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diff --git a/39358.txt b/39358.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..c9a29a5 --- /dev/null +++ b/39358.txt @@ -0,0 +1,1351 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of A Winter Nosegay, by Walter Crane + +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: A Winter Nosegay + Being Tales for Children at Christmastide + +Author: Walter Crane + +Release Date: April 3, 2012 [EBook #39358] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A WINTER NOSEGAY *** + + + + +Produced by Emmy, Marilynda Fraser-Cunliffe and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This +file was produced from images generously made available +by the University of Florida Digital Collections.) + + + + + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + + +A WINTER NOSEGAY. + +Being Tales for Children at Christmastide. + +[Illustration] + + LONDON: + W. SWAN SONNENSCHEIN & ALLEN, + PATERNOSTER SQUARE. + 1881. + + + + + LONDON: + PRINTED BY WOODFALL & KINDER, + MILFORD LANE, STRAND, W.C. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +CONTENTS. + + + THE MAN IN THE MOON, AND HOW HE GOT THERE 1 + + CAT AND DOG STORIES 13 + + A FORTUNE IN AN EMPTY WALLET 45 + + + + +The Man in the Moon. + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE MAN IN THE MOON. + + +ONCE upon a time, long before people were able to learn what they wanted +to know from printed books, long before children had pretty pictures to +tell them tales, there lived an old student with his pupil. Together +they spent all the day in poring over musty old books and papers, trying +to find out why the sun was hot; and in the night-time they might always +be seen gazing at the sky, counting how many stars there were there. +They were very curious folk, and wanted to know the reasons for all +sorts of out-of-the-way things that everybody else was content to know +the mere facts of, such as why birds have two wings and not three, why +crocodiles have no fins, seeing that they can swim in the water, and +many other matters that would not interest sensible beings. They always +had at their side a young owl, and a serpent, toothless and blind with +age; for they thought that youthful observation and aged craftiness were +most suitable companions for them in their labours. If at any time old +Fusticus, for so the old student was named, got dispirited in his work, +or felt inclined to give it up as a hopeless task, he had but to turn +round in his chair, and there behind him sat his owl, who seemed to say, +as he cocked his head on one side, "Never despair, success only comes +after long perseverance!" Or if he stuck fast at any point, and could +make no progress, one glance at the old serpent made him think, "Snakes +wait whole days and nights on watch for their prey; why should I give +in?" And, strange to say, with a little more attention and care, he +always did get over his smaller difficulties. + +But at last old Fusticus got weary of his long studies, as he seemed +never to find an answer to any one of the questions he had set himself; +and he was about to give them up altogether, when he came across a +curious passage in the old tome in which he was reading. For a long time +he could not make it out at all, but after deep thought and +consultation with his pupil, he discovered that it was a spell, by which +he could call up the Spirit of Darkness, whom he could compel to grant +him any three wishes that he might demand. The only condition was that +he should give to the Spirit of Darkness whatever he should ask of him. + +Old Fusticus thought and thought a long time over this discovery, and at +last decided to make use of it. So one day he repeated the charm he had +learnt from the book, and when he had finished the last word, to his +amazement, for he did not quite believe it was all true, there stood +before him the Spirit of Darkness! He was not at all like what he had +imagined he would have been; for he had not a hideous face, nor a tail, +but was dressed in the costume of a court gentleman, with a sword at his +side and a cocked hat in his hand. He had, too, a pigtail, ruffles and +all complete! + +"Sire," he said to Fusticus, "what is your will? You have summoned me to +you by a power not your own--you know the condition on which you use +that power. What is your wish?" + +"My wish you shall soon learn, or rather my three wishes. But what is it +that you demand in return?" + +"All that I ask is now--nothing! All that I want is your first-born +babe!" + +"I have no child--I am an old man without a wife. If I had a child, you +should have him." Fusticus did not think what he was saying, you see; +but he felt quite safe in offering a thing that did not exist. + +"'Tis a bargain!" cried the wicked Spirit at once and with glee. "Here +is a written compact! Sign!" and Fusticus with a laugh put his name to +the paper, for he thought: "Ah, my fine fellow! you have over-reached +yourself this time! In trying to get too much, you have got nothing at +all!" and he laughed again. + +"Your wishes?" asked the Spirit of Darkness, putting the signed document +into his coat-tail pocket. + +"Well!" said Fusticus, "first of all I will have---- dear me! what shall +I have? Now I come to think of it, I don't know that I want anything at +all! Let me see, I have clothes, a house, my owl and my old serpent, I +have a pupil, my books, my--oh! I know! I have not got a horse to ride +upon! But to wish for only a horse! Spirit, let me have a _Cock_ large +enough for me to ride upon!" + +And forthwith there appeared a monstrous cock, so large that Fusticus +could easily sit upon its back. And this he at once did. "Shan't I look +grand now!" thought Fusticus, "as I ride through the village. All eyes +will be upon me!" Just at that moment the cock gave a loud crow, and +began to strut onwards, and away they went to the village. And as the +last sound of the cock's crow died away, the Spirit of Darkness +vanished. + +The cock made his way straight to the village, and through the chief +street. Everybody turned to look at Fusticus and his remarkable mode of +travelling, but his friends did not, as he had expected, seem very much +struck with its grandeur. "Poor old Fusticus has gone quite mad," they +said to each other; "that comes of too much reading!" and they would not +return the polite bows that Fusticus showered upon them. And so silly +old Fusticus soon came to repent his first wish. "Oh! that I had not +been so foolish!" cried Fusticus, and as soon as he got out of the +village, he dismounted from his cock, and again called upon the Spirit +of Darkness. + +"And so you already want something more? You mortals are never +contented," said the latter. "Everybody laughs at my steed," answered +Fusticus; "I cannot ride through the streets without looking absurd! +Give me a golden carriage, drawn by four real horses this time, with as +many servants as attend a duke;" and the next moment up drove the most +magnificent carriage he had ever beheld, with four prancing white +horses, and a footman and two postilions. Behind it rode two lords, to +guard it. "Now I shall indeed be happy! Now my friends can no longer +laugh!" thought Fusticus, and the very next day he took his first drive. + +When his friends saw that Fusticus had come into such luck, and had such +a grand carriage of his own, they all thought "Dear me! some rich +relation of Fusticus must have died, and left him all this. I hope he +did not see me laugh when he passed me yesterday on that curious cock of +his!" But Fusticus was too pleased to be unfriendly with anybody, when +he saw what marked attention his grand equipage brought him. He sat +smiling inside his carriage and had a kind word for all, even for the +poor old woman he saw the rough villagers jeering at and abusing. He +even called to them to stop breaking the pitchers and pots that she was +trying to sell in the market-place, the only grudge that they had +against her being that she had a rather more hooked nose than their own! + +Fusticus now lived for some time quite happy. Everybody thought a great +deal of him, because of his fine carriage, in which he used to take +daily drives. All the young unmarried ladies of the village tormented +him that he was still a bachelor, saying that his carriage must have +been made for two, as there were two seats in it. And this seemed such a +forcible argument to Fusticus, that he soon took one of the ladies as a +wife. In course of time a little baby was born to them. Scarcely was the +child a week old, when one morning, just as Fusticus was nursing his +little pet, in through the window sprang the Spirit of Darkness! Drawing +the written compact from his pocket, he said, "In accordance with this, +give me up your child, your first-born! But you have one wish still +left. What may it be?" Fusticus was struck dumb; he could not recover +himself for a long time, for in his happiness he had quite forgotten his +promise, quite forgotten his third wish, and all about the Spirit of +Darkness! + +"I cannot yield my child, my young and innocent darling!" he cried. +"Anything else you may take--my life, my carriage, anything, but leave +me my child!" + +"The child! the child! and nothing else!" shrieked the demon, and then, +regaining himself, with a smile added: "And your last wish?" + +"If I lose my boy," answered Fusticus, "my joy on this earth is for ever +gone. If you take my child, then, oh Spirit of Darkness and Deceit! +then, may I for all eternity pass my life in the Moon!" "Granted too is +your third----" "But I have not finished yet," broke in Fusticus, "and +may my child for ever remain with me there!" + +[Illustration] + +And there you may see them both to this day, but the child was changed +into a spider. And every now and then the good little spider lets +himself down by his thread to the earth and takes his father back all +the news of the day. + +But if you, Reader, had three wishes granted to you, I hope you would +choose them better and more wisely than did old Fusticus! + +[Illustration] + + + + +Cat and Dog Stories. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration: TIM.] + + + + +CAT AND DOG STORIES. + + +IT was a rainy November afternoon, and floods of water poured down from +the skies, growing hourly in strength. "Just as if the heaven were +weeping to find that its tears grew so plentiful," I thought. I know +that it is sometimes the case with me. When I am naughty and am scolded, +I begin to cry just a little; but my tears flow quicker and quicker as I +think how shameful it is for a great girl like me to be weeping, and +the more ashamed I become, the more I cry. But I must not go on like +this, or my story will turn out a tearful one, and I shall really end by +weeping myself. + +Well, it was a rainy day, raining so hard that I could not go out on the +lawn to play; and I was tired of amusing myself with my soft ball +indoors. I was sitting with my head resting between my hands, trying to +think of some new game, when suddenly the door swung open, and in walked +a crooked old woman, trudging towards me on her crooked staff. + +"Why are you so unhappy, my dear?" she asked me in a kind, though +croaking, voice. + +"I don't know how to pass the time, ma'am," I said, rather frightened. + +"Little girls, aye, and big girls too, should always have something to +do; they should never idle away their hours. I am your fairy godmother, +Nelly; look at my face." + +And I looked up at her. Sure enough, she did look like my godmother, +only a little more ugly and a good deal more kind! + +"As you have been a good girl this morning, and finished your knitting +and sewing, I am going to give you something that will amuse you. I am +going to gift you with the knowledge of animal language. Look at your +cat and dog on the hearth! They are telling each other stories. Would +you like to listen to what they are saying?" + +"Oh, _that_ I should!" I exclaimed. + +She touched me on the lips with her crooked staff, and suddenly I heard +two little voices gossiping round the fire. I glanced round at my fairy +godmother, but she had vanished. I had not time to think how wonderful +it all was--I was too much taken up with what I heard. There sat my +precious Miss Perkie, with King Charlie at her side, so interested that +his little pink tongue had pushed its way out through his teeth. + +[Illustration: KING CHARLIE.] + +I drew my chair nearer to the hearth, so that I might hear their +conversation the better. But Charlie turned round upon me rather +angrily, and said: + +"If you want to listen, Nelly, don't make such a noise with your stool. +It disturbs me, and it is really provoking to lose the thread of an +adventure in that way. Pray begin the story again, Perkie." + +He always was rather a sharp-tempered dog, so I did not answer him. Yet +the rude way in which he addressed me struck me as rather funny. I +remember thinking that, perhaps, if all the world spoke dog-language, +dogs would be the masters, and we human beings the slaves. + +Perkie then continued: + +"As I was saying----" + +"No, she has put the first part out of my head, now! If I am once +stopped in a story all the first part vanishes. I never was very quick +at learning and all that, you know. People think that petting and +cuddling are quite enough for a dog of my royal pedigree! They never +consider my mind. It is true I can beg, and play at hide-and-seek with a +biscuit: I can eat game, and drink real turtle-soup. And they pay great +respect to my dignity and kingly grace; but as for my mental--however, +never mind that, Pussy; it's not to the point! Go on with your story +from the beginning, and Nelly and I will listen." + +"I was going to tell Charlie of an adventure that I once had with some +horrid, mongrel dogs," said Pussy. "I hate dogs, and so does my whole +race, and mongrels more than any others. Now a noble mastiff or a royal +King Charles" (and here Miss Perkie bowed graciously to her companion, +though I fancied I could see a faint little smile curl round her lower +jaw as she glanced up at me, as if to say to me that she only put up +with him for my sake), "neither of _them_ would worry a harmless cat, +for they are real gentlemen, who honour weakness and timidity" (another +little nod). "But to go on with my story-- + +'I was out in the yard one day to see if I could not pick up a stray +mouseling or so, when I suddenly came upon three brutal-looking dogs, +asleep and snoring near a basket. + +"I turned to flee, as quickly as I could; but the middle dog must have +heard the little cry of fright that escaped me. He leaped up, gave a +loud bark that awoke his two friends, and all three set after me. + +"A tall wall surrounded the yard, and foolishly I had not made for the +gate through which I had come in. What was I to do? 'They will have me,' +I thought, 'they must have me sooner or later!' My terror was too great +for me to describe. + +[Illustration: THE THREE MONGREL CURS.] + +"Round and round the yard they chased me--round and round again! I could +not see the opening of the gate for a long time, so quickly did I tear +along. + +"Mongrel curs are clever, though I don't know why they should be. They +had sense enough--bad sense I then thought it; but now I laugh at the +adventure, as it is happily over, and as I paid the dogs back in their +own coin--well, they had sense enough to separate and drive me into a +corner. 'Now, surely, it is all over with me!' I said to myself; but I +managed to keep them off for a long while by setting up my back and +spitting at them. They dared not draw nigh, they dared not touch me, for +they knew my claws were all ready stretched out to scratch their eyes +out. + +"How long we stood thus I cannot say. My nerves were so tight-strung +that I was scarcely myself at all." + +[Illustration: "THEY DARED NOT DRAW NIGH."] + +"Well, and what did you do?" asked King Charlie, his big eyes almost +starting from his head, and his tongue far protruded from his mouth. "Do +go on! You keep one so long in suspense! Did they kill you or not?" + +I could not help laughing at his silly question; but Charlie seemed +mightily offended at my conduct, so I smothered my merriment as best I +could. + +"Shall I go on?" asked Pussy; to which we both eagerly replied, "Yes, +yes, _please_, Pussy." + +She continued: "I was in this awkward position, hissing, spitting, back +up, claws shot out, when an idea struck me. The dogs were close together +in a body, and it was not much of a jump for me--I sprang forward, right +over their heads, and rushed away towards the gate which stood straight +before me. I reached it in safety, and looked around. + +"There were the three dogs, barking loudly, close behind me! 'Now for my +idea!' thought I, 'now or never! Victory or death!' + +[Illustration: "THE DOOR WAS ONLY HALF OPEN."] + +"The door was only half open, and that favoured my plans. If that had +not been the case----" + +"Do keep to the story!" again interrupted the eager King Charles; "you +are always moralizing." + +"If that had not been the case, I should have been lost," continued +Pussy, quite calmly, and not regarding His Highness. "Well, I jumped +violently against the half-closed gate, and slammed it to with a loud +bang. It just caught the first dog's toe, and I knew what had happened +by the yelping and howling of the wretched cur. Ah! the tables were +turned now! And, in triumph, I laid my side close up against the door, +and purred as loudly as I could, until my throat ached. The dog howled +still louder than before on the other side, his two brother sinners +barking all the time in disappointed fury. + +[Illustration: "IT JUST CAUGHT THE FIRST DOG'S TOE."] + +[Illustration: "THE TURKEY AND THE PIG JOINED IN."] + +"A funny concert it must have been! All the animals flocked out from the +farmyard close by, to see what was the matter. The turkey joined in, +screeching at her loudest. The little pig grunted and squeaked, and _I_ +lay against the door, purring louder than ever. + +"Then the donkey came up, and looked on. He was a bit of a philosopher, +and looked grave and unconcerned. Or it may have been that the clover he +had in his mouth was too precious to gobble down or to drop. In fact, +his attention did seem to be divided; for one ear appeared to be +listening to the concert, the other to the music of his own crunching. +Poor old Neddy! he thinks himself so wise and such a philosopher in +human and animal things! And all the time he is such a stupid! Even _I_ +stopped purring for a moment to laugh at him. + +[Illustration: "HE WAS A BIT OF A PHILOSOPHER."] + +"The kid in the neighbouring field pranced for very joy at the music. He +had never had an accompaniment before; and he frisked about here, there, +and everywhere, inviting even the frog beneath his feet to join him in +the dance. Unequal playmates, you will say; and so thought the frog; +but the kid was delighted nevertheless, though he soon forsook his +partner, and went careering on. + +[Illustration: UNEQUAL PLAYMATES.] + +[Illustration: FORGET-ME-NOT] + +"Out from her hutch the rabbit poked her head, with a sprig of +forget-me-not in her mouth. Her ears were pricked up, and she listened. +'What can it all mean?' she asked her little ones. + +[Illustration: THE SQUABBLE IN THE POND.] + +"I looked towards the duck-pond. 'What lovely music!' cried one duckling +to his comrade. + +"'Hideous, you mean!' cried the other, and then they fought and +quarrelled till scarcely a feather was left between them. This is the +way with quick-tempered little ducklings: they fight for a worm, and are +good friends again as soon as either of them has eaten it up. Sulky +little boys and girls have a lesson to learn from them in this, so that +even a duckling is a teacher at times, if we can only read our lesson +aright. + +[Illustration: "COME ALONG THEN."] + +"The noise the dogs were making reached even the end of the field, where +a blackbird was busily engaged with an obstinate worm, who preferred +his hole to the open air. And the terrified bird forsook half his +dinner, in his anxiety to get away. + +"My adventure, you see," continued Pussy, "at any rate created a noise +in the neighbourhood! At length the dogs' master came out with a whip in +his hand. He walked up to them, and must have laid about him pretty +freely, for their howling increased to something indescribable. Then +suddenly they stopped, and I heard the dog-whip flung fiercely at the +crouching curs. And then their master went away, as I could tell by his +retreating steps. + +[Illustration: "FLUNG FIERCELY AT THE CURS."] + +"I was full of curiosity to see how they looked in their humbled frame +of mind. So I with great difficulty scrambled up the wall. I looked +over, and nearly _tumbled_ over too, for I could hardly keep my balance, +so great was my inward rejoicing at their discomfiture. + +"'So you are paid out, you three cruel, mischief-makers!' I cried, and +leaped down again from the wall. + +"They howled back their reply, which I did not wait to hear--and that is +the end of my story," said Pussy. + +"Thank you, Pussy dear!" I said. And King Charlie danced frantically +round the room to show his delight at the way the adventure had ended. + +"I hate low under-bred curs, and I am always glad to see them punished," +he cried, again assuming his kingly look. He was a despot in spirit, and +really thought himself King of the dogs. Poor, harmless, vain little +Charlie, I loved him all the same! + +"Now it is your turn to tell _me_ a story," said Miss Perkie to him. "I +will tell you something more of these three dogs afterwards." + +"Very well," began King Charles, "very well; a tale you shall have, but +a short one. My tail is not long, and my tales are not long," and he +looked towards Pussy; then at me; but neither of us smiled: he was only +a dog of small intellect, so I forgave him. + +"Your story was of dogs," he went on; "mine shall be of cats. You hate +dogs--I hate cats; therefore we like each other." + +Pussy did not quite follow the reasoning, as I could see from her +puzzled face; but since the end was true, and the argument sounded well, +she thought it must be all right. + +"My story is of a cat of your tribe, Perkie," he continued; "of a +Maltese kitten. They are all great play-babies, you know, and I suppose +you owe your earnestness of character to me. But that is not to the +point! The kitten I am speaking of was called _Pussy_. That seems to be +a common name in your family, Pussy; and it is a most extraordinary +thing that all the cats and kittens I have ever known have had that +name, and it is yours too, Perkie, isn't it? However, it is a very +pretty name, so I won't say anything more about it. It is not to the +point either! To proceed: this Pussy was a _very_ great play-baby. A +soft ball was her joy, her comfort; a saucer of milk, her greatest +delight. How you cats can live on milk, I cannot understand. It's very +nice in its way, but it goes such a _little_ way, though _that_ is not +much to the point again! Well, this cat's mother was a thief--all cats +are thieves--she used regularly, when she had a chance, to go to the jar +of milk that was kept for me and for the family, and lap up as much as +she could reach with her tongue. + +[Illustration: "AND LAP UP AS MUCH AS SHE COULD."] + +"Of course I hated her for this alone; but another vile practice she had +increased my dislike for her. She would, every morning after the piano +was dusted, jump upon the music-stool, and thence bound on to the +keyboard. She would then walk about on it backwards and forwards, +making the most abominable sounds--screeching notes, buzzing notes, +groaning notes; groaning notes, buzzing notes, screeching notes, worse +than the railway train. I could not stay in the same room with her, and +used rather to go out and sit in the cold attic. + +[Illustration: AN UNSKILLED PERFORMER] + +"I never actually fought her, for I always pitied her weakness, and her +claws were very long and sharp. Her daughter was just as annoying in +other ways, though I must confess that her ball-games were rather +pretty. But still I do not agree with frivolity being turned into a +science, and her games were almost scientific in grace and action. I +will try to describe to you her morning occupation. + +"First of all, of course, was the mewing +scene--'Mieaou--mieaou--mieaou!' 'What is it my little sweetie wants, +then?' the lady of the house would ask; 'does it want its pretty little +ball?' And then she would throw the miserable soft ball to her. + +"I sat by and looked on, half scornful, half amused, half---- I forget +what the other half was!" + +"Half asleep?" suggested Pussy. + +"Perhaps half asleep, but I forget. The kitten would then watch where +the ball fell, waiting till it stopped rolling. She would never touch it +until it got to a considerable distance from her. Then she would +suddenly dart upon a hassock or a footstool close by it, and fiercely +gaze down upon it. After a while, she would stretch out one paw, and set +it rolling, and, as it rolled, crawl after it, crouching low down to the +ground. + +[Illustration] + +"Suddenly a pounce, and a little squeak of delight: 'The ball is mine,' +she thinks, and begins to play with it. She tosses it to and fro, now +biting it, now patting it--preparatory, no doubt, to swallowing it. + +"But do not be too sure, Miss Pussy! See, the ball flies from her, as if +possessed with life. It rolls away, on and on. And Pussy, who had +thought it dead, seems struck with wonder. 'Can it be alive after all?' +she thinks; 'there must be a mouse inside it!' then scamper, scamper, a +spring and a leap, and she has caught the ball again. Once more it +escapes from her claws--once more she bounds towards it, and now it is +surely hers. I confess it was rather interesting to me to look on, and +more than once I nearly joined in the chase after the ball myself. Then +Pussy would roll about on the floor with it, but never did she find a +mouse inside it. Poor Pussy, every day she deceived herself thus! Then I +would laugh to myself. Cats are such silly aimless things! They have no +higher motives than a soft ball!" + +"Yes," said Miss Perkie, "but isn't it time you began your story?" + +"That is my story, you simpleton!" answered King Charlie. + +"Oh, I did not know that: it was not much like one, you know." + +"Eh? I call it a capital story. But now it is your turn again, unless +Miss Nelly will tell us one?" he said, and turned to me. + +"I don't know many stories of cats' and dogs' adventures; but I will +describe a walk I once took with the dog I had before you, Charlie, if +you like." + +And I began: "His name was Tim, and he was a Pomeranian dog. Everybody +liked him, and he liked everybody and everything excepting cats. He +never harmed _our_ cats, though--it was before your time, Perkie--and +never used even to worry them. But he could not abide strange cats. His +greatest enemy was a big black tom, that lived quite near here. He is +dead now, killed by Tim, and I am going to tell you how it all happened. + +[Illustration: "HIS GREATEST ENEMY WAS A BIG BLACK TOM-CAT."] + +"One day we were out for our morning walk--just as _we_ go now, +Charlie--when he spied this hated cat perched up on a high rock that +overhung the lane. He was peering down at us, and I suppose he thought +we should not see him. But 'Tim's eyes looked everywhere when we were +out together,' I used to say. At any rate, he saw his enemy up there at +once, and made after him at full speed. The frightened cat did not seem +to know what to do, and in his flurry did the worst thing he could have +done. Behind him stretched a field of barley, and the foolish animal +rushed straight into it. I called to Tim, but he did not hear, or +pretended not to. + +"The next thing I saw was Tim coming along, wagging his tail, the +tom-cat dead between his teeth. + +[Illustration: "HE STOOD UP ON HIS HIND-LEGS."] + +"I scolded Tim, and beat him; but he could not understand that he had +not done a very virtuous deed. For my own part, I was not sorry the cat +had been killed; he was a great nuisance in the neighbourhood, and often +used to steal our chickens. So I could not find the heart to give Tim +all the beating he deserved; and when he stood up on his hind-legs, +half-sorrowfully, half-beseechingly, looking into my face, I felt that +he had only acted according to his nature, and that what was wrong in us +to do might not be a sin in him. Therefore I took the dear old dog back +again into my favour, and forgave him his disobedience in not coming +when I called him. The darling old fellow bore me no spite, and soon he +was gambolling along again at my side, as though nothing had happened." + +"Quite right, quite right!" interposed King Charlie at this point; "but +go on with the story." + +"We walked on until we came to a farm-yard," I continued. "All of a +sudden Tim rushed forward, then back again to me, barking loudly, as +though mad. + +"'What is it, Tim? What is it? Good dog! good fellow!' I cried to him, +but no good; he seemed distracted about something. + +[Illustration] + +"Then I looked in the direction in which he was barking, and there I saw +on the steps of the barn a large toy-lamb, which some children must have +left behind them. On its back a bird was perched. The poor dickie had +made a mistake; he thought, no doubt, it was a real lamb! And Tim, too, +who had never seen such an extraordinary sight before, was astonished +beyond measure, and resented what he thought was meant for a personal +insult to himself. + +"He scrambled under the wooden fence that surrounded the farm-yard, and +hurried towards the terrible object. + +[Illustration: "HE SCRAMBLED UNDER THE WOODEN FENCE."] + +"'Come back--here, Tim--Tim!' I shouted after him, but in vain: the bird +had flown from the lamb's back, and the lamb was already torn to tatters +by the furious dog. + +"Then he came back to me, barking 'See how I have treated the +impostor!' + +"But I did not see with his eyes. I whipped him again, and after having +given the woman at the farm enough money to buy another lamb, I took him +home. Two misbehaviours in one walk I thought quite enough. + +"Poor old Tim! he died soon afterwards, and then you came, you know, +Charlie. That's all my story. I love to recall my memories of dear old +Tim; but I am afraid I've not interested you two much." + +"No, not much, as far as I am concerned," rudely answered King Charles. +I did not mean it, but I had made him very jealous by the love I had +shown for Tim. I could not therefore take offence at his rude answer, +especially as His Majesty had always been petted and spoilt so much. + +"It is Perkie's turn now to tell her other story," he added. + +"I am ready," said Pussy, and began at once: "As I said before, my story +shall be about the same three dogs, and how they tried to catch a mouse. +I heard it from the mouse's own lips--I'll tell you how, later on--so it +must be true! + +"The lazy dogs were, as usual, snoring in the kitchen of the house to +which they belonged. A little mouse peeped her head out of a hole, and +saw them asleep. 'Surely,' she thought,--'surely I can get onto the +table without waking them.' So she tried. + +"She reached the table without a sound, and the dogs still snored on +peacefully. To mount the leg of the table, and to climb up among the +dishes and glass were but the matter of a moment to her. Then she set to +work. As she tasted the nice, fresh cheese, she quite forgot all about +her enemies, the dogs. She clattered the plates, and made such a noise, +that they soon started from their sleep. + +"'A mouse! a mouse on the table!' they cried, and rushed towards it. + +"'I am, anyhow, safe up here,' thought mousie, and nibbled on. + +"The dogs soon grew weary of waiting below, and consulted together as to +what they should do. At last they hit upon a plan. They seized the +table-cloth between their teeth, and began to drag it from the table. +Crash! crash! down came the dishes and plates and vases, knives and +forks and all, smothering the dogs in broken bits of glass and water. + +[Illustration: "DOWN IT ALL CAME, SMOTHERING THE DOGS IN BROKEN BITS OF +GLASS AND WATER."] + +"Poor little mousie was nearly dragged down too, only she just managed +to scramble onto the table again, whence she leaped down to the ground. +The dogs saw her, however, and gave chase. She climbed up the wooden +partition leading to the loft; but a friend of mine sat up there in +wait for her. The sly puss had expected that all would turn out as it +had happened, and thought she would get a nice meal without the trouble +of hunting it down. She was mistaken, though--for mousie saw her, and +stopped half-way up the wall, just out of reach of the dogs. They stood +below, barking at her, but could do nothing more. + +[Illustration: "JUST OUT OF REACH OF THE DOGS."] + +"After a while mousie felt her strength giving way, so she ran a little +sideways along the wall, jumped down, and scampered through the open +door along the passage. Her three torturers hurried after her, and away +they all went helter-skelter. + +[Illustration: "ALONG THE PASSAGE."] + +"Now, midway across the passage stood the hall-bench. The mouse sprang +over it at one bound; but the three clumsy dogs were not so clever. The +first one jumped too short, and he just caught the further side of the +bench; he pulled it backwards, and together both came down with a crash. +He limped back to the hearth-side with a lame leg, having had enough of +mouse-catching. His two companions saw his fall, and followed him. All +bullies are cowards!" sagely added Pussy, parenthetically. + +[Illustration: THE HALL-BENCH.] + +[Illustration: "DOG AND BENCH CAME DOWN WITH A CRASH."] + +"And what became of the mouse?" asked the impatient Charlie. + +"Why, I was there for her all ready at the end of the passage, and the +dogs had done my work for me. But I did not eat her up. I promised her +her life if she would tell me all about how she escaped from them, and +what they had suffered--and that's how I know it all." + +"Thank you, Pussy dear, for your----" + +[Illustration] + +"What are you thinking about, child, calling me Pussy?" exclaimed my +godmother, shaking me from a deep sleep. "I have come to bid you +good-bye, as I am going now. Little girls should be more respectful to +their elders." + +"But, really, I suppose I must have been dreaming that----" + +"Little girls should not dream foolish things. You should know better, +my dear. Now, good-bye, Nelly!" + +And so it was all a dream! Yes, there lay Pussy and Charlie fast asleep, +too. Dear me! I wish it had been real, though! + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +A Fortune in an Empty Wallet. + + + + +A FORTUNE IN AN EMPTY WALLET. + + +IN the north of England, several hundred years ago, there lived a young +knight. He was very poor, as his father had spent all his money, and the +only things of value that he left his son were a white horse of +wonderful beauty and a very curious old sword. Edgar--that was the +knight's name--was obliged to leave his home, for he had no money to +spend in keeping up a large house; and, besides, his father had been +deeply in debt, and the tradesmen were clamouring for their bills to be +paid, and threatening to put him in prison if he did not pay them. So, +having filled two bundles with clothes and food, he mounted his horse +and rode off to seek his fortune abroad. + +He had been journeying along for several days, not knowing where to go +or what to do, when one evening he found himself riding through a dark +and gloomy forest. He was thinking to himself how dismal his future +looked, and was wondering how he should be able to make a living, when +all of a sudden his horse started, reared up on his hind-legs, and then +stood quite still, trembling with fright. + +Edgar looked around him, and saw, standing under the shadow of an old +yew-tree, the figure of an aged man. His form was bent with years, and +he leaned for support on a thick knotted stick. His clothes were patched +and torn, his toes peeped out from his worn-out boots, while in one hand +he carried an old wallet, which had been carefully mended, and which +evidently contained something that he greatly valued. + +As soon as Edgar's horse stopped short, the old man came near, and asked +for alms. + +"You have come to the wrong person," replied Edgar; "for though I would +gladly help you if I could, I expect that I am quite as poor as you are, +except that I still have my sword and my good steed." + +The old man looked earnestly at the sword, and his eyes sparkled as he +asked eagerly-- + +"Where did you get that sword from?" + +"My father gave it to me," replied Edgar; "and he brought it home with +him when he returned from the wars beyond the seas." + +"Noble knight!" returned the old man, "in my wallet I have a jewel that +is beyond price. That sword of yours takes my fancy, and if you like to +exchange it for my wallet and what it contains, I assure you that you +will not repent it." + +"Let me first see the jewel," said Edgar; for although he was very +anxious to get it, he wanted first of all to make quite sure that it was +really there. + +"Before I let you have my wallet I must have your sword," said the old +man; "but if you do not like your bargain, I will give it you back +again. You see I cannot possibly run away with it, for you are on +horse-back, while I am on foot." + +At first Edgar refused to do this, but at last he agreed; for he thought +to himself that he could easily get the sword back, as of course the +old man could not run as fast as his horse. He therefore handed down his +sword and received the old wallet in exchange. + +He opened it eagerly, but to his rage and dismay found that it was +empty. In his anger he turned round so suddenly, that by accident he +touched his horse with his spur. The horse at once began to gallop off, +and it had carried him some distance before he could stop it. + +When he returned to the spot where he had given up his sword, he at +first saw nothing of the beggar, but happening to look up, to his great +surprise he saw him sitting in the top of a tall tree, having climbed +there so as to be out of his reach. + +"Honoured knight!" cried the beggar, "forgive me for playing you such a +trick, and rest assured that you shall not in the end suffer for it. +This sword which I hold in my hand belonged to my great-grandfather, who +was killed in the first crusade, and it has chanced to become your +property in some way or other. I knew it at once by the curious hilt, of +which the cross-piece is, as you know, turned up at one end and down at +the other. Give me your knightly word that you will not harm me, and I +will come down and explain to you how it is that I value the sword so +highly. Of one thing you may be certain--I shall not deceive you again. +And what I tell you will be of great service to you." + +Edgar promised the beggar that he should be safe, and the latter began +to scramble down from his uncomfortable perch. But, wonderful to relate, +he was quite changed, and was now a handsome youth, though still dressed +in the same tattered old clothes. + +"My name," said the beggar, "is Bertram; and to you I owe a debt of +gratitude that I can never repay, for by means of this sword I can win +back the castle and lands of my ancestors, from which I have been lately +driven to wander about in the guise of an old beggar. Henceforth we will +be as brothers, and the half of my lands shall be yours; for had it not +been for you, they would never again have become mine. But let me tell +you my story. + +"Three years ago my father died, and I became heir to all his estates; +but my step-mother was a wicked woman, and hated me with all her might. +Twelve months since she married again, and both she and her husband set +to work to drive me from my home. Many of their attempts failed; but at +last they secured the help of an old wizard, who turned me into a +beggar. Of course nobody recognized me in this disguise, and my own +servants only laughed and jeered when I told them who I was, and my +step-father drove me from the castle with blows that I was too feeble to +resist. + +"I begged him to have mercy, but he only laughed; and the wizard, who +was standing by him, said, 'A beggar you must remain until you find your +great-grandfather's sword:' then they slammed the door in my face. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +"My father thought that he was perfectly safe to keep the castle for +ever, as he believed the sword had been lost in a foreign land, and that +I never could possibly find it again. But chance has brought it to me +when I least expected it, and at a time when I am within a mile of my +castle. Come, my friend, let us go and take possession, for I know that +the wizard spoke the truth when he said that I should enjoy my own +again when I got this sword, because already half of what he said has +come true, since I am once more my own self, instead of being an old +beggar." + +Edgar took Bertram up behind him on his horse, and together they rode +off to the castle, which was not far distant. Leaving the horse tied to +a tree, they drew near to the gate, when they heard shouts and songs and +music, from which they knew that a great feast was being held. + +"This way," said Bertram; and they ran down a narrow passage, then up a +steep flight of stairs which led to a platform, from which they could +look into the courtyard. A wonderful scene met their eyes. The courtyard +was full of people, who were eating, drinking, singing, and enjoying +themselves to their hearts' content. Two funny men were so happy that +they were kissing each other; and in the middle several servants, with +their long sharp knives, were cutting up an ox that had been roasted +whole, while a number more were bringing in fresh dishes of delicacies, +such as peacocks, truffles, and boars' heads. + +Bertram quickly looked around, and whispering to Edgar--"He is not +here," motioned him to follow, and ran down the stairs again. + +They passed through many passages and rooms, meeting no one, for +everybody seemed to be helping at the feast. At length they reached a +stone terrace that ran along outside the wall of the castle. They walked +along this, until Bertram suddenly stopped opposite a large window, and +signed to Edgar to look through. + +He did so, and saw a man seated at a table with a lot of money before +him, which he was paying away as fast as he could to several +wicked-looking Jews with fur caps, who were putting it into bags, and +carrying it away. + +"The wretch!" said Bertram; "see how he is wasting my money. Let us dash +in upon him through the window, so that he may see his day is over." So +saying, he jumped right through the window on to the floor, closely +followed by Edgar. + +At the sound of the breaking of glass the Jews looked up, and seeing two +strange figures coming through the window, they ran off as fast as they +could, leaving their money behind, and shouting out that they had seen a +spirit. His step-father fainted with terror, but the old steward at once +knew his master again, and kneeling down, kissed his hand, blessing the +day that had brought him back once more. Soon all the servants came +running in, having heard the shouts of the Jews as they rushed away. +Their delight at again seeing their young master, whom they had mourned +as dead, was beyond bounds, and they brought him beautiful clothes, and +took away his ragged garments, while his wicked step-father was hurried +off to prison. + +They then conducted him to the courtyard, and seated him in the chair of +state, after which they served the banquet that had been prepared for +his step-father. But amidst all his happiness Bertram did not forget his +friend Edgar, who had been the means of restoring his inheritance to +him. Taking him by the hand, he led him to the seat of honour, saying +aloud as he did so,-- + +"Henceforth we are brothers, and everything shall belong to both of us +equally. But for you, I should still be wandering about in the forest; +so the least I can do is to share my good-fortune with you." + +Bertram and Edgar lived together for many years, beloved by all; and +Edgar never repented the day when he exchanged his sword for an empty +wallet. + +[Illustration] + +WOODFALL & KINDER, Printers, Milford Lane, Strand, W.C. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of A Winter Nosegay, by Walter Crane + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A WINTER NOSEGAY *** + +***** This file should be named 39358.txt or 39358.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/3/9/3/5/39358/ + +Produced by Emmy, Marilynda Fraser-Cunliffe and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This +file was produced from images generously made available +by the University of Florida Digital Collections.) + + +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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