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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of A Winter Nosegay, by Walter Crane
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+Title: A Winter Nosegay
+ Being Tales for Children at Christmastide
+
+Author: Walter Crane
+
+Release Date: April 3, 2012 [EBook #39358]
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+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]
+
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