself. When she was dressed, she looked round, and saw Emma,
+with one stocking half on, and the other rolled up in a little ball,
+which she was throwing up in the air.
+
+Her Mother was angry with her. She went up to her, and took her
+stocking away from her, and told her to get into bed again; for if she
+would not dress herself when her Mother bid her, she should be punished
+by being made to lie in bed. She shut up the window shutters, and took
+all the books out of the room, and telling Emma not to get up until she
+gave her leave, she went down stairs to breakfast.
+
+Now children don't like to be in bed in the daytime,--at least I have
+never heard of any one that did; and Emma was soon tired of lying in a
+dark room wide awake, with nothing to do, and no pleasant thoughts, for
+she could think of nothing but her naughty behaviour. So this was a very
+severe punishment, and she began to cry, and wish she had minded
+quickly, and then she would have been down stairs, where the sun was
+shining brightly into the windows. She would have been sitting in her
+chair, with her dear little kitten in her lap, and a nice bowl of bread
+and milk for her breakfast. She always saved a little milk in the bottom
+of the bowl for Daisy her kitten, and after she had done, she would give
+the rest to Daisy. So you see that Emma lost much pleasure by not
+minding quickly; and, what was worse than all, she had displeased her
+Mother, and made her unhappy.
+
+Oh, how weary she got! how she longed to get up! She did not dare to
+disobey her Mother, and she lay in her crib a long, long time, and
+thought she never could be so naughty again.
+
+At last her Mother came into the room. She opened the shutters, and
+said, "Emma, you may get up and put on your stockings and shoes."
+
+Emma jumped up quickly, and had them on in two minutes, and then she
+took off her night-gown and put on her day-clothes, which hung over the
+back of the chair by her crib, and went to her Mother to have them
+fastened, for she could not fasten them herself. Her Mother fastened her
+clothes, and then, taking her little girl's hand, she said, "My dear
+little Emma, you have made me feel very unhappy this morning. I do not
+like to punish you, but it is my duty to try to cure you of all your
+naughty ways, and it is your duty to try to overcome them. If you do
+not, some day you may meet with some terrible misfortune, like that
+which happened to a boy I used to know when I was young. I will tell you
+the story. This boy, like you, grieved his parents often, by not minding
+quickly; and he suffered for it in a way that he will never forget as
+long as he lives. He was one day standing on the steps of the house
+where he lived, and I was standing at the window of the house opposite,
+where I lived. I was watching some men that were on the top of this
+boy's house, fixing the slates on the roof. The roof was covered with
+loose pieces of slate, and nails, and rubbish.
+
+"Presently one of the men on the roof cried out, 'Go in, little boy; go
+in.' But the boy was looking at a kite that some other boys had in the
+street, and he did not choose to go in. The man thought that he had
+minded what he told him, and without looking again he tumbled down a
+great heap of slates and rubbish. The house was quite high, and a large
+and sharp piece of slate came down very swiftly, and struck the boy on
+the side of his head, and cut off nearly the whole of his ear. In a
+moment the blood poured down his neck and over his clothes, and I
+thought he would bleed to death. Oh, Emma! what a dreadful punishment
+for not minding quickly!
+
+"For a long time he went about with his head bound up, and when he got
+well again the side of his face looked very bad indeed, for where his
+ear had been there was a dreadful scar that never went away. Now he is a
+man, and he often tells children how he got this dreadful scar, and all
+because he did not mind quickly."
+
+The tears had rolled down Emma's face while her Mother was telling her
+this story. When she had finished it, Emma put her arms around her
+Mother's neck, and told her that indeed she would try to obey at once,
+and be a good little girl, so that her dear Mother would never be
+unhappy about her again.
+
+Her Mother kissed her, and took her down stairs, and gave her some
+breakfast, and all this day, and ever after, she did try very hard to be
+good. Whenever she felt herself going about anything slowly, the thought
+of the poor boy who had lost his ear would come into her mind, and she
+would jump up at once, when her Mother called her, and do whatever she
+wanted her to do, pleasantly and quickly.
+
+
+
+
+THE TWINS.
+
+
+"Well, Susan," said her Father one day, as she came home from school, "I
+am glad to see you; I wish to inform you that two young gentlemen
+arrived here to-day."
+
+"What are their names, Father?" asked Susan.
+
+"I do not know," answered her Father; "I do not believe they have got
+any names. They are very small--so small that at this moment they are
+both asleep in the great chair."
+
+"Both asleep in the great chair?" cried Susan, astonished at what her
+Father had said, "I do believe you have been buying two little monkeys."
+
+"No, I have not," said her Father, laughing. "Now come with me, and I
+will show you these strangers, and then see if you will say they are
+monkeys."
+
+Susan went with her Father. He took her hand, and led her into her
+Mother's room. The room was dark, and her Mother was lying in the bed.
+Susan was afraid that she was sick. She went to her and said,--
+
+"Dear Mother, are you sick? You look very pale."
+
+Her Mother kissed her, and said, "I am very weak, my dear child; but do
+you not want to see your little brothers?"
+
+"Brothers?--where?" cried Susan. "Have I a brother?"
+
+"Two of them," said her Father. "Come here, Susan, here they both are,
+fast asleep."
+
+Susan went up to the great easy chair, and on the cushion she saw, all
+tucked up warm, two little round fat faces lying close together. Their
+noses nearly touched each other, and they looked funny enough.
+
+"Well, Susan," said her Father, "do you like the monkeys?"
+
+"Oh, Father!" answered the little girl, clasping her hands, "I am so
+glad--I am so happy! They are exactly alike,--how I shall love them, the
+dear little toads!"
+
+"Toads!" said her Father, laughing; "they don't look a bit like toads."
+
+"Well, I said that because I loved them so," replied Susan, "just as you
+sometimes call me your little mouse."
+
+For two weeks the little twins slept together in the great chair, and
+there was no end to Susan's wonder and delight. Her Mother had to tie a
+bit of red silk around the wrist of one of them, to tell them apart.
+They grew very fast, and were the dearest little fellows in the world,
+they had such bright, merry, black eyes, and were always ready to have a
+frolic with Susan. As they grew up, they were so good and so pretty,
+that everybody loved them, and a great many people came to see them. I
+forgot to tell you that one was named George, and the other James.
+
+One day, when the twins were three years old, they were left alone in
+the breakfast-room. The things on the breakfast-table had been cleared
+away, except a bowl nearly full of sugar, which was standing on the
+table.
+
+Presently the little fellows spied the bowl of sugar. "George," said
+James, "if you will help me with this chair, I will give you some
+sugar."
+
+So both the boys took hold of the heavy chair, and dragged it to the
+table. Then James helped George to climb upon it, and from that he
+scrambled up on the table. He walked across, to where the sugar was, and
+sat down on the table, and took the sugar-bowl in his lap.
+
+"Now, you get the stool," said George.
+
+So James got the stool, and put it close to the side of the table where
+George was, and stood upon it.
+
+You should have seen how their merry black eyes sparkled, at the fine
+feast they were going to have. They did not think that they were doing
+wrong, for their Mother had often given them a little sugar.
+
+So George took the spoon that was in the sugar, and helped James to a
+spoonful, and then took one himself. He was very particular to give
+James exactly as many spoonfuls as he took himself.
+
+They were having such a delightful time, that for some moments they did
+not speak a single word. George began first,--
+
+"This is nice," said George.
+
+"I like sugar," said James.
+
+"It is so sweet," said George.
+
+"And so good," said James.
+
+"We will eat it all up," said George.
+
+"We won't leave a bit," said James.
+
+"It is almost all gone," said George.
+
+"There is hardly any left," said James.
+
+All the time they were talking George had been stuffing his brother and
+himself with the sugar.
+
+Just then their Mother opened the door. She had opened it softly, and
+the little boys had not heard her. When she saw them so busy--with their
+round faces stuck all over with crumbs of sugar, and George sitting on
+the table, dealing it out so fairly--she could not keep from laughing.
+
+The twins heard her laugh, so they laughed too; and George cried out,
+"Mother, this sugar is nice--I like it."
+
+"And so do I," said James.
+
+Their Mother lifted George from the table, and told them they must not
+do so again, for so much sugar would make them sick. She washed their
+faces, and sent them to play in the garden. There was a fine large
+garden at the back of the house, where they could play without danger.
+
+Three years after this, the twins were sent to school, where they soon
+became great favourites, because they were amiable and good, and always
+willing to do as they were told. They looked so exactly alike, and were
+dressed so exactly alike, that often very funny mistakes were made. I
+will tell you something that happened, that was not funny, but it will
+show you how hard it was to tell which was George, and which was James.
+
+One day, the teacher gave the twins a spelling lesson, and told them
+that they must know it perfectly that morning.
+
+Now George, for the first time, was naughty, and instead of learning
+the lesson, he was making elephants and giraffes on his slate; but James
+studied his lesson, and soon knew it. Presently the teacher said,
+"James, do you know your lesson?"
+
+"Yes, sir," said James. He went up to the desk and said it very well.
+
+"You know it perfectly," said his teacher; "you are a good boy. Now go
+to your seat."
+
+In a few moments he said, "George, come and say your lesson."
+
+But George did not know a word of it; and James whispered to him, "I
+don't want you to be punished, brother; I will go for you and say it
+again."
+
+So James went and repeated his lesson. The teacher thought of course it
+was George; he said, "Very well, indeed, George; you know it just as
+well as James: you are _both_ good boys."
+
+When George heard this praise, which he did not deserve, he was
+troubled. He had been taught never to deceive. He did not think at first
+how wrong he had been; _now_, he saw plainly, that it was very wrong;
+that he and his brother had been _acting_ a lie.
+
+He whispered to James, "Brother, I can't bear to cheat, so I will go and
+tell the teacher."
+
+So he went directly up to the desk, and said, "Sir, I have not yet said
+my lesson."
+
+"Why, yes you have," replied the teacher; "I have just heard you say
+it."
+
+"No, sir, if you please," said George; "I do not know it at all. James
+said it twice, to save me from being punished."
+
+"Well, George," replied his teacher, "I am very glad you have told me
+this. I never should have found it out. But your conscience told you
+that you were doing wrong; and I am thankful you have listened to its
+warnings, and made up your mind at once to be an honest boy. I will not
+punish you or James, for I am sure neither of you will do so again."
+
+The little boys promised him they never would--and they never did; and
+they grew up to be honest and good men.
+
+
+
+
+THE LITTLE BOY THAT WAS AFRAID OF THE WATER.
+
+
+Once on a time there were two little boys. William was five years old,
+and Johnny was not quite three. The weather was very warm, and these
+little boys got so weak, and looked so pale and sick, that the doctor
+said their parents had better take them to Hastings, and let them bathe
+in the sea. So their Mother packed up their clothes, and some books, for
+she did not wish them to be idle; and one pleasant afternoon they all
+went by the railway to Hastings.
+
+The little boys were very much amused at all they saw. There were
+several other boys in the carriage, and William and Johnny looked very
+hard at them, and wished they knew what their names were, and whether
+they had a Noah's Ark and Rocking-Horse like theirs.
+
+After three hours' ride by the puffing, screaming railway, they arrived
+safely at Hastings, and they found a carriage waiting for them, which
+soon took them to the house which their papa had hired. Tea was
+immediately brought up, and then, as they were all very tired, they went
+early to bed.
+
+After breakfast the next morning, William and Johnny walked down to the
+smooth and beautiful beach with their parents, where a great many
+people, some of them children, were bathing. They seemed to like it very
+much; and it really did look very inviting, for the sun made the water
+sparkle like diamonds, and the waves seemed dancing and leaping, and
+looked as if they longed to give everybody a good splashing.
+
+William was delighted. He could hardly wait to be undressed, he was in
+such a great hurry to be ducked; and when the bathing-woman took him and
+plunged him under the water, although he gasped for breath, he laughed,
+and kicked, and splashed the water, and cried, "Duck me again! duck me
+again!" and he looked so pleased, that some other children came to where
+he was, and they all had a grand frolic together.
+
+Little Johnny laughed too, as he stood in the machine; but, when his
+Mother said, "Come, Johnny, now it is your turn," he made a terrible
+face, and cried, "Dear Mamma, please let me go home. I shall never see
+you again if you put me in that great big water." But his Mamma said he
+must go in, because it would do him a great deal of good, and she
+undressed him, and put him into the woman's arms.
+
+Johnny now began to scream as loud as he could, and cried out,
+"Mamma, Mamma, I want to go back to you." But the old woman did not mind
+him a bit, and holding him by his arms, she plunged him under the water.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The poor little fellow came up gasping and panting, and sobbed out, "Oh,
+my dear Mamma, come and kiss me 'fore I die."
+
+Everybody laughed--for there was no danger--except his kind Mother. A
+tear started to her eye, for she knew her dear little son really thought
+he was dying, and would never see her again. But in a little while he
+felt better, and, after his Mother had taken him, and had rubbed him all
+over and dressed him, and he had run up and down the beach with William
+and the other children, he felt such a nice warm glow all over him, that
+he forgot all about his fright.
+
+Very soon he said, "Mamma, I am so hungry--I am as hungry as a little
+bear."
+
+"That is because you have been in the water," replied his Mother.
+
+"Are the fishes always hungry?--does the water make them hungry too?"
+said Johnny.
+
+"I believe they are always ready to eat," replied his Mother; "you know
+that they are caught by bait. This bait is often a little worm, put upon
+a sharp hook. The fish snap at the bait, and the hook catches them in
+the mouth. Come, little hungry fish," added his Mother, "and I will give
+you something to eat; but I will not put it on a hook to hurt you."
+
+The next day the little boys went into the water again, and, although
+Johnny made up a doleful face, he did not think he should die this time;
+and, when he saw the other children laughing and splashing each other,
+and crying, "Duck me again! what fun we are having!" he tried to like it
+too, and after a little while did begin to like it; for when children
+_try_ to overcome their foolish fears, they will almost always succeed,
+and be rewarded, as Johnny was, by the pleasure they enjoy, and the
+happiness they give to their parents.
+
+After a few days Johnny got to be so brave, that he was the first to
+run down to the beach and jump into the bathing-woman's arms, and he
+cried louder than any, "Duck me again!" and splashed everybody that came
+near him; and both William and Johnny got so strong, and ate so
+heartily, and had such great red cheeks, that when they went home to
+London, a few weeks after, their friends hardly knew them, and Johnny
+never again had any foolish fears about going into the water.
+
+
+
+
+THE MAY QUEEN.
+
+
+"Mother," said Frederick Stanley, "is it not wrong to treat servants
+unkindly?"
+
+"What makes you ask that question?" answered his Mother. "What can have
+put that into your head?"
+
+"Nothing--I don't know," replied he, looking at his sister Kate, who was
+sitting near him, working a pair of slippers.
+
+Mrs. Stanley saw that there was something on their mind, so she laid
+down her book, and tried to draw it out. She began,--
+
+"What is the reason that your little Scottish friend Jessie has not
+been here lately? I thought that you, Kate, could not take a walk with
+any pleasure without her, and Fred has become quite a beau since her
+arrival. I am afraid you have done or said something to offend her."
+
+"Fred," said Kate,--who was two years younger than her brother, and much
+smaller, and had a great respect for him,--"Fred, do you tell Mother."
+
+Fred gave his trousers a little pull, shook the hair away from his face,
+half laughed, and did not speak a word; but Kate, like a real little
+woman, could not keep the secret a moment longer.
+
+"We have had a quarrel, Mother; that's all."
+
+"'A quarrel! that's all!'" said her Mother. "That's a great deal too
+much; but what did you find to quarrel about?"
+
+"Why, Mother," answered Fred, getting over his bashfulness, now that
+the secret was out, "it was all about treating servants with kindness."
+
+"Well done!" exclaimed his Mother. "Let us hear what you had to say upon
+the subject."
+
+"I said it was a shame to abuse those who were poorer than we were; that
+in God's eyes all were equal. I could not bear to hear Jessie say that
+she had her own servant at home, and when this servant did anything to
+displease her, she would pinch and slap her. I told her she was a
+downright wicked girl!"
+
+"Oh, shocking! shocking!" said Mrs. Stanley. "And, my sweet little Kate,
+did you too stand up for kindness to servants?"
+
+"I did all I could, dear Mother," she replied, "but Fred did the most."
+
+"Well, tell me, what else did you say?"
+
+"I told her," said Fred, hesitating a little, "that here we said, 'if
+you please,' and 'thank you,' when a servant did anything for us, and
+that she had better go back to Scotland, and not stay another day in a
+place where she was deprived of the pleasure of pinching people."
+
+"Oh, Frederick! Frederick! how could a boy of your politeness be so rude
+to a young lady? That was a great mistake."
+
+Frederick looked mortified, and Kate hung her head. "But what happened
+after that?" asked Mrs. Stanley.
+
+"Oh, she was so angry that she went away, and we have not seen her
+since. I am very sorry; but it can't be helped now."
+
+"No," said Kate, "we can't help it now."
+
+"But, my dear children," said their Mother, "I think you owe Jessie an
+apology."
+
+"I have no objection," said Fred, after reflecting a moment, "if you
+think I have been so very impolite; but it will do no good."
+
+"Well," said Mrs. Stanley, "it must be done. Perhaps I can assist you
+in making up the quarrel. Next Thursday, you know, is the first of May.
+You shall have a little party, and Jessie shall be Queen of May. That
+will be certain to please her."
+
+"Jessie! Queen!" exclaimed Kate. "She will not, Mother. Jessie will not
+come; I am sure she will not come. I do not believe she will ever speak
+to us again."
+
+"I tell you she _will_ come," said her Mother; "and she will be Queen. I
+will manage it for you."
+
+"Ah, well, Mother," said Fred, looking at his sister, "you don't know
+Jessie as well as we do. She won't forgive us so easily."
+
+Company now came in, and the children went to their studies. In the
+afternoon Mrs. Stanley sent a polite invitation to Jessie and her
+parents to pass the next Thursday evening at her house; and as they were
+sitting at the tea-table, the answer was returned.
+
+"There," said Mrs. Stanley, "one point is gained; they will all come."
+
+"They may come," said Frederick, "but she won't be civil to us, I know."
+
+The next day was spent in preparing the crown, throne, and flowers,
+&c., and Frederick set himself to work to learn by heart some lines his
+Mother had written for the occasion.
+
+Thursday evening arrived, and the children, though afraid of Jessie's
+cold looks, were in good spirits. Kate came into the parlour, and found
+Fred before a large glass, making his speech, and practising the most
+graceful bows and gestures.
+
+"Goodness!" she exclaimed, "how light and beautiful the room looks! Oh,
+Fred, I hope we shall have a pleasant time."
+
+The arrival of the company now interrupted them, and when nearly all had
+come, Mrs. Stanley told her plan with regard to Jessie; and this
+important matter was just settled, when that young lady and her parents
+entered.
+
+Jessie, not knowing the honour awaiting her, was very stiff and grave
+in her salutations. Her large dark eyes were turned away from Fred and
+Kate, yet an expression about her pretty mouth seemed to say,--
+
+"I am not so very angry as you think."
+
+"She _looks_ like a Queen, does not she?" whispered Fred to his sister.
+
+"She is stiff enough, at any rate," said Kate.
+
+"I wonder whom she will choose for her King?" said Fred.
+
+"I am sure I don't know," answered Kate, looking round. "I suppose the
+biggest boy."
+
+"Dear me!" said Fred, "I forget that I must go out until it is time for
+the Address;" and he left the room, to wait his Mother's signal.
+
+Refreshments were now handed round the room, and many a sly glance was
+cast upon the unconscious Jessie, who was still looking very grave, and
+almost cross, till, at a hint from his Mother, Fred made his appearance,
+and with blushing face, but firm voice, pronounced the following lines:
+
+    "O valiant knights, and ladies fair!
+     I'm very glad to see you here;
+     Your happy looks and eyes so bright,
+     Have quite inspired me to-night.
+     Though I'm unused to courtly ways,
+     My choice from you will meet with praise.
+     Our English land, so brave and free,
+     Where waves the flag of liberty,
+     Can yet, while all our hearts approve,
+     The Scottish stranger fondly love.
+     (No looks of grave distrust are seen,)
+     Fair Jessie! I proclaim you Queen!
+     And kneeling lowly at your feet,
+     To be your knight I do entreat.
+     Now deign to say, what happy one
+     Amongst us all shall share your throne?"
+
+Fred rose from his knees, and awaited Jessie's reply.
+
+Her anger was all gone, but she was so surprised that she looked down,
+and did not say a word.
+
+"Well," thought Fred, "I knew she would act so. I suppose everybody is
+laughing at me."
+
+"Jessie," said her Mother, "speak quickly. Whom will you have for King?"
+
+Jessie blushed, and smiled, and whispered in a soft little voice,
+"Frederick."
+
+Astonished and delighted by this kindness, Fred again knelt down, then
+rising, he took her little white hand, and led her in triumph, followed
+by all the company, to the next room, where a splendid throne had been
+erected. A beautiful crown of flowers was placed on Jessie's head, and
+gave new beauty to her soft and curling brown hair. Frederick also had a
+handsome crown. Sceptres were placed in their hands, and then they
+arranged their court. Kate was made a Duchess, at which she grew quite
+dignified; there were plenty of Earls and Countesses, and the sweet
+little maids of honour and the pages stood behind the throne.
+
+They then formed a procession, to return to the parlour, and in an
+instant a march burst forth from a band of music which had been
+concealed for the purpose.
+
+At this unexpected event, his Majesty jumped so high that his crown
+tumbled off, and the Queen was in such a delightful agitation that she
+could not confine her steps to a walk, and so the King and the Queen,
+and the Duchess, and all the maids of honour and pages, ran
+helter-skelter, as fast as they could, and took places for dancing.
+
+Never were merrier hearts or brighter eyes than now leaped and shone in
+that little party. The Queen was the gayest of all, and the King was
+nearly out of his wits with joy, to find himself and Jessie once more
+friends. Little Kate got so tired of being a Duchess that she skipped
+about like a little fairy; and all the lords and ladies, and maids of
+honour and pages, were so merry and so full of innocent fun, that they
+looked a great deal more like little children. And so the happy evening
+concluded, to the satisfaction of all.
+
+The next morning, Mrs. Stanley asked her children if they had had a
+pleasant party.
+
+"Oh, yes!" they both answered; "it was perfectly delightful; and Jessie
+was as pleasant as she could be, and seemed to have forgotten all about
+the quarrel."
+
+
+
+
+THE TOOTHACHE.
+
+
+One day little Emily's Grandma said to her, "My dear child, you must go
+with me to-day to the dentist's, and have some of those teeth pulled
+out. They are growing so fast and so crooked, that you have not room
+enough in your mouth for them all."
+
+"Dear Grandma," said the little girl, "will it hurt me _very_ much?"
+
+"Yes, my dear," replied her Grandma; "it will hurt you a great deal, but
+you must try to bear the pain; it will not be long."
+
+Poor little Emily sighed, and the tears stood in her eyes. She knew
+that her Grandmother always told her the exact truth. She knew that she
+would suffer a great deal of pain, because her Grandma had told her so.
+
+It is always the best way to tell a little boy or girl the exact truth.
+If Emily's Grandma had said that it would not hurt her to have her teeth
+pulled out, it would have been very wrong, and Emily would not have
+believed her another time, when she was to have anything done to her.
+
+This little girl had no Mother. Her Mother was dead, and her Grandma
+took care of her, and was very kind to her, and Emily loved her dearly,
+and so she made up her mind to go and have her teeth out, without any
+trouble, because her Grandma was in bad health; and she knew that if she
+cried and made a great fuss about it, it would trouble her, and perhaps
+make her ill.
+
+Now was not this thoughtful and good in a little girl only seven years
+old? I hope all the little boys and girls that read this will try to be
+as good.
+
+After dinner, Emily and her Grandma put on their bonnets, and went to
+the dentist's house. The little girl trembled when the door was opened,
+but she walked in without saying a word.
+
+They went into the parlour, for there were some persons up stairs in the
+dentist's room, and they had to wait.
+
+"Grandma," said Emily, "may I look at the books on the table? It will
+keep me from thinking about my teeth."
+
+Her Grandma said she might, and the little girl was soon quite
+interested in looking at the pictures in the books, and showing them to
+her Grandma.
+
+In a little while the servant came to tell her she could go up stairs.
+Her heart beat fast, but she went up to her Grandmother, and said, "Dear
+Grandma, you are not well; you look quite pale to-day. Do not go with
+me; I will go alone, and I promise you I will be a brave little girl."
+
+She kissed her Grandma, and ran out of the room.
+
+When she entered the room up stairs, she saw two ladies there. She
+stopped; but the dentist said, "Come in, my little girl, do not be
+afraid, I will be as gentle as I can."
+
+The ladies saw that she was alone, so one of them went up to her and
+took her hand. She was an old lady, and wore spectacles, and she looked
+very kind and good. So the dear little girl let the dentist lift her
+into the great chair, and take off her hat, and the old lady kept hold
+of her hand, and said, "It will be over in a minute, my dear child," and
+then she pressed her little hand so kindly, that Emily felt quite
+comforted.
+
+The other lady was a young lady, and she too felt sorry that Emily was
+to suffer. She wanted to smooth her hair, and give her a kiss; but she
+thought that the little girl might be afraid of so many strangers, so
+she sat down very quietly.
+
+When the dentist had looked into Emily's mouth, he saw that four teeth
+must come out. So he got the instrument, and held her head tight with
+his arm.
+
+Emily turned pale, but she kept quite still, and did not cry or scream;
+and the dentist pulled out the four teeth, one after the other, without
+a sound from her lips.
+
+When they were all out, some large tears came from her eyes and rolled
+down her cheeks; but she only said, "Thank you," to the lady that held
+her hand; and, putting her handkerchief to her mouth, she ran down
+stairs.
+
+"My darling child," said her Grandma, "how well you have behaved; I did
+not hear the least noise."
+
+"No, Grandma," replied Emily, "I tried very hard not to scream; I was
+determined to be quite still; and a good old lady like you, Grandma,
+held my hand, which was a great comfort. But oh! Grandma, it _did_ hurt
+me most terribly."
+
+"My dear child, I know it did," said her Grandma; "you are the best
+little girl in the world, and a happiness and a treasure to me."
+
+After Emily had gone, the ladies who had witnessed her good conduct, and
+admired her courage, asked her name and where she lived; and one of
+them, the young lady, sent her a pretty little gold ring with a blue
+stone in it, and a little note containing these words:--
+
+"For the dear little girl who had the courage to bear a great pain
+nobly."
+
+Emily was very much pleased with this little present; it was so
+unexpected. She could not find out who had sent it to her.
+
+I hope all the little boys and girls will read this story with
+attention, and when they go to the dentist's they will think of Emily,
+and try to imitate her good conduct.
+
+
+
+
+THE BOYS' SCHOOL.
+
+
+Not very long ago, Mr. Harrison kept a boarding-school for little boys
+in a delightful village in Hertfordshire. He took twenty boys to
+educate, and he was so kind, and had such a pleasant way of teaching,
+that the boys were happier with him than they would have been at home.
+
+When the boys came in the spring, Mr. Harrison gave to each of them a
+little plot of ground for a garden; and the little fellows were very
+busy during play-hours, in preparing and arranging their gardens. They
+had permission to go to the gardener and get just what seeds they
+wanted; so some of the boys planted melons and cucumbers, and some
+pumpkins and radishes, and two of them made an elegant flower-garden.
+They put their ground together, and erected a little hill in the centre,
+with a path all round it, and all the borders they planted with roses,
+and cockscombs, and mignonette, and sweet-peas, and many other pretty
+flowers; and when the flowers came out, their garden gave quite a
+brilliant appearance to the place.
+
+The boys had also a very large play-ground, and in it their kind
+teacher had had a number of gymnastic poles put up, for their healthy
+exercise and amusement. There was one very high pole, with four strong
+ropes fastened to the top of it, and an iron ring at the ends of the
+ropes. The boys would take hold of the rings, and run round as fast as
+they could; then lifting their feet off the ground, away they would fly
+in the air, round and round, like so many little crazy monkeys. There
+was one little chap that could climb up one of the ropes like a cat, and
+hang upon the top of the pole.
+
+Then they had swinging-bars, and jumping-bars, with a spring-board to
+jump from, and wooden horses, and a climbing-pole, and several other
+things; but, what was better than all, they had a funny little ragged
+pony, and a short-legged, long-eared donkey, for their especial use, and
+many were the fine rides they had on their backs.
+
+Sometimes, to be sure, the pony had a fashion of dancing a slow jig on
+his hind-legs, with his fore-feet in the air; but the boys were used to
+that, and stuck on until the dance was finished; then the pony would
+trot off very peaceably.
+
+The donkey, too, had a way of putting his nose to the ground, and
+pitching his rider, head over heels, on the grass. But the boys were
+used to that too, and did not mind it in the least. They would jump up
+and shake themselves, and try again, and by dint of poking and punching
+the sides of the sulky little animal, he would after a while make up his
+mind to go. When he had once done _that_, it was all right. You would
+think he was the most amiable donkey in the world. The pony's name was
+"Napoleon," and the boys called the donkey "Old Pudding-head."
+
+Twice a-week during the summer, Mr. Harrison took the boys to bathe in a
+fine pond, where such as could would swim, and the rest would tumble
+about in the water; and altogether he was so kind to them that the boys
+thought there never was a better teacher, or such a famous
+boarding-school.
+
+I have not yet told you that they learned anything. I suppose you all
+think that playing was the principal thing they went to that school for.
+But if you do, you make a great mistake, for the greater part of every
+day was spent in the school-room.
+
+Mr. Harrison made school-time very pleasant. He seldom had to punish a
+boy for bad conduct or neglect in getting his lessons. He always
+encouraged them to ask questions about their studies, and told them
+never to learn anything by rote, like a parrot, but to come to him when
+they did not understand a lesson; and he always made it so clear that it
+was a pleasure to learn. Sometimes a boy would ask a foolish question,
+which would make the rest laugh; but then Mr. Harrison would say it was
+better to be laughed at for trying to learn, than to grow up a dunce.
+
+In this way the boys would improve so much, both in mind and body, that
+their parents left them with Mr. Harrison as long as he could keep them;
+and both the boys and their parents were very sorry when the time came
+for them to leave, for Mr. Harrison would not take any boy after he was
+fourteen years of age.
+
+One afternoon after school, the boys were all busy weeding in their
+gardens, when one of them suddenly cried out, "Phil, do you know how
+long it is to the Fifth of November?"
+
+"To be sure I do," answered Philip; "it is just four weeks and four
+days."
+
+"So it is, I declare," said Thomas, the first boy who had spoken. "Boys,
+I'll tell you what we will do. Let us all write to our parents for an
+immense lot of fireworks; then we will club together, and keep all,
+except the crackers, for a grand display of fireworks in the evening."
+
+"Oh yes, yes," cried all the boys, "that is an excellent idea."
+
+"I will ask Mr. Harrison," said Phil, "to help us fix the wheels and so
+forth, for all I ever fixed myself stuck fast, and would not go round at
+all."
+
+"I mean to write for some Roman candles," said Frank; "they look so
+beautiful going up. They look like planets with wings."
+
+"_I_ will ask for some snakes and grasshoppers," said another; "it is
+such fun to see the boys racing round to get out of the way of them."
+
+"We'll make some wooden pistols to put the crackers in," said another
+boy.
+
+"Yes, and I will send for a little brass cannon that my uncle, Major
+Brown, gave me," said another.
+
+Just then the bell rang for tea, and the boys, putting their little
+rakes and hoes into their tool-house, ran in to wash their faces and
+hands, and brush their hair. Then they took off their blouses, which
+they wore when at work in the garden, and hung them up in the play-room.
+They had a nice large play-room for playing in when the weather was
+unpleasant.
+
+It was astonishing what large quantities of bread and butter, and
+apple-sauce, these boys consumed for their supper, for working
+out-of-doors in the fresh country air is sure to make people hungry, and
+boys especially are always ready for eating. After supper, Mr. Harrison
+read prayers, while all the boys knelt at their chairs around the table.
+Then they were permitted to play out-of-doors again until the sunset.
+Phil and Frank allowed themselves to be harnessed to a hand-wagon, and
+galloped off at full speed, with two of the smaller boys in it. The rest
+had a game at leap-frog; and Mr. Harrison and his family sat in the
+porch watching and admiring the gorgeous tints lent to the clouds by the
+rays of the setting sun, and sometimes laughing heartily at the capers
+of the boys.
+
+At length the sun sank beneath the horizon, and Mr. Harrison said,
+"Come in, boys." He never had to speak more than once, for the boys were
+so well governed that they found it to their advantage and happiness to
+obey directly. So they came in as quietly as they could, and went into
+the study, where Mr. Harrison soon joined them, and read aloud an
+interesting book of travels for an hour. Then they went up stairs to
+bed.
+
+One evening, not long after this, the boys were all together in the
+sitting-room. Philip was reading a book in which was an anecdote about a
+bad boy who had frightened another, by coming into his room at night,
+with his face apparently in a blaze, and looking, as the terrified child
+thought, like a flaming dragon. All at once, Phil shut the book, and
+said, "I say, boys, I will show you a funny thing, if you will put out
+the light, and it will be useful to you too. But first, let me read this
+story to you, and then we will try the game, and none of you little
+chaps will be frightened, because you will know what it is."
+
+So saying, he read the story, which interested the boys very much
+indeed, and made them all eager for Philip's experiment.
+
+Phil took a box of matches from the mantelpiece, and gave some to each
+of the boys; but suddenly he cried, "Wait a moment: I will be back
+before you can say Jack Robinson," and ran out of the room.
+
+He went out to ask Mr. Harrison's permission to try this experiment. Mr.
+Harrison said, "I am glad, my dear boy, you have come first to me; I
+believe I can always trust you. You may try your plan, and I will go
+with you and join in your amusement."
+
+The boys were glad to see their teacher. He often helped them in their
+plays; and they were never afraid to frolic and laugh before him.
+
+So Phil blew out the light, and then told the boys to take a match, and
+wet it on the tip of the tongue, and rub it on the sides of their faces,
+and they would soon have a pair of fiery whiskers apiece, without its
+burning them in the least.
+
+In a moment all the boys had flaming whiskers, and streaks of flame all
+over their faces.
+
+Peals of laughter resounded from all sides. Such a troop of little
+blazing imps were never seen before. Some had noses on fire, some ears;
+some made fiery circles round their eyes, and some rubbed their fingers
+with the matches--always taking care to wet them first--and ran after
+the rest.
+
+Only one person was frightened; and that was because she had not been
+let into the secret. This was a servant girl, who opened the door, and
+seeing a room full of dark figures, with faces on fire, dancing, and
+laughing, and capering about, she ran, screaming, up stairs, crying,
+"Murder! Fire! Help!" with all her might, which made the boys laugh till
+they were nearly suffocated. But Phil ran after her, and with much
+difficulty persuaded her that they were really human beings, and good
+friends of hers.
+
+After they had danced about for some time, Mr. Harrison advised them to
+go and wash their faces, and said that they had better not play this
+game again, as some accident might occur: a match might get lighted and
+set fire to their clothes. He said he had been willing to let them try
+it once, for then they would not be frightened if any wicked or
+thoughtless person should play a trick of this kind upon them. So the
+boys put up the matches, and went off to bed full of the fun they had
+had, and saying, that if they saw a person with his nose on fire, coming
+into their rooms at night, they would take hold of it, and give it a
+good pinching.
+
+During this time, each of the boys had written home for fireworks; and
+for two or three days before the Fifth of November, all kinds of boxes,
+directed to the different boys, had been left at Mr. Harrison's house,
+and safely locked up by him, until the right time.
+
+At last the day came. The boys tumbled out of bed in the greatest
+hurry, dressed, and went out on the lawn, where they gave nine hearty
+cheers; three for the day, three for Mr. Harrison, and three for fun.
+After that they all ran into the play-room, where they found the boxes,
+which had been put there the night before.
+
+Never were boxes opened so quickly. They tore off the tops, and for some
+moments nothing was heard on all sides but "Only look here," and "Just
+see _here_;" "Boys, here is my cannon;" "Here are lots of Roman
+candles," &c.
+
+They had crackers enough between them all to keep them busy the whole
+day, and they soon got to work at them, and such a popping and cracking
+began, as frightened all the cats and dogs about the house into the
+woods.
+
+It was fortunate that the house was situated on a hill, away from any
+other; so Mr. Harrison let them make as much noise as they pleased,
+without fear of disturbing any neighbours.
+
+Presently the bell rang for prayers, and directly after that they had
+breakfast; but the bread and milk and honey were not so much in favour
+as usual, for the boys were so full of the Fifth of November, that they
+had no time to think of honey.
+
+Nearly all the fireworks were piled up on a seat against the wall in the
+play-room. The boys were firing their crackers from their wooden
+pistols, at some distance from the house.
+
+For some time everything went on well. Mr. Harrison had strictly
+forbidden them to have any fire in or near the play-room, and they were
+careful to obey him. But, alas! I must tell you what happened through
+the thoughtlessness of one of the boys. He was the youngest and smallest
+of them all. He had fired off the crackers he had taken out, and he ran
+into the play-room to get more. He held in his hand a piece of punk. All
+boys know that this is what they use to light their fireworks, as it
+burns very slowly, and lasts very long. The punk which the little fellow
+held was burning. He had forgotten to lay it down. He went to the seat
+where the fireworks were, and began to pull them about to find his
+crackers.
+
+As he was leaning over, the punk slipped from his fingers, and fell into
+the midst of the combustibles.
+
+The little fellow was so terribly frightened at this, that he rushed out
+of the room, without trying to pick it up.
+
+In a moment the fireworks all began to go off together. Pop! crack!
+fizz! bang! whizz! went the elegant wheels and the crackers, the
+grasshoppers, the Roman candles and the snakes, while the smoke rushed
+through the house.
+
+Mr. Harrison ran out of his room where he was reading, and saw,
+instantly, that the house was in great danger of being burned down. The
+boys heard the noise, and came flying back to the play-room, to save
+what they could; but it was impossible to enter. The room was black with
+smoke, and they looked on dismayed, as they heard the popping and
+banging of their precious fireworks, while "Who did it?" "Who did it?"
+was asked on all sides.
+
+Mr. Harrison instantly shut all the doors leading to the play-room, and,
+quicker than I can tell you, he got some pails of water, and threw them
+into the room. After some effort, he succeeded in quenching the fire,
+and ending this display of fireworks, which was a very different one
+from what had been intended.
+
+But what a sight presented itself! There lay the blackened remnants of
+the wheels and Roman candles, and a large hole was burned in the side of
+the room. The blouses of the boys, which hung just above, were burned,
+some one arm, some both; and the room looked like desolation.
+
+After the fright, and hurry, and confusion, were over, Mr. Harrison
+called all the boys into the study. He looked very much offended,
+indeed; and asked in a stern voice, "Which boy went into the play-room
+with fire?"
+
+The poor little fellow who had done the mischief was crying bitterly. It
+was very easy to see that he was the guilty one, for the rest looked
+grave, but not confused.
+
+"Come to me, Edwin," said Mr. Harrison, "and tell me if you have
+disobeyed me; don't be afraid to speak the truth."
+
+"I did not mean to do it," sobbed the little boy. "I forgot to leave my
+punk outside, and I dropped it by accident. I am very, very sorry, Mr.
+Harrison. I am afraid all the boys will hate me, because I have spoiled
+their sport. I hope you will forgive me, sir." And here his tears and
+sobs redoubled.
+
+"Edwin," said his kind teacher, "do you not know that my house might
+have been burned to the ground by your carelessness?--and this night,
+which we expected to spend so joyfully, we might have been without a
+roof to cover us? I must punish you to make you remember this accident,
+which your thoughtless disobedience has occasioned. You must remain in
+the study until dinner-time. The rest of the boys may go out."
+
+When the boys were out on the lawn again, they got together in a knot,
+to talk about the accident. Some were very angry with Edwin, and said
+Mr. Harrison ought to have given him a tremendous flogging; but others
+were more generous. They were just as sorry for the loss of their
+fireworks; but, when they looked towards the house, and saw little Edwin
+gazing mournfully at them from the study window, and wiping away the
+tears that fell from his eyes, they were more sorry for him, and wished
+that he could be out among them. Still, they knew it was right that he
+should be punished.
+
+"Come, boys," said Phil, when they had been standing there talking some
+time,--"come, let us go and see if anything is left."
+
+They all ran to the play-room, and some of the boys cried out to
+Edwin,--
+
+"Don't cry, little fellow; we forgive you."
+
+"Why here," shouted Phil--"here's a lot of Roman candles all safe and
+sound. Hurrah!"
+
+"And here are six wheels in this corner," cried Thomas. "We are not so
+badly off, after all."
+
+The boys at this good news began to rummage under the pile of ruins, and
+managed to collect quite a respectable quantity of fireworks. There were
+enough left to make a display with in the evening, though not near so
+splendid as they had intended.
+
+"Hurrah!" cried the boys, "we have plenty of Fifth of November left."
+
+"I have lots of crackers outside," said Phil; "but we won't fire them
+off now. They will do for the small boys to-night. Let us go to the
+stable, and pay our respects to Napoleon, and Old Pudding-head. They
+will think themselves quite neglected on this glorious occasion."
+
+So they sallied off to the stable, and saddled the pony and the donkey,
+and led them out to the play-ground, where Napoleon treated them in turn
+to a very fine dance on his hind-legs, and Old Pudding-head, not to be
+behindhand in politeness, gave all the little boys a somersault over his
+nose. They had a first-rate frolic, and did not think once of the lost
+fireworks.
+
+After dinner--and a fine dinner they had of chickens, and goose-pie, and
+custard--Mr. Harrison took the boys (little Edwin, too) down into the
+village, where a band of musicians were playing and parading through the
+street. Every little while they would stop playing and hurrah! The boys
+always hurrahed when the band did, for boys in general are not slow
+about making a noise. So they made all the noise they possibly could,
+and came back to tea, each one so hoarse, that Mrs. Harrison asked them
+if they had frogs in their throats.
+
+At last the evening came, and a still and beautiful evening it was. The
+stars peeped out, one by one, and the moon stayed in--that is, she did
+not make her appearance until very late. They could not have had a finer
+night for the grand display.
+
+The family were all assembled on the lawn, and Mr. Harrison fixed the
+wheels so nicely, that they whizzed round in the most astonishing
+manner. The Roman candles went up beautifully, and the grasshoppers and
+snakes sent the little fellows laughing and scampering in all
+directions.
+
+The hurrahing was tremendous, and the shouts of laughter were tremendous
+too.
+
+Altogether they had a very nice time, and went off to bed tired, it is
+true, but highly pleased with their day's enjoyment--all except little
+Edwin. He sighed many times, and could hardly get to sleep; but his
+carelessness was a good lesson to him, for it afterwards made him the
+most careful boy in the school.
+
+After the Fifth of November, the boys settled down into their usual
+employments. Their gardens were carefully tended, and many a fine
+bouquet of flowers was presented with pride and pleasure to Mrs.
+Harrison. They ate pumpkin-pie, made with their own pumpkins, and
+thought them the most delicious pumpkins that ever grew; and their
+melons were the sweetest melons they ever tasted in all their lives.
+
+They were very attentive in school also; and at the end of the term,
+when the boys were preparing to go home for the holidays, they all said
+it was the pleasantest time they had ever spent together. They parted
+with their kind teacher with many thanks for his kindness, and hopes
+that after the holidays all would meet together again, and be as happy
+as before.
+
+
+
+
+THE CHRISTMAS PARTY.
+
+
+Mr. and Mrs. Percy had seven grandchildren, all very pretty and very
+good. These children did not all have the same father and mother--that
+is, Mr. and Mrs. Percy's eldest son had three children, whose names were
+Mary, and Carry, and Thomas; and one of their daughters was married, and
+had three children--their names were Willy, and Bella, and Fanny; and
+their youngest son was married and had one child. Her name was Sarah.
+She was the youngest of the children, and they all loved her very much,
+and her Grandma made a great pet of her.
+
+The children and their parents had been invited to eat a Christmas
+dinner with their Grandma, and they had been promised a little dance in
+the evening. Even little Sarah was to go, and stay to the ball, as she
+called it. They were glad, for they liked to go to their dear Grandma's
+very much.
+
+At last Christmas came. It was a bright, frosty day; the icicles that
+hung from the iron railing, sparkled as the sun shone upon them, and the
+little boys in the streets made sliding ponds of the gutters, and did
+not mind a bit when they came down on their backs, but jumped up and
+tried it again; and a great many people were hurrying along with large
+turkeys to cook for their Christmas dinner, and everybody looked very
+happy indeed.
+
+After these children, about whom I am telling you, came back from
+church, they were dressed very nicely, and although they lived in three
+different houses, they all got to their Grandma's very nearly at the
+same time. The first thing they did was to run up to their Grandma, and
+wish her a merry Christmas, and kiss her, and say that they hoped she
+felt quite well. Then they did the same to their Grandpa and Aunties,
+for they had two dear, kind aunts, who lived with their Grandparents.
+Then they all hugged and kissed each other, and jumped about so much,
+that some kissed noses and some kissed chins, and little Sarah was
+almost crazy with delight, for she had never been to so large a party
+before.
+
+"Grandma," said Willy, "I hung up my stocking last night, and what do
+you think I got in it?"
+
+His Grandma guessed that he got a birch-rod.
+
+"No," said Willy, laughing, "I got a doughnut in the shape of a monkey
+with a long tail; I ate the monkey for my breakfast, and it was very
+good indeed."
+
+The children all laughed at this, and Bella, Willy's sister, who was
+the oldest of all the children, said she thought Willy had a
+monkey-_look_ about him. So he went by the name of the monkey-eater for
+the rest of the day.
+
+Soon the bell rang for dinner, and they all went down stairs; for the
+children and grown people were to dine together. It was now quite dark,
+and the chandelier that hung over the table was lighted, the curtains
+were drawn close, the fire burnt brightly, and the table-cloth was so
+white and fine that it looked like satin.
+
+The happy party sat down at a large round table, and the children's eyes
+looked so bright and their cheeks so rosy, that it was the pleasantest
+sight in the world to see. Little Sarah could not help having a great
+many little laughs all to herself. She could not keep them in. She was
+only four years old, so you may suppose she could not look very grave
+and stiff on such a delightful occasion.
+
+When Willy saw his little cousin Sarah trying to hide her sparkling
+eyes, and her funny little laugh behind her mother's arm, he felt just
+as if somebody was tickling him. So he pinched his lips together very
+tight indeed, and casting his eyes up to the ceiling, tried to look as
+grave as a judge. But it would not do; he burst out into such a fit of
+laughing, that everybody else laughed too, and it was a long time before
+they could get their faces straight enough to eat their dinner.
+
+Would you like to know what they had for dinner? Well, I will tell you.
+After their Grandpa had asked a blessing, they had some very nice soup.
+The children did not care for soup. Then they had a fish stuffed with
+all sorts of things, and stewed, and the grown people said the fish was
+very nice; but the little ones did not care for that either. They then
+had some roast beef and a boiled turkey with oysters. The children all
+took turkey; Willy asked for a drum-stick, and his cousin Mary said he
+wanted it to beat the monkey he ate in the morning. Bella chose a
+merry-thought; little Sarah liked a hug-me-fast; Carry took a
+wishing-bone; Thomas said he would have the other drum-stick to help
+beat the monkey, and Fanny thanked her Grandma for a wing, so that she
+could fly away when the beating of the monkey took place.
+
+But this was not half the good things, for they afterwards had some
+delicious game, such as partridges, and woodcocks, and some fried
+oysters. All this pleased the grown people most. The children saved
+their appetites for the dessert. Well, after this, the cloth was taken
+off, and under that was another table-cloth just as white and fine as
+the first.
+
+Then came something that was quite astonishing. What do you think it
+was? It was a great plum-pudding all on fire! it blazed away terribly,
+and Willy thought they had better send for the fire-engines to put it
+out; but it was blown out very easily, and the children each had a very
+small piece, because it was too rich to eat much of, and their parents
+did not wish to make them ill.
+
+After that there came ice-creams, and jellies, and sweetmeats, that were
+perfectly delicious; and then the other white cloth was taken off, and
+under that was a beautiful red one. Then the servants put on the table
+what the children liked best of all, and that was a dish of fine
+motto-kisses, and oranges, and grapes, and other nice fine fruits.
+
+The children sent the mottoes to each other, and had a great deal of
+sport. Some one sent Willy this:--
+
+    "O William, William, 'tis quite plain to see
+     That all your life you will a monkey be."
+
+He thought his cousin Mary had sent it, because he saw that she was
+trying very hard to look grave, so he sent this to her:--
+
+    "Dear Mary, you are too severe--
+     You are too bad, I do declare;
+     Your motto has upset me quite,
+     I shan't get over it to-night."
+
+Mary laughed when she read it, and said she had been just as cruel to
+Thomas, for she had sent him this:--
+
+    "The rose is red, the violet blue,
+     The grass is green and so are you."
+
+They had a good laugh at Thomas, but as he laughed as hard as any one,
+it did no harm. Little Sarah had a great many mottoes. Her Mamma read
+them to her, and it pleased her very much. She said it was a very nice
+play, but she was tired with sitting such a long time at table, so her
+Mother let her slip down from her chair.
+
+Very soon all the rest got up, and went up stairs into the
+drawing-room. But what was that in the middle of the room? It seemed to
+be a large table covered all over with a red cloth. What could it be?
+Willy said, "Grandma, that table looks as if something was on it;" and
+little Sarah said, "Grandma, I guess Old Father Christmas has been
+here."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Yes, dear children," said their Grandma, "Father Christmas has been
+here, and this time he looked very much like your Grandpa. He will be up
+soon, and then we will see what is on the table."
+
+Oh how the children did wish to peep! They could not look at anything
+else; they danced and jumped round the table, and were in a great hurry
+for their Grandpa. In a few minutes he came into the room, and all the
+children ran up to him and said, "Dear Grandpa, do let us see what you
+have got on the table."
+
+He smiled, and went to the table and took the cloth off. The children
+were so astonished that they could not say a single word; the table was
+covered with beautiful things, and under it was something that looked
+like a little red-brick house.
+
+"Well," said their kind Grandpa, "my dear children, you did not think
+you were going to be treated with such a fine show as this; you may go
+up to the table, and see if you can find out who they are for." The
+children gathered round the table, and Willy took from the top a fine
+brig with all her sails set, and colours flying. His eyes sparkled when
+he saw written on a slip of paper which lay on the deck, these words;
+"For my dear Willy." The children clapped their hands, and nothing was
+heard, but "How beautiful!" "What a fine ship!" "It is a brig of war,"
+said Willy: "only look at the little brass guns on her deck! Thank you,
+thank you, dear Grandpa. What is the name of my ship?"
+
+"Her name is painted on her stern," said his Grandpa. Willy looked, and
+saw that she was called the "Louisa." He blushed, and looked very funny,
+and the other children laughed, for Willy knew a very pretty little girl
+whose name was Louisa, and he liked her very much; and that was what
+made them laugh when they heard the name.
+
+After they had all admired the brig, they went back to the table, and
+there were two beautiful books, full of engravings or pictures, one for
+Bella and one for Mary; and next to these was a large wax doll for
+Carry, and another for Fanny. Carry's doll was dressed in blue satin,
+with a white satin hat and a lace veil, and Fanny's doll was dressed in
+pink satin with a black velvet hat and feathers--their eyes opened and
+shut, and they had beautiful faces.
+
+How delighted the little girls were! They hugged their dolls to their
+little breasts, and then ran to hug and kiss their Grandpa. Carry said,
+"My dolly's name shall be Rose;" and Fanny said, "My dolly's name shall
+be Christmas, because I got her on Christmas-day."
+
+Well I must hurry and tell you the rest, for I am afraid my story is
+getting too long. Thomas found for him a splendid menagerie, and all the
+animals made noises like real animals. There were roaring lions, and
+yelling tigers, and laughing hyenas, and braying asses, and chattering
+monkeys, and growling bears, and many other wild beasts. Oh, how pleased
+Thomas was, and all the children!
+
+Little Sarah did nothing but jump up and down, and say, "So many things!
+So many things! I never saw so many things!"
+
+But who was to have the little house under the table, I wonder? There
+was a little piece of paper sticking out of the chimney, and Sarah
+pulled it out and carried it to her Grandpa. He took her up in his arms,
+and read it to her. What was written on it was, "A baby-house for my
+little darling Sarah."
+
+"Why, I guess this must be for you," said Grandpapa.
+
+"Yes, it is for me," said the little girl; "my name is Sarah, and it
+must be for me."
+
+Her Grandpa put her down, and led her to the table. He drew the little
+house out, and opened it. The whole front of the house opened, and
+there, inside, were two rooms; one was a parlour, and one a bedroom. The
+children all cried out, "What a fine baby-house! Look at the
+centre-table, and the red velvet chairs; and only see the elegant
+curtains! Oh dear! how beautiful it is!"
+
+Little Sarah did not say a word. She stood before the baby-house with
+her hands stretched out, and jumped up and down, her eyes shining like
+diamonds. She was too much pleased to speak. She looked so funny jumping
+up and down all the time, that she made Willy laugh again, and then
+everybody laughed.
+
+At last she said, "There is a young lady sitting in the chair with a
+red sash on. I think she wants to come out."
+
+"Well, you may take her out," said her Grandpa. So Sarah took the young
+lady out, and then took up the chairs and sofa, one by one, and smoothed
+the velvet, and looked at the little clock on the mantelpiece, and
+opened the little drawers of the bureau; and then putting them down, she
+began to jump again.
+
+There was never such a happy party before. The children hardly wished to
+dance, they were so busy looking at their presents. But after a little
+while they had a very nice dance. One of their aunts played for them;
+she played so well, and kept such nice time, that it was quite a
+pleasure to hear her.
+
+It was now quite late, and little Sarah had fallen fast asleep on the
+sofa, with the young lady out of the baby-house clasped tight to her
+little bosom. So they wrapped her up, doll and all, in a great shawl,
+and the rest put on their nice warm coats and cloaks; and after a great
+deal of hugging and kissing, they got into the carriages with their
+parents, and went home happy and delighted.
+
+Thus ended this joyful Christmas-day.
+
+
+
+
+LONDON:
+
+Printed by G. BARCLAY, Castle St. Leicester Sq.
+
+
+
+
+
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