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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of My Treasure, by Thomas W. Handford
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever. 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: My Treasure
+
+Author: Thomas W. Handford
+
+Illustrator: Kate Greenaway
+
+Release Date: May 1, 2011 [EBook #36005]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MY TREASURE ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Chuck Greif, The Baldwin Library of Historical
+Children\'s Literature in the Department of Special
+Collections at the University of Florida\'s George A.
+Smathers Libraries and the Online Distributed Proofreading
+Team at http://www.pgdp.net
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration: JUMBO BROKEN LOOSE.]
+
+
+
+
+MY
+
+TREASURE.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+EDITED BY
+
+THOMAS W. HANDFORD,
+
+("ELMO.")
+
+CHICAGO AND NEW YORK.
+
+BELFORD, CLARKE & CO.
+
+1888.
+
+COPYRIGHT,
+
+BELFORD, CLARKE & CO.
+
+1887.
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS.
+
+
+ PAGE.
+ A Queer Play-House 50
+ A Reckless Ride 8
+ At the Shore 82
+ Baby Ralph's Letter 64
+ Bell and her Pet Dog 42
+ Belle and her Brothers 95
+ Betty and Polly 33
+ Brave Hal 80
+ Dolly Knits, then Hides 70, 71
+ Dot's New Friend 78
+ Frankie Minds Mamma 58
+ Going to Bed 18
+ Going to Boston 67
+ Hattie and the Butterfly 72
+ Jane and Rob 46, 47
+ Little May's Pet 36
+ Little Mother Hubbard 84
+ May and her Papa 41
+ Meg and Little Bell 32
+ Milk for Baby's Supper 30
+ Moll and Jane's Picnic 94
+ Mr. Fox is Sure 68
+ New Eyes 86
+ Old Charlie Runs 90
+ Only a Bird 54
+ Our Little Hand-Organ Man 66
+ Playing at Soldiers 20, 21
+ Polly and her Dead Bird 93
+ Poor Joe 60
+ Rebie's New Home 48
+ Rose and the Little Beggar 88
+ Sick Molly 62
+ The Disobedient Mouse 22, 23
+ The Fishing-Boat Nancy 10
+ The Gypsy Camp 74
+ The Pet Rabbit 39
+ The Shark 26
+ The Three Kittens 44, 45
+ The Two Stags 38
+ Tom, Grace and Lou 37
+ Walter's Butterflies 76
+ What a Kiss Did 56
+ Who is to Blame? 52
+
+
+ POETRY.
+
+ Page.
+ Baby Boy 28
+ Bertie and Rover 24
+ Cowslips 16
+ Doll and I 40
+ "Fly Little Bird Away" 34, 35
+ May Day 19
+ My Treasure 7
+ "Out of the Wild Northeast 92
+ Tad and the Lobster 31
+ The Blacksmith 15
+ The Disobedient Mouse 22, 23
+ The Little Rill 12
+ The Robin 14
+
+
+ ILLUSTRATIONS.
+
+ Jumbo Broken Loose _Frontispiece._
+
+ PAGE.
+ A Queer Play-House 51
+ A Reckless Ride 9
+ At the Shore 83
+ Baby Boy 28
+ Baby Ralph's Letter 65
+ Bell and her Pet Dog 43
+ Belle and her Brothers 95
+ Bertie and Rover 25
+ Betty and Polly 33
+ Brave Hal 81
+ Cowslips 17
+ Doll and I 40
+ Dolly Knits, then Hides 70, 71
+ Dot's New Friend 79
+ "Fly Little Bird Away" 34, 35
+ Frankie Minds Mamma 59
+ Going to Bed 18
+ Going to Boston 67
+ Hattie and the Butterfly 73
+ Jack and Jill 29
+ Jane and Rob 46, 47
+ Little May's Pet 36
+ Little Mother Hubbard 85
+ May Day 19
+ May and her Papa 41
+ Meg and Little Bell 32
+ Milk for Baby's Supper 30
+ Moll and Jane's Picnic 94
+ Mr. Fox is Sure 69
+ My Treasure 7
+ New Eyes 87
+ Old Charlie Runs 90
+ Only a Bird 55
+ Our Little Hand-Organ Man 66
+ "Out of the Wild Northeast" 91
+ Playing at Soldiers 20, 21
+ Polly and her Dead Bird 93
+ Poor Joe 61
+ Rebie's New Home 49
+ Rose and the Little Beggar 89
+ Sick Molly 63
+ Solid Comfort 91
+ Tad and the Lobster 31
+ The Blacksmith 15
+ The Disobedient Mouse 22, 23
+ The Fishing-Boat Nancy 11
+ The Gipsy Camp 75
+ The Little Rill 13
+ The Pet Rabbit 39
+ The Shark 27
+ The Three Kittens 44, 45
+ The Two Stags 38
+ Tom, Grace and Lou 37
+ Walter's Butterflies 77
+ What a Kiss Did 57
+ Who is to Blame? 53
+
+
+
+
+I WONDER, I WONDER.
+
+MY TREASURE.
+
+THOMAS W. HANDFORD.
+
+ Bright with smiles and wreathed with flowers.
+ Happy be thy morning hours;
+ Cloudless skies above thy head,
+ Fair the earth for thee to tread,
+ Songs of birds thy path attend;--
+ All the good that heaven can send,
+ Crown with joy thy morning hours,
+ Wreathed with smiles and bright with flowers.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+A RECKLESS RIDE.
+
+
+Reckless Ina, she was called, because she did so many reckless things.
+But her name was Ina Bradford. She had no brothers, so she used to tell
+her father that she would be his boy. And it was no trial to Ina do
+boy's work.
+
+Dish-washing she particularly disliked. And as to sewing--why, she had
+rather go ragged any time than sew up the rents in her dress.
+
+The one thing that Ina enjoyed more than anything else in the world, was
+riding on horseback. Her father kept several horses. And he was
+perfectly willing she should use any of the farm horses whenever she
+liked. But Black Jupiter she must never touch. He was a large,
+high-spirited horse, very unsafe for a young girl. But oh! how Ina
+longed to get on Jupiter's back.
+
+One day when her father had gone away Ina resolved to try. She put
+bridle and saddle on without trouble. But the moment Black Jupiter felt
+her weight on his back, he started on a run up the street. At first Ina
+thought it great fun, but by and by her arms ached so she could scarcely
+hold the bridle. And when Jupiter jumped at the cackling of a goose, Ina
+would have fallen if a strong, brave boy had not caught the bridle. Ina
+did not care to ride Black Jupiter again.
+
+[Illustration: A RECKLESS RIDE.]
+
+
+
+
+THE FISHING BOAT NANCY.
+
+
+Here is the fish-ing boat Nan-cy. But where is the fish-er-man? Oh! he
+has gone up the beach to his house to see his wife and his lit-tle
+daugh-ter. He was in a great hur-ry, for he did not wait to take down
+his sails, but on-ly made the boat fast to an old pile.
+
+The rea-son of his haste was that his lit-tle daugh-ter Bess is quite
+ill. He had to go to sea this morn-ing, for he is a poor man, and must
+work ev-er-y day, but when he left Bess was in a fe-ver. All day long he
+has been ve-ry anx-ious. But now good news is wait-ing him. At four
+o'clock the fe-ver left her, and she is much bet-ter, and is wait-ing
+for her pa-pa to come in. How glad he will be! But he can-not stop long
+now, on-ly just to give her a kiss, for the boat must be ta-ken care of,
+and the fish that he has caught must be sent to mar-ket; so back he will
+go, but he will work now with a light-er heart, for his fear is gone.
+
+[Illustration: THE FISHING BOAT NANCY.]
+
+
+
+
+THE LITTLE RILL.
+
+
+ Drop by drop the lit-tle rill
+ Feeds the lim-pid stream be-low,
+ Gleam-ing, spark-ling down the hill,
+ Till it joins the riv-er's flow.
+ * * *
+ Drop by drop the whole night long;
+ Drop by drop the long night through,
+ Sing-ing low and soft its song;
+ Leaps the rill, in meas-ure true.
+ * * *
+ Drop by drop like gems of light,
+ Danc-ing where the sun-beams play,
+ Grows the stream-let clear and bright,
+ Where the sweet ferns line the way.
+ * * *
+ Like a mol-ten sil-ver tide
+ Led by fai-ries, here and there;
+ Now by rug-ged moun-tain side;
+ Now by pas-ture green and fair.
+
+[Illustration: THE LITTLE RILL.]
+
+
+
+
+THE ROBIN.
+
+
+ LIT-TLE rob-in, wild bird,
+ Sing-ing sweet and blithe,
+ Care-less of Time's hour glass
+ And his crook-ed scythe,
+ Prod-i-gal of pleas-ure
+ In a harm-less way,
+ Greet-ing in the sun-shine
+ This thy hol-i-day.
+
+ When the or-phan chil-dren
+ Wan-dered in the wood,
+ We shall stillre-mem-ber
+ Thou wert kind and good;
+ As their cheeks grew pa-ler,
+ And with tears were wet,
+ Thou didst sprin-kle o'er them
+ Man-y a vi-o-let.
+
+ Cheer us in the au-tumn,
+ When the rains be-gin,
+ While the gay flow-ers with-er,
+ And the woods grow thin.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE BLACKSMITH.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+ CLANG, cling, clang, cling!
+ Bel-lows, you must roar; and, an-vil, you must ring;
+ Ham-mer, you and I must work, for ding, dong, ding!
+ Must dress my Kate and ba-by, and bread for us must bring.
+
+
+
+
+COWSLIPS.
+
+
+ Yel-low, yel-low cow-slip,
+ Grow-ing in the grass,
+ Thou dost bloom so bright-ly,
+ Thou dost smell so sweet-ly,
+ That the ve-ry cat-tle
+ Light-ly o'er thee pass.
+ * * *
+ Yel-low, yel-low cow-slip,
+ Chil-dren gath-er thee
+ In the ear-ly sum-mer,
+ In the dew-y morn-ing,
+ When his nest be-side thee,
+ Leaves the lark so free.
+ * * *
+ Yel-low, yel-low cow-slip,
+ Shin-ing in the sun,
+ When the tall grass mead-ows
+ Yield un-to the mow-ers,
+ Then thy life is end-ed,
+ Pen-sive lit-tle one.
+
+[Illustration: COWSLIPS.]
+
+
+
+
+GOING TO BED.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+May and Kate and Lou and wee Tom-my have been sit-ting by the fire in
+the nur-se-ry for the last hour look-ing through their books. But now
+the books have all been put on the shelf and nurse has made them ready
+for bed. Mam-ma has come up, as she al-ways does, to hear their pray-ers
+and have a short chat with them af-ter they are tuck-ed up in their
+cribs. The chat has to be short, for these lit-tle peo-ple fall a-sleep
+in no time.
+
+
+
+
+MAY DAY.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+ One day, all
+ in the sweet
+ spring weath-er,
+ Two lit-tle folk
+ went out to-geth-er.
+ Oh the bright May-day!
+ Sun was shin-ing,
+ birds were
+ sing-ing,
+ Flow-ers bloom-ing,
+ May-bells ring-ing!
+ Oh the glad May-day!
+
+ So they two went forth a May-ing,
+ Laugh-ing, dan-cing, sing-ing, say-ing
+ "Oh the bright May-day!
+ What care we for moth-er's warn-ing?
+ Who would bide at home this morn-ing?
+ Oh the glad May-day!"
+
+
+
+
+PLAYING AT SOLDIER.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"SHOUL-DER arms!" said Dick. "For-ward, march!" If you had been in the
+room next to the hall where the chil-dren were play-ing that rain-y day,
+you would have thought that an ar-my was march-ing back and forth, they
+made such a noise. Then, all at once, the noise stopped. "The ar-my will
+lie down, and go to sleep for the night," said Dick. The ar-my lay down
+to play sleep, and in a twin-kling it fell in-to a real sleep. Ev-er-y
+man was in the land of Nod. Jane, who had been out to the barn for a
+bas-ket of ap-ples, was so sur-prised at the sight, that three great red
+ones fell out on the floor be-fore she could catch them. Just at that
+mo-ment the boys' eyes o-pened, and they had the ap-ples in less than no
+time.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE DISOBEDIENT MOUSE.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+ SAD is the tale
+ I have to tell,
+ Of what a lit-tle
+ mouse be-fell.
+ "My darl-ing child,"
+ His moth-er said,
+ "There are two things
+ That you must dread.
+ One is the mon-ster
+ called a cat;
+ And one a trap.
+ Ne'er go
+ near that,
+ No mat-ter how the cheese may smell:
+ You'll rue the day. Mark
+ my words well."
+
+ And mous-ey lis-tened to her say.
+ Had he but heed-ed! Well-a-day!
+ That ver-y night he smelled some cheese.
+ Quoth he, "What o-dors sweet are these?
+ I'll go and see: per-chance the cook
+ Has dropped a bit. Here's for a look!"
+ A-las! a-las! dear chil-dren all,
+ He dis-o-beyed. Be-hold his fall.
+ He saw the trap, with bits of cheese.
+ "I'll on-ly take just one of these,--
+ A sin-gle one, not an-y more."
+ Click went the spring; down fell the door!
+
+ How sleek looks puss-y! How well fed!
+ Poor mous-ey's moth-er weeps in bed.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+BERTIE AND ROVER.
+
+
+ "O Ro-ver! I love you,"
+ Young Mas-ter Ber-tie said.
+ To prove his words were true,
+ He hugged the dog's rough head.
+ * * *
+ Ro-ver knew not one half
+ His lit-tle mas-ter said;
+ But when he heard him laugh,
+ He quick-ly raised his head.
+ * * *
+ He loved to run a-bout
+ A-mong the lambs and sheep,
+ Which lay in groups a-bout,
+ Ap-pa-rent-ly a-sleep.
+ * * *
+ He'd leap a five-barred gate,
+ And then, with con-scious pride,
+ For Bertie's com-ing wait
+ Up-on the oth-er side.
+
+[Illustration: BERTIE AND ROVER.]
+
+
+
+
+THE SHARK.
+
+
+What great fish is this? It is a shark. He is fast now, and the men will
+soon have him up on the ship's deck, where they will make an end of him.
+
+Sharks are ve-ry fierce. They are so large, too, that they can eat up a
+man with-out a-ny trou-ble. In some parts of the world peo-ple nev-er
+dare go in bath-ing, be-cause of them. You can see in the pic-ture what
+great teeth they have. This fel-low has been at ma-ny a bad piece of
+work, I have no doubt; but now all his pranks are at an end. He has
+fol-lowed the ship mile af-ter mile to pick up a-ny scraps that were
+thrown o-ver, and they have tast-ed so well, that when he saw a great
+piece of pork come splash in-to the wa-ter, he swal-lowed it down
+with-out stopping to think that there might be a hook in it. Then all at
+once he found that he was fast. Strug-gle as hard as he could, it was of
+no use; he was held fast.
+
+[Illustration: THE SHARK.]
+
+
+
+
+BABY BOY.
+
+
+ "Ho! mas-ter ba-by boy.
+ Where are you go-ing?
+ Dark are the win-try skies:
+ Soon 'twill be snow-ing.
+ Back to the nur-se-ry,
+ Where the fire's
+ glow-ing."
+ * * *
+ "I doe back"--
+ stamps his foot.
+
+ "No! I are doe-ing
+ Down to my busi-ness.
+ A big boy I'm drow-ing.
+ Just where my pa-pa does,
+ Dat's where I'm doe-ing."
+
+
+
+
+JACK AND JILL.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THESE are Jack and Jill. Do you not see their pail? They fill it with
+salt wa-ter.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"WHAT a sweet lit-tle lamb!" said May. "No: it is a wolf. I must run: he
+will eat me."
+
+
+
+
+MILK FOR BABY'S SUPPER.
+
+
+"PLEASE, Mrs. Wright, moth-er would like to bor-row a cup of milk for
+ba-by's sup-per. Our cow has strayed a-way, and Tom has gone to find
+her."--"Of course she shall have it, Tom," said Mrs. Wright. "How is
+ba-by?" Tom's lit-tle ba-by sis-ter had been ver-y ill, and they had all
+been a-fraid that she would not live. But now she was much bet-ter. Tom
+told Mrs. Wright this, and then ran home.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+TAD AND THE LOBSTER.
+
+
+ THERE was a
+ little lad
+ Whose name was Tad,
+ Down by the sea.
+ "A-ha! a-ha" cried he:
+ "A play-fellow I see,
+ Com-ing to play
+ with me."
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ But soon he
+ changed his cry:
+ The tears came
+ in his eye.
+ "Let go!" he
+ cried; "let go!
+ You don't play
+ fair, you know.
+ O mam-my,
+ quick! Boo-hoo!
+ He'll bite my
+ finger through!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+MEG AND LITTLE BELL.
+
+
+MEG and her lit-tle sis-ter Bell went for a walk in the mea-dow. A cow
+came down to the brook to drink. Bell was pick-ing some flow-ers, and
+did not see her un-til she was close up-on her. Then she gave a loud
+cry, and ran to Meg, and clutched tight hold of her dress. Meg soon set
+her fears to rest; and the cow looked on with wide o-pened eyes, as much
+as to say, "What a fool-ish child this is! I give her milk ev-er-y day."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+BETTY AND POLLY.
+
+
+BET-TY came to make a call on Pol-ly. So Pol-ly got out all her toys,
+and put them on the floor in a great heap, and they each sat down
+be-side them. Bet-ty liked best of all a stuffed rab-bit that squeaked
+when you squeezed it; and she tucked it un-der her arm, and took it all
+a-bout from room to room with her. Pol-ly at last, when she saw how much
+she liked it, gave it to her for her ver-y own; and Bet-ty went home
+hap-py, with the rabbit on her arms.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+"FLY LITTLE BIRD AWAY."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+ A LIT-TLE girl
+ Read in her book,
+ How a wick-ed boy
+ A wild bird took
+ From out its nest
+ In the green-wood tree.
+ A cap-tive now
+ 'Tis forced to be,
+ And flut-ters its poor
+ wings all day long,
+ And beats the bars of its cage so strong.
+
+ "Poor lit-tle bird!"
+ She soft-ly cried;
+ Then on her head
+ Her hood she tied,
+ Took down the cage
+ Of her own bird,
+ Opened the door,
+ With joy-ous word.
+ "Fly, lit-tle bird, a-way,"
+ quoth she,
+ "Back to your home in the green-wood tree."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+ A-way, a-way,
+ The glad bird flew,
+ Far out of sight,
+ In heav-ens blue.
+ The wee girl watched
+ With won-der-ing eye,
+ Till it had fad-ed
+ In the sky,
+ Then sat her down, and cried, "Boo-hoo!
+ My bird is gone! What shall I do?"
+
+ Her pin-a-fore
+ With tears was wet:
+ "My bird a-gain,
+ "I'll nev-er get."
+ At last she raised
+ Her weep-ing eye,
+ And there at hand,
+ What should she spy
+ But bird-ie hop-ping in
+ his door,
+ Tired of his freedom,
+ back once more.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE MAY'S PET.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+"Come in, puss," said lit-tle May, "and you shall have a nice cup of
+milk for your break-fast. And I will put a fresh rib-bon on your neck,
+too." Puss walked in at once, for he was ve-ry hun-gry. For more than an
+hour she had been watch-ing at a mouse-hole, but the mouse would not
+come out and be caught. So at last she had grown tired of wait-ing.
+
+
+
+
+TOM, GRACE AND LOU.
+
+
+TOM and Grace and Lou had been down to the brook the day be-fore, and
+had caught three frogs. They got one of pa-pa's old ci-gar box-es, and
+lined it with leaves, and cut small holes in it, that the air might pass
+in and out.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The next morn-ing they o-pened the box, and put them on the grass: they
+looked ver-y ill. "Let's take them back to the brook," said Lou. As soon
+as the frogs saw the wa-ter, they jumped, and were seen no more.
+
+
+
+
+THE TWO STAGS.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+HERE we are out in the wild woods. What a pret-ty lit-tle glade it is,
+with a spring of fresh wa-ter in it! But see, there are two stags here,
+fight-ing as if they were bit-ter foes. Their great wide-spread ant-lers
+are locked in-to each oth-er's. It some-times hap-pens in these fights
+that the ant-lers get so fast-ened to-geth-er that the stags can-not get
+them a-part. Then they both die. This will show you how quar-rels of-ten
+have ve-ry sad ends.
+
+
+
+
+THE PET RABBIT.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+TOM and Grace hur-ried through their break-fast, and ran out to feed
+their pet rab-bit. Grace did not ev-en wait to put on her hat. But, when
+they came to the hutch, there was no rab-bit there.
+
+"We must tell John to look for him," said Grace. "There he is! Let's
+run." So they ran down the path to meet the gar-den-er's boy. John said
+that he would look just as soon as he took the bas-ket of let-tuce to
+the cook.
+
+
+
+
+DOLL AND I.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+ "OH, dear! Oh, dear!
+ 'Tis al-most nine.
+ The birds all sing,
+ The sun does shine.
+ Poor Doll and I
+ To school must go:
+ I don't see why,
+ We hate it so.
+ I hate those let-ters. They twist and turn.
+ There's no use try-ing: I'll nev-er learn.
+ * * *
+ Hur-rah! hur-rah!
+ At last it's two!
+ I am so glad!
+ What shall we do?
+ Come, Doll, let's run.
+ I'll nev-er go,
+ When I get big,
+ To school, I know;
+ But ev-er-y min-ute of the day
+ I'll spend just as I like, in play."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+MAY AND HER PA-PA.
+
+
+PA-PA and mam-ma will soon have sup-per; for I see Jane bring-ing it in
+on a tray. But, un-til they do, May is to ride a cock-horse on her
+pa-pa's knee. Pa-pa goes to town to business ev-er-y day, and, when he
+comes back, May and her sis-ter Fan run to meet him. They take his hat,
+and bring his slip-pers, and put him in the big chair in front of the
+fire; and then they climb up in-to his lap, and play with him. He
+rath-er seems to like it.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+BELL AND HER PET DOG.
+
+
+This dog's name is Puck, and a ve-ry wide-a-wake dog he is, as you may
+see from the pic-ture. His mis-tress is a lit-tle girl named Bell, and
+he is ve-ry fond of her. At night he sleeps coiled up at the foot of her
+bed. Some-times when she wakes she finds him ly-ing on the pillow, with
+his head close to her cheek, and one ve-ry cold night he man-aged to get
+in bed un-der the clothes. He is a ve-ry clever dog. If you tell him to
+beg, he will sit on his hind paws and wave his fore paws in the air. If
+he is thirs-ty, he will bring his cup for you to fill it with wa-ter for
+him.
+
+The first time Bell ev-er saw her dog was in the street. He had lost his
+mas-ter, and came to her for help. She could not find his home for him,
+so she took him home with her, and there he has lived ev-er since. Now
+he has for-got-ten his old mas-ter en-tire-ly, and cares for on-ly
+Bell.
+
+[Illustration: BELL AND HER PET DOG.]
+
+
+
+
+THE THREE KITTENS.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+"MEW-MEW!" said two lit-tle wee black kit-tens. Grace stooped down, and
+picked one of them up. "Mew!" it said, and then tried to play with the
+neck-lace she had on. The oth-er kit-ten did not like this at all. She
+pulled at Grace's dress with her small black paw. So then she was tak-en
+up too, and both soon snug-gled down in Grace's lap, and went fast
+a-sleep. But where was the mam-ma cat all this time? She had gone back
+to the barn, where all her kit-tens were born, to bring an-oth-er one to
+the house, to show her mis-tress what a fine fam-i-ly she had. She had
+hard work to get in; for John, the man, had closed the doors. She
+walked a-round the barn, and at the back she found a win-dow o-pen. Ned,
+the don-key, had his head out of it; but she scram-bled in be-side him,
+and took up an-oth-er kit-ten in her mouth, and ran back to the house
+a-gain.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+When she reached it, she found that Jane had closed the front-door. She
+mewed as loud as she could; but it was some time be-fore an-y one heard
+her, and o-pened it. But at last she reached her mis-tress safe-ly with
+her third child. She her-self was white, and so was one of the kit-tens.
+The other two were as black as coals.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+JANE AND ROB.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+KATE was ver-y un-hap-py. She had left her best doll in the path in
+front of the house the night be-fore; and some one had stepped on it in
+the dark, and it was crushed in-to bits. So Kate was cry-ing; for poor
+Ar-a-min-ta Jane was her pride and joy. Just then her broth-er Rob came
+in. "Why, you poor lit-tle girl!" he said. "I am so sor-ry! If you will
+come out with me, I will show you how to play crick-et; and you shall
+use my new bat." Kate cheered up ver-y much at this, and ran to put on
+her hat. Rob was so kind to her that she had a ver-y good time, and
+for-got all a-bout Ar-a-min-ta Jane in the fun of the game.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+REBIE'S NEW HOME.
+
+
+"IS she coming to-night, mamma?" asked Marion.
+
+"Yes, dear, I think so. We shall know very soon now. Papa will be here
+in about ten minutes."
+
+Marion and Elvie Reade ran to the window. They were very anxious to see
+this little cousin who was coming home with papa.
+
+"Rebie'll be our new sister; won't she?" said Elvie.
+
+"Yes. And papa said we must be real kind to her, for she hasn't any papa
+or mamma now."
+
+"Yes, we will. I guess--Oh! there's papa, now. And--oh! Marion! Rebie's
+crying. Let's go kiss her."
+
+Out ran the two little girls, while mamma stood in the doorway with
+little Ernest, and aunt Maria stood on the steps.
+
+Little Rebie couldn't help crying, yet she liked her new home for all
+that. But her cousins kissed her so lovingly, that Rebie soon smiled
+through her tears.
+
+And when baby Ernest said, "Ernie love oo, tousin Rebie," she laughed a
+soft little laugh. Then they thought Rebie wouldn't feel lonely any
+more.
+
+"I think your papa _most_ as good as my papa," Rebie whispered to Elvie
+after they had gone to bed that night. Elvie thought him a _little_
+better, but she was too polite to say so.
+
+[Illustration: REBIE'S NEW HOME.]
+
+
+
+
+A QUEER PLAY-HOUSE.
+
+
+HARRY and little Violet thought it the very best play-house in the
+world. And I don't think Gyp would have enjoyed any other half so well.
+It was papa's big boat.
+
+They could sit in it and see mamma when she came to the door of the
+little house near by, where they lived. And they could watch papa as he
+went out in his small boat, or dory, as he called it. Harry could see
+him far out on the water by standing up on the side of the boat. Little
+Violet was afraid to climb up so high.
+
+Sometimes Harry and Violet took their dinner and ate it in the boat.
+Then Gyp always shared it with them. He would sit beside them in the
+boat, or perhaps lie on the sand and wait for Harry to throw him his
+share bit by bit.
+
+The children liked to make Gyp speak for his dinner. But best of all,
+they liked to toss it up, and see Gyp spring and catch it in his mouth.
+
+One day, when they were playing near the water, Violet's sun-bonnet blew
+off, and a wave washed it out beyond her reach. Then Gyp was ready to
+help his little mistress. He swam out, seized it in his mouth, and soon
+laid it at Violet's feet. She was so glad she hugged him, wet as he was.
+And he repaid her, by shaking himself and sprinkling her all over.
+
+[Illustration: A QUEER PLAY HOUSE.]
+
+
+
+
+WHO IS TO BLAME?
+
+
+POOR little Carlos stood thinking. He did not know what to do. He wanted
+to tell the truth, yet he didn't like to have mamma blame him for
+breaking Sylvia's doll. And he didn't think he was all to blame either.
+The butterfly and Dandy both helped, he thought.
+
+This was the way it happened. A beautiful large butterfly came through
+the open window into the dining-room, then flitted out into the hall.
+Carlos and his dog Dandy gave chase. Once, in his eagerness, he stumbled
+over Dandy. And in trying to escape a fall he knocked the doll to the
+floor. There was the body in one place, the head in another. Why did
+Sylvia leave it right in his way?
+
+At last Carlos decided to do the best thing--go and tell mamma all about
+it.
+
+Mamma listened patiently. Then she told Carlos that it would have been
+better not to try to catch the butterfly. The pretty thing would die if
+he caught it and shut it up.
+
+Mamma told Carlos that Sylvia was partly to blame for leaving her doll
+in such a place. But Carlos must be more careful next time.
+
+Carlos felt very happy as he ran out of doors with Dandy. And he thought
+it the nicest way in the world, to go and tell mamma everything.
+
+[Illustration: WHO IS TO BLAME?]
+
+
+
+
+ONLY A BIRD.
+
+
+CAN you see the old man behind his rows of cages? In them are many poor
+little birds. They cannot fly about in the pure sweet air. The old man
+sells them. That is the way he earns his money.
+
+Then why does he look so displeased? The young man, with the empty cage
+in his hand, has just bought a bird and laid the money on the counter.
+
+The young man loves birds so well that he bought one on purpose to set
+it free.
+
+The old man is wishing he could get the bird and sell it again. He
+thinks it foolish to throw away money. And he tells the young man so.
+
+"Not thrown away, my friend," says the young man. "It is well spent if
+it gives pleasure even to the smallest creature."
+
+"'Twas only a bird," insists the old man.
+
+"But God made the birds. And not one falls to the ground without his
+notice. I think we shall have to give an account of the way we treat his
+birds."
+
+"Well, I wish I had that one again."
+
+"And I wish I could open all these cages."
+
+[Illustration: ONLY A BIRD.]
+
+
+
+
+WHAT A KISS DID.
+
+
+BABY Bell thought she could do just as she pleased everywhere, and with
+everybody. And she generally did. She even trotted into Mrs. Burnett's,
+a sad, lonely woman, who lived all alone by herself in the next house.
+
+One day she came pattering into the room where Mrs. Burnett sat. She
+clung to her dress. She looked up lovingly into the sad face. Then she
+lisped forth,--
+
+"_Miss Nett_, Baby Bell tiss you."
+
+Then she put up her sweet lips to give a kiss. Who could resist such a
+baby? Not even Mrs. Burnett. She took the child on her lap, and covered
+her face with kisses and tears. Baby Bell looked on wonderingly.
+
+When papa came for her she said, "_Miss Nett_ tryin', Baby Bell tiss her
+lots."
+
+Mrs. Burnett explained. "I lost a baby just her age. I felt since that I
+had no one to love me. But Baby Bell loves me, I am sure. I hope she
+will come often."
+
+"As often as you and she wish," said papa.
+
+"Baby Bell tum ev'y day--tum see _Miss Nett_. Baby Bell love _Miss
+Nett_," added the baby, looking back over papa's shoulder.
+
+[Illustration: WHAT A KISS DID.]
+
+
+
+
+FRANKIE MINDS MAMMA.
+
+
+UNCLE SOL was going to take a party of boys out in his boat. All had
+scrambled in but one little fellow, the smallest of the party.
+
+"Tumble in, Frankie," said Uncle Sol. But still Frankie hesitated.
+
+"Don't you want to go?" asked the old sailor.
+
+"Yes, sir," answered Frankie, slowly, "but mamma doesn't like to have me
+go on the water."
+
+"Why?"
+
+"She's afraid since papa was drowned."
+
+"Don't go, then, my boy. Don't worry your mother. She's had trouble
+enough already;" and Uncle Sol began to push the boat out into the
+water.
+
+"Pooh! Come on!" shouted Horace, the tallest boy in the boat. "Your
+mother'll never know. We'll keep dark."
+
+"Don't you go to learnin' Frankie any bad ways," said Uncle Sol,
+sternly. "Boys never come to much in the world unless they mind their
+mother. I've always noticed that."
+
+Horace sat down rather ashamed of his bold words. And little Frankie
+looked at Uncle Sol gratefully, saying, "I know mama'll be glad to have
+me come home:" and with a happy laugh he ran away from the boat.
+
+[Illustration: FRANKIE MINDS MAMMA.]
+
+
+
+
+POOR JOE.
+
+
+"YOU may put on your coat now, Hugh, and take these things to Mrs.
+Larry. You have barely time before school, you must hurry."
+
+"Must I go this morning, mother, why can't I go to-night, or this noon?"
+
+"There'll not be time at noon. And before night Joe may want some of
+these things. You may do, however, just as you think you would like to
+have Joe do, if he was in your place and you in his. Poor Joe needs
+better food than his mother is able to buy. You wouldn't have him suffer
+for the sake of skating, would you?"
+
+Hugh thought a minute. At last he said, "I know if I was in Joe's place,
+I should want somebody to bring me a heap of things. Guess I'll go,
+mother."
+
+His mother smiled to hear him whistle as he ran from the yard. Just
+before school he rushed in.
+
+"Say, mother, can I buy Joe some oranges? He's white--he's white as your
+ruffled apron. I've fifty cents. I'll spend half for Joe."
+
+Hugh's mother kissed him before she said yes. And her eyes filled with
+glad tears as he ran out whistling more merrily than before.
+
+[Illustration: POOR JOE.]
+
+
+
+
+SICK MOLLY.
+
+
+"GUESS I'll hurry home," said the rough miner when some of his mates
+urged him to go to the saloon, "Molly'll miss me."
+
+Nothing seemed so pleasant at night as to see his little Molly standing
+in the doorway to greet him when he came home. But to-night she was not
+in her usual place.
+
+"Where's Molly?" he quickly asked, entering the kitchen. Before his wife
+could speak, he saw Molly in her mother's arms with her eyes closed.
+
+"What is it?" he asked, in a hushed voice.
+
+"I--don't--know," sobbed the poor mother. "She complained--of being
+tired. And she wanted--me to hold her. I've held her--nearly all day.
+I'm _so_ glad--you've come, Jake. Do run for the doctor."
+
+"Yes, I will;" and without another word he hurried to the village.
+
+"Will she live?" were his first words after the doctor entered the
+house.
+
+"I hope so," was the cheery answer. "Put her feet in warm water as soon
+as possible. And here is a powder for her. I'll come over in the
+morning. Think she'll be better then."
+
+To the miner's great delight, Molly's blue eyes opened the next morning.
+But if he had gone to the saloon, it might have been different.
+
+[Illustration: SICK MOLLY.]
+
+
+
+
+BABY RALPH'S LETTER.
+
+
+GOLDEN-HAIRED, blue-eyed, sweet-mouthed Baby Ralph lay, a cunning little
+white heap, in his willow cradle.
+
+While he slept, papa and mamma came softly into the room--dropped the
+lightest and sweetest of kisses on the dear baby face, then stole
+quietly out and away to the big city. Did Baby Ralph like this? You will
+hardly think so when you read his letter. Here it is:
+
+ "MY OWN PAPA AND MAMMA,--Does you want to hear 'bout me? You
+ thinked I didn't know you runned way off and left your little baby
+ boy all 'lone. But I did. And I waked up and cried--and cried. And
+ Auntie May looked sober--and grandma looked sober--and grandpa
+ whistled--and I cried hard. Then Auntie May put something in my
+ bottle. 'Twas good, and I didn't cry. But Auntie May bringed water,
+ and put some on my face, and I didn't like it. And I cried
+ awful--so awful Auntie May stopped. Wish you's here, 'cause I don't
+ feel good. If my papa and my mamma's here I'd feel gooder--wouldn't
+ fuss any bit. Wish you's here, I do, to kiss your own
+
+ BABY RALPH."
+
+Did this bring Baby Ralph's papa and mamma? Yes, indeed. And they took
+him and Auntie May back to the big city.
+
+[Illustration: BABY RALPH'S LETTER.]
+
+
+
+
+OUR LITTLE HAND-ORGAN MAN.
+
+
+NEARER and nearer the sitting-room door came the patter of little feet.
+And this queer song was heard over and over:
+
+"Herbie--is--_organ_-hand man!"
+
+Then in pranced our little three-year-old Herbie, his eyes bright, his
+right hand going round and round to imitate the hand-organ man. Under
+his left arm was a cricket.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Look here!" said papa, laughing heartily, "you've got the cart before
+the horse. It's hand-organ, not organ-hand."
+"Herbie--is--_organ_-hand-man!"
+
+His eyes only shone the brighter as he persisted in his funny mistake.
+
+
+
+
+GOING TO BOSTON.
+
+
+"WHERE let's go to-day?" asked Elsie, as the three children ran out of
+doors.
+
+"Guess we'll go to Boston," answered Abe. And little Andy echoed,
+"Boston--Boston to-day."
+
+So all three ran to the trunk of a large tree, lying on the ground. Tip,
+their dog, followed. They never went anywhere without Tip.
+
+Andy held the whip, so he sat nearest the horse and drove. Careful Abe
+sat next. He had to hold Andy for fear of a fall. Elsie had nothing else
+to do so she held her hat up on a stick. "So folks'll see we're comin',"
+she told Abe.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+MR. FOX IS SURE.
+
+
+FOXES are very sly. If they want a tender chicken for dinner, they don't
+walk into the poultry yard in broad daylight. Our Mr. Fox knows better
+than that. He waits till all is still at night. Then he steals across
+the yard, and peeps into the hen-house.
+
+All is quiet, so he steps in. Now he stops a moment to listen. He wants
+to be sure that the big dog asleep near the house isn't after him. He
+hears nothing, so he looks around for the hens.
+
+There they are, asleep on a high roost. Can he get them? His eyes shine.
+His mouth waters. He must have one somehow.
+
+He is careful not to make a bit of noise--the sly fellow.
+
+Mr. Fox is sure he can get one now. He reaches up till his black nose
+nearly touches the rooster's long tail-feathers.
+
+He is all ready for a spring, when a rush and a loud barking is heard.
+The dog has scented the fox. So, instead of getting a nice, fat chicken
+for dinner, Mr. Fox has to run for his life. And the dog is close
+behind. So close that Mr. Fox fears that he himself may make a dinner
+for the dog. But he reaches his hole safely.
+
+[Illustration: MR. FOX IS SURE.]
+
+
+
+
+DOLLY KNITS, THEN HIDES.
+
+
+CUNNING little Dolly often gets into mischief. She thinks she can do
+just what grandma and mamma do. One day grandma fell asleep and her
+knitting dropped to the floor.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Dolly soon spied it, and the spectacles, too. She picked both up and
+climbed into a big chair. Before beginning to knit she thought of
+something else.
+
+"Dess Dolly'll put on drandma's tean tap."
+
+So she got the clean cap from the table, and climbed into the big chair
+again. After putting on cap and spectacles, Dolly tried to knit. But she
+only pulled the needles out, and tangled the yarn. And grandma was
+stirring, too. What would she say to Dolly when she woke up?
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Dolly was afraid grandma wouldn't like it, so she slipped from the chair
+and hid behind the clock.
+
+"Where's my work?" asked grandma. "Has Dolly been here?"
+
+"Dolly's done 'way," answered a voice behind the clock.
+
+
+
+
+HATTIE AND THE BUTTERFLY.
+
+
+LITTLE Hattie Vaughn was playing in the back yard, when she saw a
+beautiful butterfly light on a clover blossom just outside the gate. She
+wished she could catch it. So she opened the gate and walked softly the
+butterfly.
+
+Her hand was almost on it, when the butterfly rose lightly in the air
+and sailed away toward the woods.
+
+Hattie watched it. Soon it settled down on a wild lily the other side of
+a rail fence. Hattie crawled through the fence and came close to the
+pretty butterfly again.
+
+But just as her hand came near, away it flew further into the woods.
+Hattie followed. By and by she lost sight of the butterfly. She was
+tired, and wanted to go home. But she did not know the way. She was
+lost. She began to cry, and cried herself to sleep.
+
+Brother Dick found her sleeping under a large tree. Dick and his father
+had been looking for Hattie some time. He sat down beside her and
+thought he would not wake her till his father came. But the moment his
+father spoke, Hattie opened her eyes. She was not afraid with her father
+and Dick near.
+
+[Illustration: HATTIE AND THE BUTTERFLY.]
+
+
+
+
+THE GYPSY CAMP.
+
+
+THE camp was not near the village. It was near the woods. The Gypsies
+chose the place because they could get plenty of dry brush to burn. And
+there was a brook near by where they could get good water. Some of the
+village children thought at first that it would be fine sport to live
+so: never to go to school--never to learn lessons--never to dress up
+clean--always run about as they pleased and where they pleased.
+
+But after the Gypsies had been there a long time, they thought
+differently. They saw the dirty, ragged children carrying big kettles of
+water from the brook, or large bundles of brush from the woods. They
+learned that the women and children did all the work. Perhaps the men
+stole many of the things they had to eat. And one day when two or three
+boys ventured into the camp, they saw, in one of the tents, a poor, sick
+child lying on the bare ground. No one was near it.
+
+They went to their pleasant, comfortable homes, feeling that it was
+better to have a good father and mother to care for them, even if they
+did send them to school and require them to learn lessons.
+
+[Illustration: THE GIPSY]
+
+
+
+
+WALTER'S BUTTERFLIES.
+
+
+"AUNTIE," said Walter, "is't naughty to catch butterflies?"
+
+"I think if I was a little boy, I'd rather see them flying about in the
+sunshine, than shut up in a box or under a glass."
+
+"But is't _wicked_ to kill them?" persisted Walter.
+
+"I think if a little boy caught and killed them because he enjoyed
+seeing them suffer, it would be very wrong. God made all the birds and
+insects to be happy. He don't want us to treat them cruelly."
+
+"But, auntie, there's a great big house in Boston, not far from papa's
+house, and it's most full of dead birds, and spiders, and bugs, and
+butterflies, and everything.
+
+"Yes, Walter, I have been there. But the men who caught the birds and
+insects did not kill them just for the sake of killing something. They
+wished to learn all about the birds and insects in different countries."
+
+"But, auntie," said Walter eagerly, "I saw some ladies when I was out
+yesterday, with birds stuck in their hats. Guess they's wicked."
+
+"Yes, Walter, it's wrong, I think, to kill the pretty little birds to
+wear as ornaments. We should let them live as long as they will."
+
+[Illustration: WALTER'S BUTTERFLIES.]
+
+
+
+
+DOT'S NEW FRIEND.
+
+
+DOT didn't care for such playthings as little girls generally liked. She
+wanted to play out of doors with the boys. And poor little Dot's mother
+didn't care where she played, if she was only out of her way so she
+could get her washing along.
+
+She was a poor washerwoman, and had to work very hard to get something
+for her three children to eat. So Dot had full liberty to go and come as
+she pleased. And it pleased her to play with her brothers. They
+generally went out near the water.
+
+One day Dot was digging in the sand with Ivan's little shovel. "Le's
+have that," said Ivan. "I want to use it now."
+
+"No. Dot wants it," replied the child stoutly.
+
+"Well, you can't have it. So hand it along."
+
+"Dot will have it," was her answer. Then she disappeared behind a large
+boat. Ivan ran after her, and, like Dot, came near running against a
+lady who sat on the sand with a book in her lap. She was talking to Dot.
+
+"Le's have my shovel," interrupted Ivan.
+
+"Give it to him, dear, and I will get you another," said the lady. Dot
+was charmed by the gentle voice, and gave up the shovel without a word.
+Dot saw the lady many times after that.
+
+[Illustration: DOT'S NEW FRIEND.]
+
+
+
+
+BRAVE HAL.
+
+
+"HERE I am, all right, little mother! I'll save you all," said brave
+Hal, as his head appeared at the window. He had been out to see how deep
+the water was.
+
+They were all alone in the old house by the river. Father was away, and
+the water was rising fast. What should they do? All depended on little
+Hal.
+
+"I'll take Annie first, she's so afraid. And you hold baby till I get
+the rest over."
+
+It was but a short distance to higher ground, but he had to step
+carefully. So it seemed a long time to the waiting mother before she saw
+him again.
+
+"Jamie this time, 'cause he's lame," Hal said when his wet face
+appeared. "Then he can see to the little ones."
+
+It was some trouble to get lame Jamie on Hal's back. But at last he too
+was safe beside little Annie. Then Jesse and Lida were carried by the
+same willing though tired arms.
+
+"Now, mother, let me take the baby, and you follow me." The little
+mother's face was pale, but she followed her brave boy, and soon they
+were all safe. Even then it was some trouble to guide the little party
+through the storm and darkness to the nearest neighbor. But Hal was
+brave to the end.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+AT THE SHORE.
+
+
+"EVERY one of us are here, Aunt Kate. Are you ready?"
+
+"Yes, Lizzie, all ready. Just as soon as the boat comes we will start.
+Where are the other girls?"
+
+"Out with Dan."
+
+"It's very kind of Azzie to amuse her little cousins so much. Agnes and
+Dan would be lonely here without her, I fear. And Amy had rather stay
+with Sister Azzie than any one else. That shows that Azzie is a good
+sister. I'm afraid my niece, Lizzie, is the least bit selfish. She
+doesn't like to help amuse her cousins very well."
+
+Lizzie pouted a little. She preferred to talk with Aunt Kate. But she
+wanted to please her aunt, so she resolved to follow her kind advice.
+
+They had a pleasant sail in the boat. And it was delightful eating lunch
+on the cliff which overlooked the bay. But best of all to Lizzie, was
+the story which Aunt Kate told while they sat on the grass after lunch.
+And Aunt Kate did not forget to say an encouraging word to Lizzie for
+doing her part so well through the day.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE MOTHER HUBBARD.
+
+
+"I'M in here, Ruby," said Chester to his little sister, when he heard
+her call his name. "Well, what now? You look like a little old woman."
+
+"Pomp and I are going to take a walk."
+
+"If you were only dressed in old clothes, and Pomp was poor instead of
+sleek and fat, you would do for a Mother Hubbard. I guess if your
+cupboard was almost bare, however, you'd share your last crust with
+Pomp; wouldn't you, sis?"
+
+"Of course, Chester, when Pomp saved my life when I was a baby."
+
+"Why, Ruby, you seem only a big baby to me now. Or else you are the real
+Mother Hubbard come to life again in a new style. Which is it--which
+shall I call you, my big baby or my little Mother Hubbard?"
+
+"Mother Hubbard, for I ain't a baby."
+
+"Mother Hubbard it shall be then. Remember this, Ruby, when I'm miles
+away. I hear the stage now. So give me a kiss before I go."
+
+Ruby gave her brother many kisses, and then stood and waved her
+handkerchief till he was out of sight. And then she sat down and cried a
+little and talked a good deal to her old friend Pomp.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+NEW EYES.
+
+
+"ONLY see my dolly's eyes," said Dell to her twin sister Dora. "Wish we
+could get some new ones put it. Let's go and ask Mr. Thomas."
+
+"Yes, we will. We'll go right off now." So Dora and Dell took their
+dolls and went over to see Mr. Thomas. His paints and brushes we all out
+of doors when pleasant. When a rainy day came they were under cover. But
+they were not in a shop then. They were under a great boat.
+
+It was a pleasant day when Dora and Dell took their dolls to be mended.
+So they found Mr. Thomas sitting out of doors in his shirt sleeves. He
+was an old sailor. He liked to be where he could see the water all the
+time.
+
+Mr. Thomas liked children, especially little girls, so he was very
+willing to mend their dolls.
+
+"What color do you want the eyes?" asked Mr. Thomas, after fixing in
+some round beads.
+
+"Blue," answered Dell.
+
+"Mine blue, too," added Dora. "We always have everything just alike."
+
+"There, now they can see just as well as ever."
+
+"Thank you ever so much!" exclaimed both girls at once.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+ROSE AND THE LITTLE BEGGAR.
+
+
+ROSE was out in the garden with mamma. Rose ran here and there,
+gathering the prettiest flowers to make into a bouquet for her. Rose
+thought her mamma the loveliest and best mamma in the world. Nothing was
+too good for her.
+
+"O Mamma!" she cried breathlessly, running up after a long absence,
+"there's a poor girl--outside the fence--over by the rustic chair. She
+looks as though she wanted--something. She won't speak--Oh! come and see
+here, mamma!"
+
+"Poor child! Perhaps she is hungry," said mamma, rising quickly.
+
+They found the child still looking wistfully through the fence. "Would
+you like something to eat?" asked mamma kindly.
+
+The bareheaded and barefooted little girl looked up into the sweet face
+a moment, then said timidly, "Please, lady, give me some flowers."
+
+"I'll give her mine," whispered Rose.
+
+With a hurried, "Thanks, lady," she took the flowers and ran swiftly
+away before another question could be asked.
+
+"I wish I knew where she lived," said Rose.
+
+"I will inquire. We may be able to help her."
+
+[Illustration: ROSE AND THE LITTLE BEGGAR.]
+
+
+
+
+OLD CHARLIE RUNS.
+
+
+SEE old Charlie run. Do you suppose he is afraid of the children or the
+constables? You see old Charlie gets into mischief sometimes when papa
+is away. He gets into the garden where there are a few young fruit
+trees. Old Charlie likes apples and pears. So papa told Neddie he must
+watch, and if old Charlie got into the garden he must drive him out.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+One day old Charlie thought he wouldn't mind such a little boy. Then
+Neddie asked Bess and little Effie to help. Each took a cornstalk. How
+old Charlie ran when he saw them coming.
+
+[Illustration: SOLID COMFORT.]
+
+ Out of the wild north-east
+ The snow comes fly-ing;
+ O-ver our chim-ney tops
+ The wind goes sigh-ing.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+ Up, lag-gard birds, a-way,
+ On swift wings go-ing,
+ To where, on south-ern hills,
+ A-far from win-ter's chills,
+ Soft winds are blow-ing.
+
+
+
+
+POLLY AND HER DEAD BIRD.
+
+
+Some one gave lit-tle Pol-ly a bird. It sang all day long, and made the
+nurs-er-y ring with its mer-ry notes. Pol-ly was so fond of it, and
+al-ways fed it her-self. One day when the children had come in from a
+walk, they found the bird dead in its cage. A wick-ed cat had killed it.
+The chil-dren all cried a great deal; and they bur-ied it in a small
+white box in the garden, and plant-ed flow-ers o-ver the grave.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
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+
+[Illustration]
+
+
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+some sand-wich-es and gin-ger-bread. Then Moll stole down stairs, and
+got an a-pron-ful of po-ta-toes, while Jane got some match-es. They were
+go-ing to roast their po-ta-toes; and this is the way they did it. They
+dug a shal-low hole, put them in, cov-ered them with dirt, and then
+built a fire a-bove them. They were ver-y good when they were cooked, I
+can tell you.
+
+
+
+
+BELLE AND HER BROTHERS.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+The same day that Moll and Jane had their pic-nic, Belle and her two
+small broth-ers had one. They did not have a fire: but their cook put up
+a much bet-ter lunch for them, and they took it to their fa-vor-ite
+spot, packed in a bas-ket on their don-key's back; and, while they ate
+their lunch, he nib-bled the soft grass. They had a good time, and were
+not sent to bed without sup-per, as Moll and Jane were, for mak-ing a
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