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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Pretty Tales for the Nursery + +Author: Isabel Thompson + +Illustrator: Sir John Gilbert + +Release Date: May 14, 2008 [EBook #25469] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PRETTY TALES FOR THE NURSERY *** + + + + +Produced by Marilynda Fraser-Cunliffe and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This +file was made using scans of public domain works in the +International Children's Digital Library.) + + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: FANNY'S BIRTHDAY] + + PRETTY TALES + + FOR THE + + NURSERY. + + [Illustration] + + LONDON: + THE RELIGIOUS TRACT SOCIETY: + + Depositories: + 56, PATERNOSTER ROW; 65, ST. PAUL'S CHURCHYARD; AND 164, PICCADILLY: + AND SOLD BY THE BOOKSELLERS. + +[Illustration: PRETTY TALES FOR THE NURSERY.] + + + + +FANNY'S BIRTHDAY. + + +Here is a nice new book! It is mine. Papa has just given it to me, for +this is my birth-day, and I am five years old. Oh, how pretty it is! +Here are boys and girls at play, like Willie and me; and here is nurse, +with baby on her knee. + +They will call me a dunce if I do not learn to read well, so I will try +my very best; for what is the use of a nice book like this, if I cannot +read it? It is not of a bit more use than my wax doll would be to puss. + +What, Miss Puss, you hear your own name, do you? and think we are going +to have a game of play. On no, puss, no such thing. It will not do for +me to mind only play, for mamma says that, if I live, I shall be a woman +in time, and there are many things that I must learn before then. + +Look, puss, here is my new book. Ah, I see you do not care for books. +You like to lie on the warm rug before the fire, and there you sleep +away half your time. That may do very well for a puss, but it will not +do for me. If I am as idle as you, I shall grow up a dunce, and what +would papa say then? No, no, pussy, you may do as you like, but for my +part I am not going to be a dunce. + +[Illustration] + +Sometimes I sit upon mamma's knee, and she tells me the story about a +young king, who lived many years ago, and who loved the Bible better +than any other book in the world, and how God took him to wear a crown +of gold in heaven. Or else she talks to me about Jesus, who came down +from his glory above to die for us upon the cross. I love to hear about +him when he was a baby, and his mother laid him in a manger, for there +was no room for him in the inn. Oh! how glad I shall be when I can read +these things in books. + +Mamma says that when I can read, I shall have books that will teach me +about many things which are to be seen in places a long way off, far, +far over the sea. About lions and tigers, that live in the woods, and +about black boys and girls, like the poor man who came to beg at the +door. Willie and I ran away from him, but nurse called us back, and +said he would not hurt us; and mamma told us to pity him and be kind to +him, if we saw him again. I should like to see the little black boys and +girls. Some of them go to school, I am told, but others are never taught +anything that is good: I am very sorry for them. + +Let me look again at my new book. Papa was very kind to buy it for me, +and I will take care of it, that not a leaf may be torn. But I shall +lend it to Willie if he asks me, for mamma says we must be kind to each +other. I will tell him to take care of it when I lend it to him. Now I +will go and show it to nurse, and ask her to put on it a white paper +cover to keep it clean. Good bye, pussy, I will leave you to finish your +nap, and when I come back again I will have some play with you. + + + + +THE DOG THAT HAD NO HOME. + + +One day little James stood upon a chair, and looked out at the window, +and he saw a dog lying on a bank on the other side of the road. Then a +bad boy came that way and hit it with a stick. James could see the poor +dog shiver with cold as he lay on the wet bank. James felt very sorry +for him, and he said, "Why does not the dog go home, and lie down by the +fire, and get warm?" + +[Illustration: THE DOG THAT HAD NO HOME] + +Then James's mother said, "I do not think the poor dog has any home to +go to. I have seen him out there before; and one day I saw Jane Rose +keep a bad boy from hurting the dog." + +[Illustration] + +Now James was very sorry that this poor dog should have no home. He +talked a great deal about him, and when it began to grow dark, he got +upon the chair again to see if he was still lying there. + +The dog was there still, but he was not lying down this time. He stood +upon the bank, and looked this way and that way, as if he did not know +where to go. He looked more cold and wet than before, for the rain was +coming down fast. Then James said to his mother, "May I tell Jane to let +that poor dog come in? See how cold and hungry he looks. I should like +to give him my bread and butter, for I have had some dinner, but the +poor dog has not had a bit." + +His mother said, "We cannot have him in the house, but you may ask Jane +to let him come into the yard, and there is some straw in one corner of +the shed where he may lie and get dry." + +James was very glad to hear this, and he ran in a great hurry to tell +Jane. So Jane went to the gate to call the dog, and James went back to +the window to see him come in. But the dog would not come at first, and +James's mother said that he looked afraid of being beat. At last he came +very slowly across the road, and when he heard Jane call him, "Poor +fellow! poor fellow!" he ran into the yard. + +James's mother told Jane to give the dog some water to drink, and +something to eat. So James stood by and saw him fed, and then the dog +lay down on the straw, and curled himself round. James gave him one +little pat on the head, and the dog wagged his tail, which was the only +way he had to say, Thank you. Then James and Jane came away from the +shed, and the dog went to sleep. + +The last thing before James went to bed, he begged of Jane to go and see +if the dog was still lying in the shed. Yes, he was snug asleep in the +straw. James's mother said she would give him leave to stay there all +night if he liked. + +The next day, as soon as James awoke, he began to talk about the dog to +Jane, who came to dress him. Jane said that he was not gone away, and +the rain was over, and he was come out of the shed. So James made haste +down stairs, and he went into the yard to see how he was after his good +night's rest. + +The dog was lying in the sun, and when he saw James he jumped up and +ran to him; for a dog always knows those who are kind to him, and treat +him well. If James had not been kind to this dog the night before, he +would not have been so glad to see him come into the yard. + +Then James patted him, and said, "Doggy, what is your name?" But the dog +only looked in James's face. He was a very pretty dog, but he was very +thin, like a dog that has no home. And James said, "Oh, I wish I might +keep you for my own! I would feed you, and take care of you, and you +should never lie out in the rain and the cold any more." + +Then James's father came out of the house, and he said, "If I were to +let you keep this dog, are you sure that you would be always kind to +him, and use him well?" And James said, "Yes, father, indeed I would," +Then his father said, "We must try to find out his proper master, if he +has one, and send him to his own home; but if he has not a proper +master, nor a home, he shall be your dog, my boy, and we will have a +kennel made for him; and as he has been such a roving dog, Rover shall +be his name." + +So James's father asked a great many people about the dog, to try to +find out his master and his home. But no one knew anything about him, +and no one could tell where he came from. And some kind people said they +were glad that he had found a good home, and he was a wise dog not to go +away from it. + +So James kept him for his own, and there was a kennel made for him, and +it was set up in a corner of the yard. And he was called by the name of +Rover, as he had been such a roving dog all the time that he had no +home. + + + + +ANNIE GROVE'S SHOE. + + +One warm summer day, when little Annie Grove was coming home from +school, some of her school-fellows said, "Let us go into the fields and +get some flowers to take home." So they got over the stile into the +field by the side of the road. Annie could not get over the stile at +first, for it was a high one; but her brother John and Jane Gray told +her to put her foot upon the step, and then they lifted her over into +the field. Her brother was older than the rest, so he was tall and +strong. It is right that the older boys and girls should be kind to the +little ones, but they should not help them to do wrong; and John knew +that they were both doing wrong when he helped to lift Annie over into +the field. + +[Illustration] + +They all ran about the fields a long time, for it was a fine sun-shiny +day. When they grew hot and tired, they sat down under some trees beside +a narrow brook. After a while, Jane Gray said, "How nice it would be to +wade over the brook this warm day!" And one said, "I will do it," and +some one else said, "I will do it," and so they all jumped up and got +ready to wade over the brook. Little Annie Grove jumped up too, and took +off her shoes and her little white socks, and she held up her frock +round her, and put the shoes and socks into her frock to keep them safe. +Then she put her little bare feet into the water to wade across the +brook. She would not have done it if any grown-up person had been by, +for she knew that it was wrong. + +There were some sharp stones lying at the bottom of the brook, and when +Annie was about half-way over, she trod upon one of them, and hurt her +foot. Poor Annie stood still, and began to cry, for she was afraid to go +on, and afraid to turn back, and the sharp stone had hurt her foot very +much. She held up her frock with one hand, and a school-fellow who was +close by took pity on her, and led her by the other hand back again to +the grassy bank under the trees. + +Then Jane Gray wiped Annie's foot dry with some of the long grass, and +then they began to put on her socks and shoes. But only one shoe could +be found. They looked among the grass, and they looked on the bank, but +there was only one shoe to be seen. She had let the other slip away when +she hurt her foot, and all the time since it had been going down the +brook; and the brook was deeper and wider at the other end of the field, +so there was little hope that poor Annie's shoe would ever be seen +again. + +What Annie was to do not even Jane Gray could tell. How was she to walk +home with only one shoe? It was now very late, and there was not much +time to talk about it, for every one of the girls ought to have been at +home at least an hour before. So she had to go along with them as well +as she could, the little white sock coming to the ground at every other +step, so that people turned to look after her, and smiled, as she +walked down the street. Poor Annie will not soon forget that day of +sorrow and shame. + +Her mother was angry when she got home, for though Annie was a little +girl, she was quite old enough to have known better; and if other people +do wrong that is no good reason why we should do the same. + + + + +THE LITTLE BOY'S BEDTIME. + + +One night little Albert sat at play with his box of bricks till bedtime. +He sat at the foot of his mamma's work-table, and he built a house with +walls round it, and steps up to the door, and a well in the middle of +the yard. His mamma said it was very nicely done. Then Albert began to +take the house to pieces, and put away the bricks; and before he had put +all the bricks into the box, the clock struck eight. + +[Illustration: LITTLE BOY'S BEDTIME] + +When the clock struck, Susan came to the door and said, "Come, master +Albert, it is time to go to bed." His mamma said, "Please to come again +by and by, for the little boy is not quite ready. He has not said his +prayer. He will be ready soon." But Albert cried out, "Go away, Susan. I +do not want to go to bed. I want to sit up a little longer." + +_Mamma._ My dear, it is bedtime, and you must go. + +_Albert._ It is not your bedtime, mamma. I do not think any one goes to +sleep so soon but baby and me. + +_Mamma._ Oh yes, I can tell you of many more. The little birds' bedtime +comes before yours. It comes when the sun goes down, so they went to +sleep long ago. + +_Albert._ Where do the birds sleep, mamma? + +_Mamma._ Some are hid in the long grass in the fields, and some are +among the leaves on the tall trees. There they are, if you could see +them now, each with its little head under its wing. + +_Albert._ I dare say they are tired with flying about all day. + +_Mamma._ Yes, they were tired, and glad to go to rest. Then there are +the doves in the dove-cot. If you were to go out and listen now, you +would not hear their soft coo, for they are all asleep. And the white +hen is asleep, with her seven little chicks safe under her wings. + +_Albert._ But Keeper is not asleep. I heard him bark just now. + +_Mamma._ No, for it is Keeper's duty to keep watch, and take care of the +house. + +_Albert._ Mamma, do you think that poor old woman and little girl are +asleep, whom papa met to-day, and who begged for a bit of bread? + +_Mamma._ I cannot tell, my dear boy. Only think, if they are now out in +the dark, with cold and tired feet, what thanks they would give to any +one for a soft warm bed like yours! + +_Albert._ Must I thank Susan for my nice warm bed? + +[Illustration] + +_Mamma._ Susan is very kind to you, my love, and you must thank her for +all she does for you, and speak kindly to her in return. But it is God +who gives you a home, and food to eat, and a bed to rest in. You must +thank God for all the good things you have. + +_Albert._ I do thank him, mamma, when I say my little verse. May I say +it now? + +_Mamma._ Yes, let me hear it before you kneel down to say your prayer. + + _Albert._ I thank God for the soft warm bed + On which I lay my little head; + I thank him for the sweet repose + When my weary eyelids close; + But more then all I praise his name + Who once for me a child became, + And left his glory in the sky, + For me to suffer and to die. + +_Mamma._ Now come and kneel down by me to say your prayer. + +Then little Albert knelt down, and when he had ended his prayer, his +mamma took him upon her knee for some more talk, as Susan did not come. +She told him that he was a sinful child, and had done many bad things. +But she also told him that God was full of love, and had sent his only +Son Jesus Christ into the world to die for our sins. And God will hear +our prayers for the sake of his dear Son; and if we ask him, he will +pardon our sins, and give us his Holy Spirit to make us holy. + +When their talk was nearly over, Susan came again, and Albert kissed his +mamma, and jumped off her knee, and bade her good night. And as he went +up-stairs he said, + + "I thank God for the soft warm bed + On which I lay my little head; + I thank him for the sweet repose + When my weary eyelids close." + + + + +THE THIEF IN THE DOLLS' HOUSE. + + +Lucy and Kate had a kind aunt; and one very cold day, when the snow was +on the ground, she sent them a New Year's Gift. It was a little house +for dolls to live in, and there were four rooms in it, and tables and +chairs. Two of the rooms were below, and two of them were above. In each +of the two rooms that were above, there was a little wooden frame for a +bed to lie on, but there was no bed on it, and no pillow, and there were +no sheets, nor anything else of the kind. Their aunt sent word that Lucy +and Kate must make the things that were wanted, and it would help them +to learn to sew. + +[Illustration] + +Their aunt also sent two little wax dolls to be in the house. One of the +dolls had on a pink silk frock, and the other had on a blue frock. + +So their mother gave them some linen to make the sheets, and to make a +case for each of the beds, and for the pillows. Lucy and Kate said to +each other, "What shall we put into the beds, to make them soft, like +the bed in baby's cot?" And Lucy said, "Nurse has got some bran in a +bag; I will ask her to give us some to put into the beds." Then Kate +said that bran would do very well. + +They went to ask nurse, and she was very kind, and she said, "I think it +would be better to stuff the beds with wool." The little girls said, +"Yes, give us some bran, if you please, nurse. We have not any wool, and +we do not want to wait till we can get some, for we do not like our +dolls to sit up all night." + +For a long time after this, Lucy and Kate played with their dolls, and +the pretty house, and every night they took off the silk frocks, and put +on the white caps and the night-gowns, and laid each doll in its own +little bed. And then they shut the door of the house. But one night they +were in a hurry, for their aunt was come to see them, and they did not +shut the door quite fast. + +The next day, when play-time came, the little girls went into the room +where all their toys were kept. Kate went up to the corner where the +dolls' house stood, for they had a place for everything, and tried to +keep everything in its place. But the door of the house stood open, and +as soon as Kate looked in, she called for Lucy in great haste. "O Lucy! +come, quick! quick! There has been a thief in our dolls' house, and here +are our poor dolls lying on the floor!" + +Lucy ran to look, and she saw the two dolls, each lying on the floor in +its own room, and the rooms in a litter with bits of bran. Lucy and Kate +lifted up the dolls with great care, but they were not hurt, for the +beds were not far from the floor, and so they had not had a very bad +fall. It was plain that some thief had been in the house, for the chairs +and tables were not in their right places, and nearly all the bran that +had been in the beds was gone away. As for the bed-rooms, they were in +such a litter that they were not fit to be seen. Then Lucy and Kate +said, "Who could the thief have been? And how did he get in?" + +Now nurse had begun to dress the baby in the nest room, but when she +heard Lucy and Kate call to each other, she laid the baby in his cot, +and came to see what was the matter. The little girls each laid hold of +her hand, and cried out, "O nurse! there has been a thief in our dolls' +house!" So nurse looked in, and when she saw the rooms in a litter, and +the bran lying about on the floor, she began to laugh. And she said, +"Yes, there has been a thief. I can see that some poor little hungry +mouse has been in your house, and has ate up the bran that was in the +beds." + +The little girls then began to laugh too, and Lucy said, "How could the +mouse get in?" And nurse told them that the door could not have been +shut close the night before, and so the mouse pushed it quite open, and +went in. + +Then Lucy and Kate ran to tell their mother, and she came to look at +the dolls' house, and to see the litter that the thief had made with the +bran upon the floor. So she gave them some more linen to make new cases +for the beds, and they set to work again that same day. But they took +care this time to stuff the beds and the pillows with nice soft wool, +that the hungry mouse might not eat them up when next he wanted a +supper. + + + + +HARRY. + + +Harry was a little boy who lived in a town, and went to school. He went +with some boys who were older than he was, and they took care of him in +the street. Little boys should not run about the street alone, or they +may be hurt. + +Harry was a good boy at school. He tried to learn; and one day he got to +the top of his class. This was good news to carry home to his mamma, and +it made Harry feel proud, which was very wrong. Pride is a sin; and when +we give way to sin, it is sure to end in sorrow. + +Harry said to his mamma, "I like you to praise me, mamma, and to call me +a good boy. I mean to be always good. I will keep at the top of my class +as long as I can, and I will never do any thing wrong." + +His mamma said, "You must not say that you will never do wrong, but you +must ask God to help you to be good, for the sake of Jesus Christ his +Son; for that is the way to be kept from sin." + +But Harry did not know that he had a sinful heart. + +[Illustration] + +Now his mamma had told him that when he came from school, he must not +stop to play by the way. The very day after he had this talk with her +about being good, as he was coming home, with his book-bag on his arm, +some of the boys began to play in the street. And Harry put down his +book-bag, to play with them, and they played so long that at last it +grew dusk, and then Harry set off home as fast as he could run. But he +forgot that he had left his book-bag lying in the street. + +When he got to the door, he rang the bell, and Susan, the maid, let him +in. So Susan said, "Why, master Harry, where have you been till now?" +But Harry looked down, and rubbed his shoes very hard upon the mat, as +if he did not hear her. + +His mamma had put away her work, and the tea-things were ready, and the +urn was on the table, and toast, and bread and butter, and cake. It was +very late indeed. His mamma said, "How is it you are so late, my dear? I +hope you did not stop to play in the street." + +Then Harry told a lie; for he said that he had not stopped to play. + +His mamma saw that he did not speak the truth, for his face was very +red, and he looked like a boy that was telling a lie. I cannot tell you +how sad she felt to think that her little Harry should be such a wicked +child. + +But before she had time to say a word, all at once Harry missed his +book-bag off his arm, and he knew that he had left it lying in the +street. He could no longer hide his fault from his mamma, so he began +to cry, and said, "May I go back and look for my book-bag? I have left +it on a step at some one's door." + +Then his mamma asked, "How came you to put your book-bag on the step?" +And Harry cried more than before, and told her that he had stayed to +play with the other boys. + +His mamma said, "You have been a very wicked boy, and there are two +things that I must punish you for. I must punish you for not coming home +as you were bid, and then for trying to hide your fault by telling a +lie." + +So she called Susan, and asked her to go up the street with Harry to +look for his book-bag. By this time it was nearly dark, and Harry took +hold of Susan's hand, and went crying along the street. One or two +people who passed him said, "I wonder what is the matter with that +little boy." When they came to the corner of the street where he had +stayed to play, he said, "This is the place, and I laid my book-bag on +that step." Then Susan looked, and Harry looked; but the book-bag was +not there. Susan said that some one must have stolen it. + +Harry was afraid that his mamma would be very angry when she knew that +his bag and all his school-books were quite gone. But no, that which +gave her most pain and grief was to know that her little boy had not +spoken the truth. It is a sad thing to tell a lie. God has said that all +liars shall have their part in the lake of fire that burns for ever and +ever. + +So Harry's mamma had to punish him, very soon after he had told her that +he would be always good. He had now found out that he had a sinful +heart. You also are a sinner, young reader. You often do what is wrong. +Do not forget this story about Harry; and if ever you feel proud when +you have tried to do well, go and say this little prayer to your Father +who is in heaven: "O Lord, I am a poor sinful child. I cannot do right +of myself. Pardon my sins, and give me a meek and humble heart, for the +sake of Jesus Christ my Saviour. Amen." + + + + +THE POND IN THE FIELD. + + +Mary lived with her mother in a little house. She often sat by the door +on a long seat, and then would run about the field on the other side of +the road. There was a narrow path in the field, and people used to walk +along it when they came that way from the town. Down at the corner of +the field, near the stile, there were some tall trees, and under the +trees there was a pond. The water in the pond was not very deep, but it +was deep enough to drown a little girl like Mary, so her mother told her +she must never play near the pond, for fear she should slip in. + +[Illustration] + +While Mary was at play, her mother was at work in the house. For her +mother was poor, and had to work to find them food, and things to wear +to keep them warm. So she could not spare time to look after her little +girl when she was at play. + +Mary's mother came home from market one day, and in her basket she had a +little tin can, with a handle, and she gave it to Mary for her own. So +she always drank her milk and her tea out of this can. Now Mary had seen +her mother go down to the pond to fetch a pail of water, and it came +into her head that she would fetch the water in her own little can, to +fill the kettle for tea. So when her mother was busy at work, she got on +a chair, and took her can off the shelf, and away she ran down to the +pond, not saying a word. + +Mary went close to the pond with her little can in her hand, to stoop +down and dip it into the water. But the can fell into the water. The +grass at the edge of the pond was muddy and wet, and so, just as she was +going to stoop down, Mary's foot went slip--slip, and she fell into the +water. Poor Mary! she gave one loud scream, and that was all that she +could do. + +[Illustration] + +Now not far from the spot where Mary fell into the pond, a kind girl +named Jane, who lived close by, was reading a book as she sat under a +tree. She heard a splash in the water, and saw Mary fall into the pond. +She soon threw down her book on the grass, and ran to help the poor +little girl out of the water. She took hold of Mary's frock, and pulled +her out of the pond. Then she took her up in her arms, and ran with her +along the narrow path to the house, for she well knew that the house by +the side of the field was little Mary's home. + +Mary's mother met them at the door, and when she saw her little girl, +she began to cry. But kind Jane said, "Do not cry. Your little girl is +not hurt." So they took off Mary's wet frock, and put on her a nice dry +nightgown, and laid her in bed. And her mother made her some warm tea, +and then she went to sleep. When she woke up again, she was quite well. + +Jane went back to the field to pick up her book, but Mary's little can +was nowhere to be seen. It was never heard of again; and Mary had to +drink her milk and her tea out of a tea cup, for the little tin can was +quite gone. I do not think she went near the pond again. It was a lesson +to her ever after, to mind and do as her mother told her. + + + + +MAMMA'S DOLL. + + +_Ellen._ Oh! mamma, I am so sorry! Look at my poor doll. I let baby play +with it, and she has thrown it upon the floor, and broken its nose. + +[Illustration: MAMMA'S DOLL] + +_Mamma._ Poor doll! You do look a sad figure, indeed. + +_Ellen._ I did not like to be unkind to baby, you know, mamma, and so I +gave it to her for a little while, when she held out her hands to take +it. But I did not think she would throw it upon the floor. + +_Mamma._ Do not cry, my dear. Come and sit upon my knee, and I will tell +you a story. I hope you were not very angry with baby. She is too young +to know that a doll is not to be thrown upon the floor. + +_Ellen._ No, mamma, I was not angry. Baby did not know any better. But I +cannot help crying for my pretty doll. + +_Mamma._ Let me wipe away that tear. Now hear my story. I am going to +tell you about my doll, when I was a little girl. + +_Ellen._ Oh! mamma, had you a doll, once? And was it as large as mine? +Was it a wax doll, mamma? + +_Mamma._ It was a large wax doll much larger than yours; and it had blue +eyes and dark brown hair. When I was a little older than you are, I went +with my mamma and my aunt to spend some weeks in a fine old city; and +one day while we were there, my mamma took me into a shop, and bought +this doll for me. She said I must dress it myself, and my aunt showed me +the proper way to make its frocks. With this help I was able to dress it +very nicely. And my mamma said to me, "This is the last doll that I +intend to buy for you; for, if you take care of it, it will not spoil +like your other dolls." + +_Ellen._ And did you take care of it, mamma? + +_Mamma._ Yes, for my mamma taught me to be neat, and to keep everything +in order, as I try to teach you. So at the end of a year, my doll looked +just as good as new. I used to play with it very often, and I called it +by the name of Jessie. I had a little sister, as you have, whom I loved +very much, and when she was a baby I used to nurse her, and kiss her +little soft cheeks. But when she was two or three years old, she was +taken very ill, and could no longer play about the nursery. She grew +pale and thin, and used to lie all day in the nurse's arms, or in her +little cot. She was too ill to play with any of the toys that she had +been fond of before. But one day I took my doll to the side of her +little cot, where she was lying, and then she gave a very faint smile; +so I laid it by her side, and that seemed to please her. After that, +when she was lying in her cot, the doll always lay there too, for it was +the only thing which seemed to please her, all the time that she was +ill. + +[Illustration] + +One day, when I wanted to go into her room as I had been used to do, +they told me she was dead. I saw her when she was laid in her little +coffin. She was pale, and so very cold. There were some flowers lying on +her pillow, and a rose-bud in each little hand. The soul of the dear +baby was gone to God; and her body was laid in a grave, under the yew +tree in the churchyard. + +_Ellen._ Oh! dear mamma, how sad you must have felt! What should I do if +our dear baby were to die? + +_Mamma._ I did indeed feel sad, and after that time I could never bear +to play with my pretty doll, for the sight of it seemed to bring back my +grief again. So my mamma put it by with great care, and all the frocks +and other things that I had made. But only think, Ellen, what pain I +should have felt, if I had been unkind to my little sister when she +wished to have my doll. Should not all little girls try to be kind to +each other? + +_Ellen._ I will try, mamma; and I am glad that I was not cross with +baby when she threw my doll upon the floor. + +_Mamma._ I have not yet done with the story about my doll. It was put by +safe in a drawer, and lay there a great many years, and when I was grown +up, I used to look at it now and then. My mamma never gave it away. Can +you guess where it is now? And should you not like to see my pretty +Jessie? + +_Ellen._ Yes, mamma, I should like to see her, indeed. + +_Mamma._ Then after dinner we will take a walk, and pay a visit to +grandmamma, and we will ask her to show us the doll that came from the +fine old city so many long years ago. + +_Ellen._ Thank you, mamma, that will be very nice. And may I play with +Jessie a little while, and walk with her round grandmamma's garden? + +_Mamma._ You may, my love. And since baby, who did not know any better, +has broken your doll's face, it shall be put among her toys for her to +play with. And we will ask grandmamma to let Jessie come home with us. +You have been a kind little girl; and so, as I like to see you happy, +you shall have her for your own. + + + + +THE SHORT TEXT. + + +Have you ever seen a book of Short Texts in Short Words? It is a book +for a little child, and there is in it a very short and easy text for +every day in the year. A text means some words taken from the Bible, +which is God's own book, that he has given to teach us the way to +heaven. The Bible tells us about our sins, and about the Lord Jesus +Christ, who came to seek and to save us. And it also tells us how we may +become holy, by the help of the Holy Spirit. + +But I was going to tell you about the book of texts. Little Arthur had +one of these books, and he used to learn the text for every day, and +repeat it to his mamma before he began school. Arthur did not go to +school to any one but his mamma. She taught him his lesson each day, and +heard him say it. + +One day, the text was very short indeed. It was only four words. It was, +"Thou GOD seest me." When Arthur had said it to his mamma, she began to +talk to him; and Arthur stood quietly at the work-table, and looked in +her face. + +[Illustration] + +She said to him, "My little boy, when you are left in the room alone, +you may think that no one can see you; but God can see you at all times. +When you think you are quite alone, God is near you. When you wake up in +the dark night, God is with you. He loves you, and is your best Friend. +You have other friends who are good and kind, but God is better to you +than all. Then try to please him by doing what is right. When you are +alone, and a bad wish comes into your heart, think of this text, 'Thou +GOD seest me,' and put away the bad wish from your heart." + +Soon after this, Arthur's mamma told him that he might put on his cap +and gloves, and go with her to call at the house of a friend who was +ill. So they had a nice walk; and when they got to the house, Arthur was +shown into a large room, where he was told to sit down and wait, while +his mamma went up-stairs to see her friend. The little boy was left +alone in the room; and at first he sat quite still, and only looked at +the pretty things that were lying on the table just before him. But +after a while, he got up from the stool, and began to walk softly about +the room. There were many pretty things that he liked to look at. There +were some birds under a large glass, and Arthur had never in all his +life seen any birds so gay and bright in colour. But he saw they were +not alive, for not one of them moved when he put his finger upon the +glass. He was very sorry to think that the birds were not alive. + +But the thing that Arthur liked best of all, better even than the +birds, was a very small china dog which he found on a low table in one +corner of the room. It was a white dog, with a curly tail and long ears; +and it sat up on its hind legs, just as their live dog Carlo did at +home. Arthur took it up and looked at it again and again, and he said in +his own mind, "Oh, how I wish I might keep this little dog for my own!" + +Now this was a bad wish that came into his mind. But he did not think of +his text, as his mamma had told him, and he did not try to put it away. +No; he looked all round the room and out at the window, and then he came +back to the table in the corner; and he felt quite sure that no one +could see him, and so he took up the china dog and put it into the +little pocket at the side of his coat. + +Arthur then went and sat down again upon the stool. He did not feel +happy, though the little china dog was safe in his pocket and no one +knew. He felt afraid--afraid to hear his mamma's footsteps coming down +the stairs, and yet afraid to stay in the room alone. How was this, when +he had felt so happy, and not in the least afraid, only a little time +before? + +A thief is always afraid of being found out, and Arthur was now a thief. +He could not be happy, for God has put something in our hearts which +will not let us be happy when we have given way to sin. So there Arthur +sat, quite still; and the clock on the mantel-piece, which he had not +heard before, went tick--tick; and Arthur grew more and more afraid, but +still his mamma did not come. + +He put his hand into his pocket to feel if the little china dog was +there quite safe. Yes, it was there, but Arthur did not want to take it +out and look at it. He did not seem to care about it now. All at once, +while his hand was in his pocket, the short text came into his mind. He +said it out, but with a very low voice, "Thou GOD seest me." Then he +began to think about God, who could see him at all times, even when he +was quite alone; and he felt sorry for the wicked thing that he had +done. His hand was still in his pocket, when he heard his mamma's voice +as she came down-stairs; but he ran across the room, and took the little +dog out of his pocket, and put it back upon the table before she came +in. Oh, how glad was Arthur when this was done! His heart felt light, +and all his fear went away. + +[Illustration] + +He told his mamma about the little china dog as they went home, and how +the short text came into his mind. His mamma shed tears of joy to think +that God had caused her little boy to be sorry for his sin, and to put +back what he had stolen. And when they were at home, she made him kneel +down to thank God, and to ask him to pardon the wicked wish that he had +felt, and the wicked thing that he had done, for the sake of Jesus +Christ his Son. + + + + +THE GREY RABBIT. + + +"Look at papa," said Frank to little George, one day, as he stood at the +window of their play-room up stairs. "I cannot think what he is going to +do with that wooden box. I saw John lift it out of the stable just now, +and put it into that corner. What have they got in the box? See, papa +stoops down to look inside. What can it be, I wonder?" + +[Illustration] + +George came when he was called, and looked out of the window as well as +he could; but, being rather short, he had to go back for a stool to +mount upon before he could see into the yard. When this was done, he saw +all three quite plain,--his papa, and old John, and the large wooden +box, with a black handle on the lid. + +"I know, Frank," said George, with a wise look. "They are going to put +away some flower-seeds in the box. I heard John tell papa that he had +saved a great many seeds this year; and papa said they must be put away +in a dry place till spring." + +"Oh! you silly child," said Frank, who was six years old, and of course +knew a great deal more than little George, who was only four. "Do you +think they would want such a large box, just to hold a few flower-seeds? +No, no; it is something that papa wants to hide. I saw him look round, +as much as to say, I do not wish to be seen. Should not you like to know +what it is?" + +"Yes, I should like to know," said little George; "but I cannot see, the +box is so far off." + +"Wait a little while, and we will have a peep, when papa and John are +gone away." So said Frank, who always liked to pry into every thing. "We +will creep softly down stairs, and into the yard, and then lift up the +lid of the box. Papa will be in the house, and John will be in the +stable; so nobody will know." + +The little boys stayed to watch at the window; and very soon, as Frank +had said, their papa came into the house, and John went to his work in +the stable, and so the box was left alone. Puss, indeed, walked slowly +across the yard, and gave a sniff at the key-hole, as if she too wanted +to see what there was inside; and then she lay down in the sunshine +close by, with her head on her fore-paws: but Frank and George both knew +that puss could tell no tales, and so they did not mind her at all. Hand +in hand they crept down stairs. All was quiet in the house. Their papa +was in his study, and their mamma was in the nursery, and the maids +were busy about their work. + +Both of these little boys knew that they were doing wrong. They had been +told, often and often, not to meddle with things that did not belong to +them. As Frank was so much older than George, he was the more to blame; +but George was old enough to know better, or why did he put his little +foot so gently on the stairs, and go out on tiptoe into the yard? + +The two boys went up close to the box, and then looked round to make +sure that there was no one to see them. Not a step was to be heard, and +only puss lay there, with her eyes fixed upon the box. It was long and +low, and the lid was held down by a hasp. Frank and George had both to +stoop down, and then Frank took hold of the hasp and lifted up the lid. +Oh! sad to tell! out popped a little grey rabbit. Puss darted upon it in +a moment; she caught it in her mouth, and, not caring in the least for +the cries of Frank and George, away she went over the wall, and the +rabbit was seen no more. + +Old John ran out of the stable, with his fork in his hand, and at sight +of him both Frank and George were still. But both papa and mamma had +heard their cries, and came out of the house; and the maids ran down +stairs in a fright, to see what was the matter. There was no need for +any one to speak a word. The empty box, with its open lid, and the red +faces of Frank and George, with their look of shame, told what they had +been about. + +Their kind papa had bought the little rabbit for Frank and George; and +John was going that very day to make a rabbit hutch, and fix it up in +the yard, for he was very clever in making such things. Before night, if +they had been wise enough to wait, they would have seen the little grey +rabbit in its hutch, and might have given it green leaves and clover to +nibble. But this was all over now; and it was owing to their fault that +they had lost the young rabbit. + +But when Frank and George grew to be a little older, their papa gave +them a hutch and four young rabbits. They had learned not to meddle with +things that did not belong to them, and so they had a reward for their +better conduct. + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE LOST BOY. + + +I will tell you of a boy who did not mind what was said to him. He used +to do what he was told must not be done, and that was very sad. I hope +you are not like him. + +The boy's name was John. He had a dog that he used to play with; and he +had a kite, and he used to fly it in a field by the side of the house. +He had many other toys, more than I can tell you of. But he was too fond +of play, and did not love his book; and when he was more than five, he +did not know how to read the most easy lesson. Was he not an idle boy? + +One day, John was by the gate at the end of the lawn. No one was with +him, for Ann the maid was just gone away, and she had told him to wait +till she came back. The gate was half open, so he went to peep into the +lane. He saw a bird hop on the path, and its wing hung down on one side +as if it had been hurt. John did not mind what Ann had said, that he +must wait for her at the gate, and he ran to take hold of the bird. Then +it flew away, but not far, and John ran after it down the road. He put +out his hand to catch it; but the bird rose again, and at last it flew +to a bank high up the lane, and John did not see it any more. + +[Illustration] + +Then he said, "I will go back to Ann at the gate." But he did not know +that he had run so far, and a turn was in the lane, so that he could not +see the gate. Then John was in great fear, for he did not know which way +to go to get home. He cried out for Ann as loud as he could; but Ann was +far off, and he was not able to make her hear. Oh! what fear he was in! + +John ran very fast down the lane, but he did not see any one to show him +the way home. When he was too much tired to ran any more, he sat down on +the bank and cried. A bird sang in a tree over his head, and the sun was +up high in the blue sky. It was a fine day, and if John had done as he +was bid, he would have had a nice long walk with Ann. But now he was +very sad, and he sat on the bank and cried. Boys are sure to be made +sad, if they will not mind, and do as they are told. + +When Ann came back to the gate, and saw that John was not there, she ran +into the lane to look for him, and to call him. But John could not hear +her call him, for you know he was a long way off. Then Ann ran back into +the house, and told John's papa and mamma that he was lost. As soon as +his papa heard this, he laid down his book, and put on his hat to go and +seek him. The man also went to seek him. And his mamma said, "Pray make +haste and bring my dear boy home again." As for Ann, she took the dog +with her down the lane to help to find him, for he was very fond of +John. Dash was the dog's name, and a good dog he was. + +It was not long till Ann and Dash came to the turn of the lane, and then +they both saw John, who sat upon the bank, very sad. The dog gave a +bark, as if he had said, "There he is! I am glad we have found him!" +Then Dash ran up to him as fast as he could, and John was very glad to +see him come along the lane; and he said, "Good Dash! dear Dash! you are +come to take me home." + +So John and Dash went to meet Ann, for she did not run as fast as the +dog had done. John told her that he had been a bad boy and was very +sorry. When Ann saw that he was sorry, she gave him a kiss, and said +that he must not do so any more. Then they went back home, and John soon +saw his papa in the lane. But he did not run to him, and look glad, as +he did at other times. Why did not John run to his papa? Can you guess? +Yes, it was that he had not done as he was bid, and he knew his papa did +not like to hear that he had been a bad boy. + +His papa stood still; and when John, and Ann, and Dash came up to him, +John said, "Papa, I have not been good. I am very sorry, I will try to +be good next time." So his papa said, "I hope you will;" and he took +hold of his hand, and led him back to the house. And his mamma was very +glad to see him, safe and well. + +John said that it was his wish to be good, and his papa told him that he +must pray to God to help him. I hope you will pray to God. No one can +make you good but God. I cannot make you good. Your papa cannot make you +good. No one can do this for you, but God. Then pray to him. Say, "Lord, +help me to be good, for the sake of Jesus, thy dear Son, who died upon +the cross to take away my sins." God can see you now; and if you pray to +him, he will hear you. + + + + +THE LOVE OF JESUS. + +[Illustration] + + + What a strange and wondrous story, + From the Book of God is read, + How the Lord of life and glory + Had not where to lay his head; + + How he left his throne in heaven, + Here to suffer, bleed, and die, + That my soul might be forgiven, + And ascend to God on high. + + Father, let thy Holy Spirit + Still reveal a Saviour's love, + And prepare me to inherit + Glory, where he reigns above. + + There, with saints and angels dwelling, + May I that great love proclaim, + And with them be ever telling + All the wonders of his name. + +[Illustration] + +LONDON: BENJAMIN PARDON, PRINTER, PATERNOSTER ROW. + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Pretty Tales for the Nursery, by Isabel Thompson + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PRETTY TALES FOR THE NURSERY *** + +***** This file should be named 25469.txt or 25469.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/2/5/4/6/25469/ + +Produced by Marilynda Fraser-Cunliffe and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This +file was made using scans of public domain works in the +International Children's Digital Library.) + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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