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font-size:1.2em; font-weight:bold'>The Project Gutenberg eBook of Shining Hours, by Anonymous</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere in the United States and -most other parts of the world 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 <a href="https://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a>. If you -are not located in the United States, you will have to check the laws of the -country where you are located before using this eBook. -</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Title: Shining Hours</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: Anonymous</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: January 30, 2021 [eBook #64422]</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Character set encoding: UTF-8</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Produced by: Richard Tonsing, Juliet Sutherland, and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net</div> - -<div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SHINING HOURS ***</div> - -<div class='tnotes covernote'> - -<p class='c000'><b>Transcriber’s Note:</b></p> - -<p class='c000'>The cover image was created by the transcriber and is placed in the public domain.</p> - -</div> - -<div class='chapter titlepage'> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus001.jpg' alt='Shining Hours' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div> - <h1 class='c001'>Shining Hours</h1> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus002.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>COME AND PLAY.</p> -</div> -</div> - -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>COME AND PLAY!</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>P</span>lay-ful kit-tens! see them spring-ing</div> - <div class='line in2'>Light-ly up my fa-vor-ite tree;</div> - <div class='line'>Now they spy the ham-mock swing-ing—</div> - <div class='line in2'>In they scram-ble-one, two, three.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>For a while they sit de-mure-ly,</div> - <div class='line in2'>In a dain-ty fluffy row,</div> - <div class='line'>Then they gaze a-bout—why sure-ly,</div> - <div class='line in2'>There stands pa-tient Spot be-low.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Come!” I fan-cy they are say-ing;</div> - <div class='line in2'>“See, it is not far to climb:</div> - <div class='line'>’Mid the branch-es i-dly sway-ing,</div> - <div class='line in2'>We are hav-ing such a time!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“You shall have a wel-come hear-ty</div> - <div class='line in2'>Here with-in the leaf-y shade.</div> - <div class='line'>What! you will not join our par-ty?</div> - <div class='line in2'>Sil-ly pup, you are a-fraid!”</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>But a meek re-proach is ly-ing</div> - <div class='line in2'>In those eyes so brown and large;</div> - <div class='line'>One can al-most hear him cry-ing,</div> - <div class='line in2'>“I have mas-ter’s stick in charge!”</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Pret-ty, mirth-ful, sau-cy crea-tures—</div> - <div class='line in2'>Let them play their mer-ry part!</div> - <div class='line'>How can their light kit-ten-na-tures</div> - <div class='line in2'>Un-der-stand his faith-ful heart?</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>That night Edith insisted on taking the old idol to bed -with her as of old. Aunt Bell over-heard her talking to it.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I love you bushels. You are the beautifulest dolly in -all the world. And I don’t care if you haven’t dot two arms, -and fine clothes, and a parasol. You’ve dot me, and I’ve -dot you, and we’ll just do on loving each other. Dat new -dolly can sit in the parlor, but you’se my every day chum.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Edith showed the new dolly to all her friends, but wouldn’t -play with it for many days. Like a genuine little woman, -she wanted to be loyal to her first love.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>IN THE MEADOW.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>L</span>ittle girlie in the meadow,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Do you love to pick the flowers?</div> - <div class='line'>Do you love to sing and chatter,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Through the bright and sunny hours?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Pretty maiden in the meadow,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Do you love to dream and sigh?</div> - <div class='line'>Do you love to build bright castles</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the air, yet know not why?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Kind old doggie in the meadow,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Do you love to laze and think?</div> - <div class='line'>Do you love to catch the snappers,</div> - <div class='line in2'>While at them you wink and blink?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Little girlie, pretty maiden,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Kind old doggie—three good friends—</div> - <div class='line'>Love the sunshine, dreams, and flowers,</div> - <div class='line in2'>All joy that summer days attends.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus005.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus006.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div> - <h2 class='c002'>A PUZZLED CAT.</h2> -</div> - -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Teheran, the Persian cat, was dozing on a rug in the -hall. Suddenly her hair stood on end, and her tail -grew large. What-ever was that thing coming down-stairs? -She had opened her eyes just in time to see at the head of -the long flight of stairs some strange animal, with great eyes -and long sharp teeth. To her horror, it slid quickly down -stairs, directly toward her.</p> - -<p class='c005'>It did not take her long to run from the mat and dodge -the fierce-looking animal. She turned to look, and there lay -the four footed beast, just where she had lain. What could -he be, and what was he doing in that house? There he lay -quietly. Could he be asleep? Pussy-like, she crawled toward -him, ready to spring if he stirred. She walked round -him with her back up. No, he wasn’t asleep. His eyes were -wide open. Was he lying in wait, ready to spring at her?</p> - -<p class='c005'>Round and round him she walked. Not an ear did he -raise, not a whisker did he twitch, not an eyelid did he wink. -What a curious fellow!</p> - -<p class='c005'>Had he died of heart disease coming down-stairs so fast? -Her eyes opened wider. She pricked up her ears to listen. -Not a breath could she hear. Poor fellow, he must be dead.</p> - -<p class='c005'>She grew bolder. She played with his paws, and she -pulled his tail. She brushed by his side. How queer! No -fat, no bones! She put one paw on his back, two paws, -three paws, all four paws. How flat! no heart, no stomach, no -insides at all. She sat down on him to think. What was he?</p> - -<p class='c005'>Many a day she thought about him; many a time she -played with him; many an hour she watched him. But a -puzzled cat she always remained.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>ON THE BEACH.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>This little girl has come with her mamma from the noisy -city, Paris. She has a shrimping net in her hand, and -thinks she can catch shrimps.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The fish-wife is surprised to see a little girl in such fine -clothes on the beach. The little girl is curious about the -fish-wife. Do you wish to know what they are talking -about? Listen!</p> - -<p class='c005'>“<span lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">Êtes vous de Paris?</span>”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Oui.”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus008.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>“<span lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">Combien y a-t-il de temps que vous êtes ici?</span>”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“<span lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">Il n’y a que trois jours.</span>”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Do you understand? You do if you are studying French. -They both talk French although they are dressed so differently. -The little girl is very much interested in the funny -dress of the fish-wife. The fish-wife is very much pleased -with the pretty dress of the little girl. She says under her -breath “<span lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">Qu’elle est jolie!</span>”</p> - -<p class='c005'>They look each other over from top to toe, and talk awhile. -Then the fish-wife goes back to her work. The little girl -pokes the shrimping-net into the water and tries to catch -the shrimps.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>DOROTHY’S CALL.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Dorothy was wandering about the house, wondering -what to do. She strayed into Grandma’s room. On -the bureau lay Grandmas’s cap. Dorothy tried it on, and -thought she looked very like Grandma. There lay a pair of -spectacles. She tried those on too.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Suddenly a scheme came into her wise little head. She -went to Grandmas’s closet, found one of her dress skirts, and -put on that. Grandma was a short woman, and Dorothy -was a pretty big girl for her age, still the skirt was a trifle -long in front. Grandma didn’t wear short sleeves and high-necked -aprons. Grandma’s black shawl was just the thing -to cover them up, Dorothy thought, as she fastened it with -Grandma’s big pin.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus010.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>DOROTHY.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>She walked quietly into the hall. Quietly, because she -wasn’t sure that Grandma would be pleased. She couldn’t -see through the spectacles. She clung to the bannisters, or -down the whole flight of stairs she would have gone at one -step. Shoving the glasses to the end of her nose, she went -on her way. Around the corner lived a poor old lady that -Grandma sometimes called on. Dorothy walked to her door -and knocked. The old lady came to the door.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Good morning, Mrs. Johns!” said Dorothy.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Good morning,” answered Mrs. Johns, looking at her -caller curiously. “Come in, wont you, and sit down? I -don’t just recall you, though you do seem familiar.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“My name is Swinton,” said Dorothy. (So it was and so -was her Grandmother's).</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Oh, how do you do, Mrs. Swinton? You must excuse -me for not knowing you. I’m getting hard o’hearing, and my -eyes aren’t as good as they were once. And how are you?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I have a little rheumatiz, and sometimes a ‘stick’ in my -back,” answered Dorothy.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Your voice doesn’t sound natural, but perhaps it’s my -ears. Does your throat trouble you?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Oh no!” said Dorothy, growing nervous. “I guess I -better be going.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Going! Why you’ve just come.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>But Dorothy hurried away, rather quickly for an old lady.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Well I never!” muttered Mrs. Johns. “She must be going -out of her mind, she acted so queer. The rheumatiz must -be in her brain. She walked too fast to have it in her legs.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Grandma was surprised to see Dorothy coming into the -house, dressed in her clothes. She couldn’t help smiling -while Dorothy told her all about her call.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“And Grandma,” said Dorothy, “she didn’t find out that -I was only myself, and not yourself at all!”</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>FIDO’S PUPPIES.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Fido was the proud mother of four puppies. They were -born in a clothes basket. While they were very young -they did not offer to leave their warm bed. They snuggled -close to their mother, and when she went off for a walk they -cuddled together.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus012.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>They soon became venturesome, like most dogs and boys. -Two were particularly so. They jumped over-board to go -on a tour of inspection, the mother’s sharp eyes following.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The third, not quite so bold, just leaned over the edge -of the basket. He leaned too far, and out he tumbled, and -then tried to climb back. The fourth was too lazy to move, -and kept under cover.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus013.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>Dear, big, old Colonel eyed curiously these fat, faltering, -four-legged new-comers. And the new-comers eyed him. -They sat in judgment over his tail as it lay on the ground. -They never thought of its being a tail. They only knew -one kind, like theirs and their mother’s.</p> - -<p class='c005'>While they were thinking, the Colonel raised this bushy -tail. It struck one under the jaw, making him turn a back -somersault; it rolled the other puppy over. They were very -much surprised, and waddled back to the basket as fast as -their weak legs could carry them. The Colonel smiled.</p> - -<p class='c005'>These two dogs grew bolder as they grew older. Once, -when their mother was away, they went on another inspecting -tour, taking the most timid puppy with them.</p> - -<p class='c005'>They jumped up the front steps of their masters house. -Seeing the front door open, they decided to call. They did -not know that the proper way was to ring the bell and hand -in cards. They simply walked in and found their way to -the parlor. What fine curtains to roll on! What beautiful -lace to tear! What gay cords and tassels to pull! Such a -lark!</p> - -<p class='c005'>That which attracted them most was a mat made of a -wolf’s skin and head. At first they were afraid, but seeing -he did not injure them, they pulled him about at a great rate. -They were having such a good time, they made some noise.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The maid surprised them, and stopped their little game by -appearing with a whip. The puppies went out the front door -faster than callers usually go; and they never so much as -said good-afternoon.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>DOLLY’S LULLABY.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus014.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>D</span>olly darling, now don’t cry,</div> - <div class='line'>Here’s your cradle right close by,</div> - <div class='line'>In my arms you’ll safely keep,</div> - <div class='line'>Close your eyes and go to sleep.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE BIRDIES.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>D</span>ear little birdies, come in from the cold.</div> - <div class='line'>Don’t be so ’fraid of us. Try to be bold.</div> - <div class='line'>Doggie won’t hurt you; he loves little birds;</div> - <div class='line'>He minds when I speak, for he understands words.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Dear little birdies, come in for this bread.</div> - <div class='line'>Why do you hop away, why turn your head?</div> - <div class='line'>Here in my hand is the bread, all for you.</div> - <div class='line'>Taste it, and see if my words are not true.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Dear little birdies, come in from the snow.</div> - <div class='line'>You will be frozen. Just hear the wind blow!</div> - <div class='line'>Hop on the window-sill; hop right along;</div> - <div class='line'>Eat of this bread, and then chirp us a song.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Dear little birdies, come in or you’ll freeze.</div> - <div class='line'>With snow in the garden, and ice on the trees,</div> - <div class='line'>Surely you cannot, though trying your best,</div> - <div class='line'>Find any breakfast or feather your nest.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE HISTORY LESSON.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Kate was trying to learn her history lesson. She thought -she never could learn the names of all the Presidents -of the United States, and recite them in their order. Her -eyes would stray to the story books. Her mind would -wander to “Lady Constance,” who had her right hand cut -off to save the life of her dear husband. And to Cinderella -and her lost slipper. And to the Prince who found it and -married her. In fact she could think of everything except -the Presidents of the United States.</p> - -<p class='c005'>While she was wasting her time, Cousin Anna came in -to call.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“What makes you look so cross, Kate?” Cousin Anna -asked.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I can’t get my lesson,” lamented Kate.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“What is your lesson about?” asked the cousin.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“All the Presidents, and I get so mixed up.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Have you the list in rhyme?” asked Anna.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“No, Cousin Anna. I never saw it,” said Kate.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Oh, you must have that. It is so easy to learn. We -used to learn the English Sovereigns in rhyme. I remember -so well our reciting;</p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>‘First William, the Norman,</div> - <div class='line'>Then William, his son,’</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>“And so on. And now Mrs. Peter has put our Presidents -in rhyme;</p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>‘First Washington, then Adams,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Next Jefferson we view;</div> - <div class='line'>James Madison, Monroe, and then,</div> - <div class='line in2'>John Adams’ son—John Q.’</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>“And so forth. Come home with me and I’ll get you her -little book. She has the important events of each administration -all in rhyme, too. For instance, under Grover -Cleveland is:</p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>‘Twas after twenty years and four</div> - <div class='line'>A Democrat these honors wore;</div> - <div class='line'>Cleveland his honest record made,</div> - <div class='line'>Though people did not choose free trade,—</div> - <div class='line'>Huge labor strikes and feuds arose,</div> - <div class='line'>And earthquakes sealed sad Charleston’s woes.’</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>“Under ‘Benjamin Harrison,’ she has:</p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>‘Year eighty-nine brought into view</div> - <div class='line'>A kinsman of old Tip’canoe;</div> - <div class='line'>Another Harrison is chief;</div> - <div class='line'>And now—for good, or else for grief—</div> - <div class='line'>The tariff and the silver bills,</div> - <div class='line'>Divide the people’s votes and wills;</div> - <div class='line'>And liquor traffic still defies</div> - <div class='line'>The legislation of the wise.’</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>“Don’t you think you could learn this?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Oh, yes! Cousin Anna,” exclaimed Kate.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Cousin Anna gave the little book to Kate. Kate soon -learned the six short verses, and so knew all the Presidents -and in their order.</p> - -<p class='c005'>She learned, too, all the events in rhyme.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE BABY AND TRAY.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>T</span>ura, lura, lura lay,</div> - <div class='line in4'>Dear little baby in dress array,</div> - <div class='line'>Tura, lura, lura lay</div> - <div class='line in4'>Dear little doggie looking gay.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Tura, lura, lura lay,</div> - <div class='line in4'>Dear little baby wants to play,</div> - <div class='line'>Tura, lura, lura lay,</div> - <div class='line in4'>Dear little doggie doesn’t say nay.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Tura, lura, lura lay</div> - <div class='line in4'>Dear little baby laughs at Tray;</div> - <div class='line'>Tura, lura, lura lay</div> - <div class='line in4'>Dear little doggie barks his say.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Tura, lura, lura lay,</div> - <div class='line in4'>Dear little baby googles “Stay!”</div> - <div class='line'>Tura, lura, lura lay,</div> - <div class='line in4'>Dear little doggie wags “Good-day!”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE PROOF OF LOVE.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Theresa loves her cat very much. How do I know? -Theresa was hungry. She asked for some milk. She -sat down on the floor to enjoy it. Her dog sat down beside -her. Frisky, her cat, smelling the milk came and sat in front -of her. Frisky did not move her eyes away from Theresa -and her milk. She looked and purred, and purred and looked.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Theresa began to feel uncomfortable. She knew Frisky -liked milk but so did she. She felt that Frisky was asking -for some as well as she knew how. Her eyes seemed to say -to Theresa, “I’m very fond of milk and I’d like some of -yours very much indeed.” When the milk passed Theresa’s -heart on its way to her stomach her heart said, “Frisky -wants some too. Poor kittie!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Theresa put the bowl down and told Frisky to take a -taste. Frisky put her little red tongue into the bowl and -began tasting the milk. She kept on tasting the milk. She -didn’t once lift up her head and offer to let Theresa have -the rest. Theresa liked her cat so much she couldn’t bear -to pull the bowl away. Frisky’s tongue went fast and so did -the milk. Frisky lapped up every drop. She was only a -cat and did not know she was selfish.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Some tears came into Theresa’s eyes when she saw that -the milk was all gone. She did not scold nor complain. -Frisky purred, “Thank you.” Theresa took her in her arms -and said, “Nice Frisky!”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus019.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>Wasn’t this a proof that Theresa loved her cat very much?</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>“I CAN STIR IT!”</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>“Please cook, let me stir it.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Och, no, Miss, you couldn’t,” said cook.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Esther thought she could, but didn’t tease.</p> - -<p class='c005'>A few hours later Esther came into the kitchen again. -On the table was the same big bowl. In it was the same -stuff that cook stirred. Cook was nowhere to be seen.</p> - -<p class='c005'>In a jiffy Esther was on a chair with the spoon in her -hand. “I <i>can</i> stir it,” she said to herself in triumph. It was -easy enough. She stirred till she was tired.</p> - -<p class='c005'>She had been back in the sitting-room awhile when the -cook appeared in great distress.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Och, Mrs. Borden, me risins all shpiled; and it wasn’t -rats for there’s a shpoon in it.” Mrs. Borden was going to -say, who could it be, when she spied Esther’s face. It was -very red.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Esther, child, did you disturb cook’s sponge for her -bread?” asked Mrs. Borden.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Mamma, I didn’t see any sponges and bread,” answered -Esther, “but I stirred something in a big bowl. Cook said -I couldn’t. I tried, and I could stir it.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Mrs. Borden convinced Esther that it wasn’t wise to touch -anything in the kitchen without cook’s permission.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Esther told cook she was sorry she had made her so much -trouble.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus021.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE ORPHANS.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus022.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -Olive was walking in the yard, when -she heard a voice calling her to come -in. She at once obeyed, and was told -that a lady wished to see her in the -parlor. This lady spoke to Olive very -kindly, asking her if she would like to -go to live with her. Olive, liking the -lady’s face and manner, said she would.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Olive had lived in this Orphan Asylum -several years. She was a very sad-looking -child, and no one had wished before to adopt her. This -lady wished to make some poor child happy, and chose -Olive because she seemed so forlorn. Promising to come -for her in a few days, she kissed Olive good-bye.</p> - -<div class='figright id004'> -<img src='images/illus022.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>Martin was Olive’s brother, and lived in the Asylum too. -Their mother died when they were very young. Irene, the -eldest child, tried to help her father take care of the children -and the house, but she was never -very well. She grew weaker and -weaker. She used to go off by -herself to cry. She longed for -her mother, and wished she could -go to her. Her wish was granted, -for she died too.</p> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus023.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>The father couldn’t look after -Martin and Olive, so he put them -in the Orphan Asylum. It wasn’t -very long before the father was -taken ill, and had to go to a hospital, -where he died. That left Martin and -Olive without father or mother, or anybody -in the wide world to love them.</p> - -<p class='c005'>When Olive told Martin she was -going away with a sweet lady, he threw -up his arms and rushed down the garden -quite wild-like. Martin was old enough -to realize that his little sister was to be -taken away from him, and he could never -be with her any more. It nearly broke his heart even to -think about it.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Olive began to think too. They cried and they thought, -they planned and they talked. Olive told the matron she -couldn’t leave Martin, but the matron said she must. When -the lady came for her, Olive cried very hard, and asked if -she please couldn’t take Martin too, for he wouldn’t have any -little sister at all if she went away.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Martin came to say good-bye. He and Olive clung to -each other. While they sobbed, the matron scolded and -the lady pondered. Finally the lady asked the matron’s -permission to take Martin for a few days’ visit. That stopped -the crying and the scolding, and away the children went in -great glee.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Martin was such a quiet, good boy, and so happy to be -with them, that the lady and her husband decided to keep -both children. Neither they nor the children ever had any -reason to regret it.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Olive and Martin had had so little fun in their lives, had -shed so many tears, and had known so much about trouble, -that they were always grateful for everything done for them, -and tried their best to do right. They were very unlike the -children, who, while always being indulged and petted, are -nevertheless discontented.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>MY DOLLY.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus024a.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>M</span>y Dolly, Polly Angelina Brown,</div> - <div class='line'>Has a pretty little bonnet, and a pretty little gown;</div> - <div class='line in10'>A pretty little bonnet</div> - <div class='line in10'>With a lovely feather on it;</div> - <div class='line'>Oh, there’s not another like it to be found in all the town!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figright id004'> -<img src='images/illus024b.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>My dolly, Polly, is a precious little pet;</div> - <div class='line'>Her eyes are bright as jewels, and her hair as black as jet;</div> - <div class='line in10'>I hug her, and I kiss her!</div> - <div class='line in10'>And oh, how I should miss her</div> - <div class='line'>If she were taken from me! Oh how I should grieve and fret!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus024c.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>My little brother, Charley, says my dolly is “a muff,”</div> - <div class='line'>And he calls her other horrid names—though that is bad enough;</div> - <div class='line in10'>And though he’s very clever,</div> - <div class='line in10'>I never, no, I never</div> - <div class='line'>Let him handle her or dandle her for boys, you know, are rough.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figright id004'> -<img src='images/illus025.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>My dolly’s always smiling; she was never known to frown;</div> - <div class='line'>And she looks so very charming in her Sunday hat and gown,</div> - <div class='line in10'>You really ought to see her</div> - <div class='line in10'>To get a good idea</div> - <div class='line'>Of the beauty of my dolly, Polly Angelina Brown.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>DON’T ENVY YOUR NEIGHBORS.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c0'> -<div class='nf-center c009'> - <div><span class='small'>A FABLE.</span></div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>A lean half-starved cur stood curiously regarding a -sleek white well-fed pig, cosily curled up in a nest of -nice clean straw.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Some folks get all the good things in this world, I think,” -grumbled the cur. “Here is that great fat lazy pig, fed on -the best of everything—peas, potatoes, sweet milk, barley-meal, -and I know not what all—whilst I am kicked and -cuffed, and have to pick up a meal anyhow.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Dick!” cried the farmer out of the window. “Be up -to-morrow at four o’clock. We’ll kill the white pig for -Saturday’s market; and a roast leg of pork won’t come amiss -for Sunday’s dinner.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Next morning the cur was awakened early by strange -sounds. “A—h!” said he, as he shivered in his straw, and -sat up to listen; “I see now, they only fattened up poor -piggy for their own sakes. Seeming good fortune may not -be best for us after all. It is better to live poorly in security -than to have all we want, and be in constant danger.”</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>“NIBS.”</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>“Dandy, let’s you and me play we’s poor. And we’ve -eaten nuffin for free-seven-’leaven days. And we’ll -beg our daily bread from door to door, in the rain. Poor -little boys have to eat, if it does rain. They don’t have to -stay in the house.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Nibs is a little boy, who is very tired of staying in the -house. Dandy is his dog.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Well have to have a basket to put our daily bread in, -and a bumbrell.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Dandy wags his tail so hard you can scarcely see it. That -is his way of saying he’ll back Nibs in any scheme to get -out doors.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Dandy, do you fink poor little boys carry bumbrells? I -know one to match poor boys. Big brover said it was so -poor its ribs showed. Come on Dandy.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Here Nibs goes off for a basket and umbrella, Dandy -keeping close to his heels. In some way Nibs and Dandy -get out of the house unnoticed. After Nibs raises the umbrella, -he halts a moment, Dandy waiting beside him. His -heart and Dandy’s tail sink at the same moment when a -voice is heard calling:</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Nibs, what are you about out there?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Dandy and I are just going out for our daily bread,” -answers Nibs.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“You’d better come in for your daily bread, or you may -get a daily something else.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Oh dear!” sighs Nibs. “Dandy, you and I can’t have -any fun. We cant even be poor.”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus027.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>NIBS AND DANDY.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus028.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div> - <h2 class='c002'>A BATH IN THE SEA.</h2> -</div> - -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>A bath in the sea! How refreshing it is! At first -Clarence was afraid, and would scream with all his -might, and he is more timid now than he will be when he -learns how to swim.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Hazel is not afraid. She does not go far from shore, and -enjoys sporting in the cool soft water. Clarence keeps her -busy. The water that is shallow for Hazel, is deep for him. -He is a small boy.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Oh! oh! oh!” cries Clarence. “There’s a fish nibbling -my toe!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Nonsense!” says Hazel. “A kick and a splash will -scare them all away. Now I will teach you how to swim.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I’m afraid! I’ll drown!” cries Clarence.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“If you’re afraid, you will. But you must learn not to -be afraid. Salt water is strong and will hold you up. And -besides, I am here to take care of you.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>So Hazel puts her hand under him and Clarence stretches -himself, face downward, on top of the water. Then he folds -his hands together, and spreads them out again, pushing the -water away from him, and using his feet as paddles, and is -quite proud of his success. He wants to learn how to swim, -so that if he should go out in a boat and be thrown over-board, -he could keep his head above water until help came.</p> - -<p class='c005'>When Clarence comes out of the water he must be well -rubbed, and oh, how his cheeks will glow! Then he must -take a run on the shore.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>GOING CRABBING.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus029.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Come, Bob, Tom, Ned, Jack, -Jim—all of you. We are going -a-crabbing.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Hooray! hooray! hooray!</p> - -<p class='c005'>Bob and Tom must carry the nets, -and here is twine and bait enough -for all of us. It is a dull day, and -the crabs will bite well, I guess.</p> - -<p class='c005'>What queer shells! Yes. They are periwinkles. Ned -will crack them for us when we get to the creek. Then I -will show you how to catch crabs. Here we are!</p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Along the shore now take your stand,</div> - <div class='line'>With a bit of fish-line in your hand!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figright id004'> -<img src='images/illus030.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>At one end of the fish-line tie on this piece of periwinkle -meat. Ugh! It is not nice I know, but you must not be -too nice when you go crabbing. The boys must look after -the girls and see that their lines are all right. Now—have -you plenty of elbow room? Is the bait tied on so that it -cannot get off? Then swing the line and throw it so that -the bait falls well out into the creek. Now wait—and hold -on to the other end of your line. Do you feel a jerk? a -pull? Then haul in very slowly, and -be ready with the nets, Bob and Tom. -Slip the net under the crab as soon as -it is near the shore. If you do not it -will get away. Look! There is a crab -with but one large claw! It broke off -the other in trying to get away. A -crab will often lose a claw rather than -be taken in a net.</p> - -<p class='c005'>See that one dart off under the seaweed! -Now we have all that we need. Let us roll up our -lines and go home. Look at John, with a crab fast to his -coat. Oh! what fun we have had!</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>PETER’S WORK-SHOP.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Peter is fond of tools. He loves to saw and hammer, -and to drive nails. Oh, what a noise he makes! He -has a room all to himself in the upper part of the house, and -here he spends most of his time on rainy days when he is -out of school.</p> - -<p class='c005'>It is handy to have such a boy as Peter around, for if a -hinge gets loose, or a piece of board is wanted, there is no -need of sending for a carpenter; Peter will attend to it just -as well as the best.</p> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus031.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>Nellie, Dotty, and Susy, bring him their dolls to mend, -and sometimes he has so much work of this sort to do that his -work-shop looks like a dolls’ hospital. He has a sign upon -the wall—“Dolls mended”—and -he tries his best to do his -work well, and to keep his -tools bright.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Poor little Dotty was almost -broken-hearted when Laura -Matilda fell and broke her -arm; but Jessie said “Peter can -mend it;” and Dotty took it -to Peter herself for she would -not trust the dear doll out of -her arms. She has to sit -patiently and wait her turn, -just as sick people do in the -hospital, and is comforted by -seeing other dolls worse off -than poor Laura Matilda. What if she had broken her neck? -or smashed her head? O that is too dreadful to think of.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Peter has an order for a bench, and after he has sawed the -board the right length, he will have to use the plane and -make it nice and smooth, and all this takes time. Dotty -thinks he is very slow; but there are some things that cannot -be done fast, and “what is worth doing at all is worth doing -well.” Have patience, little Dotty!</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus032.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>UP IN THE BELFRY.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>G</span>ing! Gong! Ging! Gong!</div> - <div class='line'>Little girls up in the belfry so high,</div> - <div class='line'>Think they have climbed to the edge of the sky.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Ging! Gong! Ging! Gong!</div> - <div class='line'>People below look like flies they’re so small;</div> - <div class='line'>Laura’s so short she can’t see them at all.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Ging! Gong! Ging! Gong!</div> - <div class='line'>Fleecy white clouds o’er their heads, see them float!</div> - <div class='line'>Oh, if the girls could have one for a boat!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Ging! Gong! Ging! Gong!</div> - <div class='line'>Floating through cloud-land how happy they’d be!</div> - <div class='line'>Wonderful things in the heavens they’d see!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Ging! Gong! Ging! Gong!</div> - <div class='line'>Rain-bows and sun-beams, the hail, and the snow,</div> - <div class='line'>All these the secret of making they’d know.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Ging! Gong! Ging! Gong!</div> - <div class='line'>Tree-tops and clouds they must now leave to go</div> - <div class='line'>Down to the earth and the people below.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE TIDE.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Mildred came over to spend an afternoon with Gertie. -Gertie led Mildred to her favorite spot. It was out -on the rocks, away out to the very last one that could be -seen above the water.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus034.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>Gertie took off her shoes and stockings. Mildred felt too -much dressed up to do that. They sat on the rock, Gertie -dangling her feet in the water. They talked, and they -laughed, and they sang:</p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Little fishes in the water,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Who has taught you how to swim?</div> - <div class='line'>Has your mother or your father</div> - <div class='line in2'>Shown you how to use each fin?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Little fishes in the water,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Who has taught you how to dive?</div> - <div class='line'>How to glide, and not to falter,</div> - <div class='line in2'>How to live, and how to thrive?”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>Suddenly Gertie looked toward the shore. The tide was -coming in. Already some of the stepping stones were -covered with water. Her stockings and shoes were gradually -being carried away.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Mildred was frightened. Gertie looked very brave but -wasn’t so calm as she looked. She picked up her soaked -shoes and stockings. They started for the beach. They ran -and they jumped. Mildred wasn’t sure footed. She slipped -and she slopped. Her shoes were soon wet.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The water rose higher and higher. No use in jumping, -for the rocks and stones were now covered. Poor Mildred -had to wade through the water with her new shoes and -stockings on her feet. But her shoes were not any wetter -than Gertie’s were in her hand. Mildred’s pretty dress was -badly wet, too.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Gertie took her visitor to her room to get her clothes dry. -She felt ashamed to think she had forgotten about the tide. -She was sorry she had by her thoughtlessness marred the -pleasure of Mildred’s visit.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>DOLLY’S BATH.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus036a.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>D</span>olly needs to have a bath</div> - <div class='line in2'>In her little tub,</div> - <div class='line'>Where her pretty hands and feet</div> - <div class='line in2'>I will gently rub;</div> - <div class='line'>Twist her hair upon her head</div> - <div class='line in2'>So it won’t get wet;</div> - <div class='line'>Then the towels and the soap</div> - <div class='line in2'>And the sponge I’ll get.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>There now, Dolly, stand just so;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Very quiet keep;</div> - <div class='line'>Though the water in the tub</div> - <div class='line in2'>Is not very deep,</div> - <div class='line'>It might make you very ill,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Very pale and thin,</div> - <div class='line'>If by any chance, my dear,</div> - <div class='line in2'>You should tumble in.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figright id004'> -<img src='images/illus036b.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Where’s my dolly? O dear me!</div> - <div class='line in2'>I told her not to stir!</div> - <div class='line'>For oh, you know, all-over baths</div> - <div class='line in2'>Do not agree with her!</div> - <div class='line'>And now she is a dreadful sight;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Not fit to hug or kiss!</div> - <div class='line'>Oh, dolly dear, how could you serve</div> - <div class='line in2'>Me such a trick as this?</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus037.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div> - <h2 class='c002'>THE LITTLE MOTHER.</h2> -</div> - -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Lulu’s dolls are so large that you would think they were -real flesh and blood. She likes to have them large, she -says, for then she can hug them, and make it seem as if they -were alive. Her doll-baby, Flo, is just the size of her little -sister, Baby May, and it is hard sometimes to tell which -one she has in her arms.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Lulu is a real little mother girl. She takes the best of care -of her dolls, and fondles them, and talks to them just as if -they knew all that she said. She makes all their clothes, and -keeps them in good order, and it would surprise you to see -how well she sews.</p> - -<p class='c005'>She is gentle and kind in all her ways, but sometimes she -has to scold G. W. and B. F. and stand them in a corner.</p> - -<p class='c005'>They are such bad boys. Lulu has not made up her mind -yet whether she will call them George Washington and -Benjamin Franklin, or more fancy names, but has become -so used to G. W. and B. F. that it will be quite hard for her -to make any change. When night comes on Lulu sings her -dolls to sleep, and then puts them in their own little beds -where they rest quietly until daylight. If they were real -children, and cried out in the night with aches, and pains, -and bad dreams, what a hard time Lulu would have!</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE STOLEN CHILD.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>This is a sad story, as you might well know. But sad -things will take place now and then, and we cannot help -it. It is a story about a little boy, named Peter. That was -to be his name when he grew up, but now nobody called -him anything but Pete.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Pete had had a bad fall when a little baby and it left him -with a weak back, so that he could not run and romp like -the rest of the small boys. He had toys to play with, but -they were not nice or new, and he soon tired of them. -What he wanted most was a doll. Really? Yes. He was -ashamed to let the boys know it for fear they would call -him “Sissy,” but deep down in his heart there was a strong -desire for a doll to hug, and to hold, and to take to bed -with him.</p> - -<p class='c005'>One day a lady came to the house, and somehow she -guessed just what kind of a boy Pete was. Without saying -a word, she took a small shawl off a hook, gave it a fold and -a roll, pinned it together and then handed it over to the -small boy.</p> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus039.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>You should have seen Pete’s face! There was not room -on it for the broad smile that tried to get there, and finally -had to break itself all up into little bits. Oh, how he hugged -and loved that doll! and -he soon got so he did not -mind being seen on the -street with it in his arms. -There was no danger of -breaking it; and it could -sit down bea—u—ti—fully.</p> - -<p class='c005'>One day Pete thought -he would try to climb a -lamp-post. He had seen the other boys do it, and it looked -easy, but he would need two hands. So the doll—Matilda -Jane—had to sit down on a stoop near by, and wait until -Pete came back for her.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Well, it was not long; but when Pete got back to the -place where Matilda Jane was he could not find her.</p> - -<p class='c005'>She was go——o——o——ne! Somebody had stolen her!</p> - -<p class='c005'>Pete was heart-broken. He cried, and cried, and cried. -He should never see his own dear Matilda Jane again! -And the worst of it was that he wouldn’t know her if he -saw her. Even his mother laughed, and said “Oh, it was -only an old shawl. No great loss!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>But Pete’s heart was wrapped up in that shawl and that is -what makes this a sad story. He might have other dolls, -but none that would take the place of his Matilda Jane.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>CAUSE FOR THANKFULNESS.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>F</span>ast asleep, fast asleep, are these dear little girls;</div> - <div class='line in2'>On the pillow are laid their two heads, full of curls,</div> - <div class='line in4'>And of dreams gay and bright:</div> - <div class='line'>Their prayers these sweet little maidens have said,</div> - <div class='line'>And their stockings hung up at the head of their bed,</div> - <div class='line in4'>To be filled this glad night.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>While they dream their mother sits beside them. While -she fills their stockings with gifts, her heart is filled with -praise. Her two little girls are both alive and well. It is -not many weeks since the elder was very ill. The mother -had been very sorrowful at the thought of losing one of her -own dear girls.</p> - -<p class='c005'>What queer fancies sick people have! This little girl -while ill imagined many things. She thought she was a -fairy riding in a little golden carriage driven by two small -white kittens, and that the doctor was a giant. She told him -he was too big to take a drive with her, he would smash her -carriage and kill her kittens. If he would be good, and not -make her swallow such horrid stuff, she would change him -into a dear little Puck, with a green jacket and a lace ruff.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Sometimes she thought she was an angel flying through -the air. She said she was sitting on a horn of the moon, but -would fly off soon to a world way off out of sight. That -made her mother cry.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Once she very politely asked her father—a very large -man—to take a seat on the mantle-piece, as she thought the -room was crowded. And once she thought she was a clown -in a circus, and tried to stand on her head in bed.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus041.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>She was very ill; but she got well, however. Now it is -Christmas eve. The mother is happy and thankful because -there are two little girls instead of one.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>PLATO’S SOLILOQUY.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Do I look like a happy dog? Do I look like a handsome -dog? Do I look like a respectable dog? Is this what -the other dogs call fun?</p> - -<p class='c005'>My master is a very kind man. He has brought me up -well. I knew he did not like his dogs to stay out all night, -nor wander off at any time with vulgar dogs. I had over-heard -dogs talking about the fun they had when off together. -I had been invited a number of times to join them. I had -always refused until last night. Then I made up my mind I -was going to have some fun too. So quietly slipping away, -I ran around the corner and off with the dogs.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Fun? Yes, we did have fun, though an uneasy sneaky -feeling would come over me at times to interfere with my -happiness. Fun? Yes, but it ended in a fight! Fun? Yes, -we did have fun, but I’m not having any now!</p> - -<p class='c005'>One eye nearly gone, one ear half chewed off, a hole in -my cheek, a hump on my leg, my master in sorrow, and I in -disgrace, to say nothing of aches and of pains. It will be -some time before I get my good looks back again, or my -usual fine gait. Three-legged and one-eyed! Ugh!</p> - -<p class='c005'>Fun? Yes! But if any dog imagines that I think it -pays, he is very much mistaken. When I let myself down -again to go off with vulgar dogs, no matter what the fun, -may I be locked in the asylum for foolish and insane dogs!!</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus043.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>PLATO.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE KING’S DAUGHTER.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>She does not look like a Princess, with her plain fur cap -and cape, and driving her own sleigh. Yet a daughter -of the King she is.</p> - -<p class='c005'>If you could look under the fur robe, you would find a -doll’s carriage, and in it two dolls all dressed for a drive. -You would find a doll’s bed, with pillows, blankets, mattress -and spread. You would find a pair of skates, a sled, some -mittens, handkerchiefs, caps, and hoods; and a basket of -candles, spangles, and small toys for a tree.</p> - -<p class='c005'>This “King’s Daughter” did not pay for them all. She -is only one of a circle of Daughters. They saved their -money, they bought the toys, they made the clothes, and -they dressed the dolls, not for themselves, not for their own -little brothers and sisters, but for a family of children who -but for them would have no presents at all. Their father is -poor and ill, and their mother earns but little.</p> - -<p class='c005'>It is the day before Christmas. This King’s Daughter -is taking these things to the home of those poor children. -The other Daughters will meet her there, to trim a tree they -have ordered. The poor mother will help them, forgetting -her sorrows for a while. The sick father will smile as he -looks on. This will be his last Christmas-tree on earth, as -he can not live much longer. He is very glad the King -has sent his daughters to do for the children what he is not -able to do for them himself.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus045.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>On Christmas day will come a basket, full of good things -to eat, which these same girls have provided. These girls -by saving their money have had less candy to eat, fewer -trinkets to wear, and perhaps a little less fun. But think -of the comfort and happiness they will give to those poor -children, that sad mother, that sick father!</p> - -<p class='c005'>Are you a daughter of the King?</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>GETTING READY FOR BED.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Allan thought it was time he learned to get himself -ready for bed. He wished to be a man as soon as -possible. That, he thought, would be one way to grow -manly. So he kissed everybody good-night and went upstairs -to bed all alone.</p> - -<p class='c005'>No, not exactly alone, for Toodles went with him. Allan -did not admit it to anybody, but he really was very much -obliged to Toodles, as he was a great deal of company.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Now Toodles, you watch me undress, and see if I don’t -know how!” And Toodles watched.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“You see that, Toodles?” asked Allan as he put out one -foot with a stocking on it. “That is where I keep some of -my pigs.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Pur-r-r, pur-r-r,” said Toodles.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Sure!” said Allan. “You can’t see them, for they are -all covered up; but they are there. Now, look!” Allan -jerked off the stocking and wiggled his toes before Toodles’ -very nose. “See, five of them!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Pur-r-r, pur-r-r,” said Toodles.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“And here’s where I keep all the others!” said Allan as -he held up the other stockinged foot. “See them?” Off went -that stocking. “Are they not nice little pigs? There’s the -one that went to market, and there’s the one that said, ‘squeak, -squeak.’” Allan poked his bare foot into Toodles’ ribs and -wiggled his toes in his fur.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus047.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>“Pur-r-r, pur-r-r,” said Toodles.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Allan got his clothes off, but found it hard to get his nightgown -on. His hands would go into the legs of the gown. -His feet would go into the arms of the gown. He and the -gown got all tangled up. Toodles couldn’t help him. He -could only encourage him by saying “Pur-r-r, pur-r-r.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Mamma came up and straightened him out, and buttoned -his gown behind.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Then Allan said his prayers, asking God to “bless everybody -and Toodles.”</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>A BOY.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>T</span>ickle your chin! Tickle your chin!</div> - <div class='line'>When a boy wakens, our trials begin.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Tickle your chin! Tickle your chin!</div> - <div class='line'>When a boy dallies, there’s mischief within.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Tickle your chin! Tickle your chin!</div> - <div class='line'>When a boy dresses, he makes a great din.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Tickle your chin! Tickle your chin!</div> - <div class='line'>When a boy washes, he half rubs his skin.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Tickle your chin! Tickle your chin!</div> - <div class='line'>When a boy frolics, to imps he’s akin.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Tickle your chin! Tickle your chin!</div> - <div class='line'>When a boy loves us, our hearts he can win.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus049.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE LITTLE SAIL-BOAT.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus050.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>James had a present of -a big Jack-knife, and -oh, how proud he was of -it! He whistled all day -long, and at last made himself -a nice boat, with bowsprit, -mast, and sail, all -complete. James called his -boat the “Arrow,” for it -would fly so swiftly when -the wind was right. O -how it would go!</p> - -<p class='c005'>James had a sister Ella, -near his own age, who was -very fond of her brother, -and proud of the boat that -he had made. The two -always played nicely together, and were never known to -quarrel. James liked to please Ella, and Ella liked to please -James, so both were happy.</p> - -<p class='c005'>There was nothing James and Ella enjoyed more than -wading in the shallow water and guiding the little sail-boat—their -newest toy. Ella called James—“Captain”; and James -called Ella—“Mate,” and as James wore a sailor-suit he felt -quite like a sea-faring man.</p> - -<p class='c005'>James was careful not to let his little boat get out into -deep water, for it had cost him a great deal of time and -trouble to make it, and he did not care to lose it. But one -calm day the Captain and Mate had gone for a drive, leaving -the sail-boat in what they thought was a safe place. While -they were gone, a stiff breeze came up and blew the little -boat away from the shore, and it sailed, and sailed far out of -sight. Wasn’t that too bad?</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>IF I ONLY HAD WINGS!</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>I</span>f I only had wings, now I’m tired of play,</div> - <div class='line'>How nice it would be to go sailing away!</div> - <div class='line'>The sky is so blue and the clouds are so bright,</div> - <div class='line'>I should never be weary from morning till night.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>You dear little bird on the top of the tree,</div> - <div class='line'>I am sure you’re as happy as happy can be;</div> - <div class='line'>With your little wings you can fly very high,</div> - <div class='line'>But with large ones I think I could get to the sky.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>There are many things there which I’m longing to know:</div> - <div class='line'>Those clouds look like mountains all covered with snow;</div> - <div class='line'>Oh, if we had wings could we go there and play,</div> - <div class='line'>And tumble about as we do in the hay?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And where do the stars go as soon as it’s light?</div> - <div class='line'>And why do they twinkle the whole of the night?</div> - <div class='line'>Do they talk to each other when no one can hear?</div> - <div class='line'>And do they feel sad when the moon isn’t there?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>If that butterfly now to a fairy would turn,</div> - <div class='line'>Perhaps she would help me these secrets to learn;</div> - <div class='line'>Such beautiful sights and such wonderful things</div> - <div class='line'>I would quickly find out if I only had wings.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus052.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div> - <h2 class='c002'>AFTERNOON TEA.</h2> -</div> - -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>I have three dolls. Their names are Blanche Amelia, -Capitola, and John Henry. Blanche Amelia and Capitola -are very well-behaved, but John Henry gives me a -world of trouble. I thought it would be nice to have a boy-doll. -But it is not. He is a great care.</p> - -<p class='c005'>When I dress up Blanche Amelia and Capitola in their -best clothes, they seem to know that they must act like ladies, -and I am never ashamed of them.</p> - -<p class='c005'>I love to make believe; don’t you?</p> - -<p class='c005'>Mamma and my sister Belle go out to afternoon teas and -receptions, and when they come home I hear them tell how -this one looked, and what that one did, and what the other -one said, and what they all wore, and oh! how I do enjoy it.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Then I have an afternoon tea for my dolls. I have my -own set of dishes, and my own tea-tray, and I pass the cups -around to them just as if they were real folks.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Blanche Amelia and Capitola sit up and behave their best, -but John Henry will put his arms on the table, although I -have told him it is not nice to do so.</p> - -<p class='c005'>When I play afternoon tea I have to eat all the goodies -myself, and drink all the warm milk, which I call tea, and -when the play is over I am ever so tired. But not a bit -hungry. Oh, no!</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>HOW ELMER WAS LET ALONE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus053.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>“I just wish I could be let alone -for a while,” said Elmer Green. -“I am tired, and I don’t want to -do anything for any body.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Tired” was another name for -“cross,” and to tell you the truth -this was one of Elmer’s real cross -days. He got up cross, and he -would stay cross for some time. -He always did. It was of no use -to try to please him. It could not -be done. So he took a book and went off by himself, but -was not gone long before he came back for his top. He -spun that for a while; then he got out his toys; then he -counted his marbles; then he thought he would pick some -cherries, but there was no one to go with him, and there was -no fun in going alone.</p> - -<p class='c005'>What should he do? He wanted to be amused, and -didn’t know how to amuse himself.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Presently he came into the room where his mother was, -and stood around hoping she would ask him to do something -for her. But she did not. She had a great deal to do, and -needed help, but she would not call on Elmer. It made him -feel as if he was of no use to any one.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Mother,” he said at last, “what can I do?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Please yourself,” was the quick reply.</p> - -<p class='c005'>That was what Elmer had been trying to do, but with -poor success. He hung his head, and felt as cross as a bear. -As he sat in a corner, his mother took up the pail to go out -to the well. Elmer seized the pail out of her hand and drew -the water. He began to feel better. Then he looked around -to see what else he could do. He did not wait to be asked. -The more he did, the more he felt like doing. He had found -out that it was not nice to be let alone; and he also found -out that he pleased himself most by trying to please others.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>BY THE MILL-POND.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Come, let us sit down under the shade of this big tree.</p> - -<p class='c005'>How its branches reach over, and dip down into the -water. It is like a great umbrella. It is an old tree. See -how thick the trunk is. It is nice to sit in its shade on -such a warm day. We will ask the miller to give us some -corn, and we will feed the ducks. There are five of them—white -as snow, and with bright yellow bills and legs.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Here they come!—one, two, three, four, five. Let us -name them. Ala, Ela, Ila, Ola, Ula. The names sound -very much alike, but that will make no difference to them. -And if you call one the others are sure to follow.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Quack—quack—quack—quack—quack!</p> - -<p class='c005'>They know what we are sitting here for, and they are in -haste to be fed. They are always hungry.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Now throw the corn out, where the water is deep. See -the ducks dive for it! That one is standing on its head. -How queer it looks, with its yellow legs kicking up on top -of the water. Over goes that one! Heels over head! The -ducks don’t mind. Now let them quack, quack for a while. -Soon they will sail off to their pet feeding-ground, where the -earth is moist and there are soft grasses.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus055.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>Look! look! What is the matter? A big turtle has -seized one of the ducks by the leg. It cannot get away. -Isn’t that too bad! Now there are only four white ducks -on the mill-pond.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>MRS. BRUIN AND HER CUBS.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>One afternoon Mrs. Bruin was obliged to leave her cubs -alone. She cautioned them not to go far from their cave -while she was away.</p> - -<p class='c005'>They had their usual play together, rolling and tumbling -and chasing each other. They ran farther and farther away -from the cave, as no mother was there to call them back. -They ran around trees and scrambled over logs; they climbed -over rocks and stepped into bogs. Growing tired, they turned -to go to their cave to rest.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Where was it?</p> - -<p class='c005'>They looked into one cave. That was not theirs. They -looked into another cave. That was not theirs. They poked -their noses into hollow trees, they sniffed around between -the rocks. Had their cave moved away! Oh! where were -they! No home! No mother!</p> - -<p class='c005'>Oh dear! Frightened nearly to death, these young cubs -took to their heels. They did not know which way to go, -but they ran. Splash! Splash! Into a stream that he didn’t -see, tumbled one little cub. Such a howling as was set up, -by the other little cub. And the howling was not in vain. -It had a very familiar tone to Mrs. Bruin, who was walking -home that way.</p> - -<p class='c005'>She hurried to the spot from which it came. She saw at -once the plight of the cubs, and that they were her very own -babies. She made a dash for the little one struggling in the -water and pulled him out by the nape of the neck. Mrs. -Bruin shook him pretty hard, perhaps to shake off the water, -and perhaps to punish him a little. She was very much -surprised to find them in this part of the woods all alone -by themselves. She marched them off to their home. The -walk was an instructive but not a jolly one.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus057.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE BUNNY.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Box and Cox were twins. Griswold, their little master, -was very fond of them. The dogs and the boy were -always together.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Griswold let them play with some of his toys, but not with -any they could hurt. Somebody gave Griswold a new toy-rabbit -which he kept safely away from the dogs, except once. -Then he left it on the floor while he went out to see a boy -passing by.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Box examined the bunny, nosing and pawing it all over. -Cox tried to get his nose or a paw on it, but Box kept him -off. Suddenly, while Box was looking up, Cox grabbed -bunny by the back and started to run. Box as soon as he -could collect his wits ran too. Such a race! Over the toys, -down the steps, out in the yard, around the house, they -chased and they raced.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Cox held the bunny fast in his mouth, and kept the lead -for a long time. Box finally got near enough to catch the -bunny’s head in his mouth. Then came the tug of war. -Cox pulled one way, Box the other. Cox tried to shake Box -off, Box tried to shake Cox off. Cox growled, Box growled.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Griswold, coming back to his playthings, missed the dogs -and the bunny, and feared something was wrong. Hearing -some growls, he went to look for the dogs. His heart came -into his mouth as he saw them jerking his bunny with all -their might.</p> - -<p class='c005'>He got to them just in time to see poor bunny come apart. -And he came apart so suddenly that Box, with the head in -his mouth, keeled over one way, and Cox, still holding the -back, keeled over the other way. This ending surprised -them. Each dog sat down to think and to pant.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Griswold sat down to think and to cry. Griswold’s mother -came to the rescue. She gathered up the remains of the -rabbit, whipped Box and Cox, and consoled Griswold. She -said the bunny’s head could be plastered on; but his expression -would never be quite the same, for one eye was knocked -in, and one ear was gone.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus059.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus060.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>TOWZER’S FUN.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>Tiger, Towzer, and Tip, although the pets of one household, -were often jealous of one another.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Towzer and Tip were sometimes friendly from sympathy. -Towzer was chained up and couldn’t run away, Tip had had -his wings clipped and couldn’t fly away, while Tiger, the sly -cat, was free to go his way.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Tiger took his after-dinner nap on top of the large square -post near his kennel. One day, while he was resting up -there, Tip examined the bones on his dinner plate. Tiger, -lying on the steps, saw Tip picking the bones. He loved to -tease Tip by springing at him, and Towzer loved to tease -Tiger. Towzer thought he saw a chance for some fun.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Tip fastened his eyes on the bone; Tiger fastened his eyes -on Tip; and Towzer fastened his eyes on Tiger. Tip picked -the bone; Tiger tip-toed over the ground; Towzer wagged -his stub of a tail.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Caw-caw, meow-ow, bow-wow!” What a row! Towzer, -Tiger and Tip all in a heap, clawing, scratching, and tumbling -one over the other.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Caw-caw, meow-ow, bow-wow!” What a row! Feathers -and fur! Claws and paws!</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Sis-cat!” said a voice.</p> - -<p class='c005'>And they “scatted.” There sat Towzer in front of his -kennel, looking as though nothing had happened. Tiger and -Tip were nowhere to be seen. By the contented wag of his -stub of a tail, Towzer showed he had had some fun. He -winked and he blinked as he glanced at some fur and a -feather or two at his feet.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus062.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>HIS FIRST CIGAR.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>“Please, mister, give me a cigar!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>The request was made by Tolomeo, but was not granted -by the person addressed. Tolomeo had seen men smoking. -They seemed to enjoy it. He wished to smoke too. His -income as a news-boy was not large enough to buy cigars, -so he had never smoked.</p> - -<p class='c005'>While he was wishing for a cigar, he saw a man throw -away the one he was smoking. It was quite a large piece, -and Tolomeo ran for it. He felt very grand as he thrust one -thumb into his trousers and held the cigar just as he had -seen men hold theirs. He drew the smoke into his mouth, -then let it out, trying to form little rings. He did not know -how, exactly, but he tried to learn, feeling like a big man.</p> - -<p class='c005'>His attention was presently called from his smoking to a -queer feeling in his mouth and stomach. There was trouble -all along the line between the two, and Tolomeo was miserable. -The stump of the cigar was forgotten. He only knew -about his dreadful feelings.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Hello, old fellow, what’s the matter?” A voice in his ears -and a thump on his back, showed the presence of a friend.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I’m sick!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Seems to me I smell smoke. I say Tolomeo have you -been making a chimney of yourself?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Tolomeo did not answer.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“That’s what’s the matter; you’ve been smoking.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I guess smoking don’t make fellows sick.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Don’t it though. Tried it before?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I can’t say, I have.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Ha-ha, ha-ha” laughed the friend.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Keep quiet will you. Men wouldn’t smoke if it made -them feel as I do.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Don’t you make a mistake. Most of them have just -such a time at first.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Tolomeo was amazed. He wondered how anybody could -get enough fun out of smoking to pay for such bad feelings. -He didn’t try again although he was told if he smoked often -enough he would feel all right. “What’s the use any way?” -he said. “If I grew to like smoking, I’d buy cigars and have -less money for clothes than I have now. Besides I want -to save enough to go to the ball-game. I want my money -for lots of things more fun than smoking.”</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>PRUDENT PUSS.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>B</span>old Joe and Jim, and terrier Tim,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Went out to chase their prey;</div> - <div class='line'>They chased her hard across the yard,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And then she got away.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The ducks in vain expressed disdain</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of Pussy’s coward flight;</div> - <div class='line'>They were three to one, so she chose to run,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And I think she did quite right.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The dogs outside implored, defied;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Puss answered not a word;</div> - <div class='line'>When they’d gone in despair, she came out of her lair,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And laughed in her sleeve and purred.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus065.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>FLOY’S PICTURE.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>They were arranging the holly to trim the parlors for -Christmas.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Mamma, may I put a big bunch over Floy’s picture?” -asked Eloise.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Certainly, my dear, I was just thinking about it myself.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>The mother’s eyes filled with tears as she spoke. Eloise -climbed the step-ladder carefully and placed a beautiful -branch of holly over the picture. Then she sat down on the -top of the ladder. She could not visit with Floy, for Floy -had gone to heaven. This picture was so like her that to sit -near it was something like sitting by Floy herself. She -imagined Floy’s smile grew sweeter and sweeter.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I’m very lonely without you,” she said to the picture. -“I haven’t any little sister to play with now. I wish you -could put your arms around my neck and hug me as you -used to. I wish you could come down from heaven once -in a while any way, so we could have some more good times -together; so we could play with our dolls, or look at our -picture books, or romp. Your Cinderella is just where you -left her. She doesn’t have anybody to play with. I don’t -play with her much because it makes me cry. I don’t play -with my Maleen much neither. I let her sit beside Cinderella -to comfort her. Jennie came over the other day to play -and broke one of your dishes. It made me cry, and Mamma -too, so I put your dishes all away in a box. Mamma has -put all your clothes away too. She is going to give them to -some poor woman who has a little girl about as big as you, -because you’ll never need them any more. I suppose you -have wings now. Do you ever fly down to earth, and can -you see me? I can’t see you; I wish I could.”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus067.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>ELOISE.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>“Eloise, I want the ladder!” shouted Carl.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Eloise laid her face against the picture and said, “Good -night, little sister, I wish you could kiss me. You won’t forget -to love me, will you?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>The picture seemed to smile sweeter than ever. Eloise -climbed down the ladder, feeling that heaven could not be -far away as dear little Floy seemed so near.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus068.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>DOBBIN’S CHRISTMAS DINNER.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>N</span>ow after this dinner of oats and of hay,</div> - <div class='line'>I’ll feel like a colt that is frisky and gay.</div> - <div class='line'>A horse they call handsome am I, and not old,</div> - <div class='line'>But many a time I’ve been bought and then sold.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>My heels would go up, and my head would go down;</div> - <div class='line'>The young men would laugh and the old men would frown;</div> - <div class='line'>When bars I jumped over, the women would run;</div> - <div class='line'>The boys called it tricky, but I called it fun.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The mistress I now have is gentle and fair;</div> - <div class='line'>She always will give me the very best care;</div> - <div class='line'>I ought not to be frisky, her peace to destroy,</div> - <div class='line'>But a horse is as risky, alas, as a boy.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The dogs and the ducklings, the pretty white doves,</div> - <div class='line'>Are cared for by Horace, whom each of us loves.</div> - <div class='line'>Our mistress and master, and other friends dear,</div> - <div class='line'>We wish a bright Christmas and jolly New Year.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>“UNEARTHED.”</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>The master’s three dogs were privileged to come into the -house. One day when they entered they knew at once -there was something new in the house, though nobody said -so, and nothing was seen. Dogs are very wise about some -things.</p> - -<p class='c005'>These dogs were sure they were right, and they meant to -prove it by finding this new thing. They smelled of the -chairs and the floor, and trotted about through the house. In -less time than could you or I, they found the door that led -to the room that contained the box that held the new thing -they were in search of. They pushed open the door; they -walked in; they looked at the box; they wagged their tails. -By their manner, one knew they were thinking, “I told you -so! Our noses are better than some people’s brains.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>The box was large; the cover was off. Nothing could be -seen except a lot of paper, but they knew there was something -there besides paper. They smelled of the paper, they -smelled of the box. The odor excited their nerves. They -could stand it no longer. They tore off the paper and threw -it about.</p> - -<p class='c005'>One grew so excited he jumped in the box. His legs -went round something, he couldn’t tell what. It seemed -like a creature that he must drag out. He pulled with all -his might, when up from the box there rose, like a ghost, the -head of a fox. His eyes were wide open and so was his -mouth, his ears stood straight and his tongue hung out. Such -barking and jumping! Trip couldn’t let go, for then the fox -at once dropped below.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus071.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>And this was their plight when the master walked in. -All were surprised. The master looked queer. Scold them -he wouldn’t; in fact he felt proud. His dogs, without bidding, -had “unearthed” the fox.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE LITTLE TEACHER.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>“Now, Pussy-diddle, you have eaten your dinner and -it’s time you were taught how to spell. And Doggie-dibble, -you have taken your recess, it is time you were -taught how to read. Come, Pussy-diddle, spell ‘purr.’”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Pur-r-r-r.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“That isn’t the way to spell ‘purr;’ you have put in too -many r’s. Try again.” “Pur-r-r, meow!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I didn’t ask you to spell ‘meow.’ Put down your paw -and sit up straight. Now try once more to spell ‘purr.’”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Pur-r!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“That is right. Come here, Doggie-dibble, and sit by -my side and look at this paper with me. Here’s a page of -very fine ladies, and a page of beautiful birds. Oh, here is -the lesson for you. Turn your head this way, Doggie-dibble, -you surely can tell about this. You mustn’t read to -yourself, Doggie-dibble, ’cause then I can’t tell when you -are wrong. Now, sir read aloud.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Bow-wow!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“He is a bow-wow, that is right. Go on.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Wow-wow!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Good dog! Now, Pussy-diddle, you have learned your -lessons for to-day, and so have you, Doggie-dibble, and -now you may both go to play.”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus073.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus074.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE HUNGRY DOGS.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>“We can’t stand it much longer.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“That is so. We are pretty thin now.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I should say so. Look at my sides. You can see my -ribs so plainly anybody would suppose I had buried all my -old bones there, instead of in the ground.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I don’t suppose master means to starve us.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Probably not. But that thought does not fill the hole -in my stomach. We’ve not had a square meal for three -days.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>As Zip and Jerry were talking, the master came in to -prepare his meal. He lived alone with his two dogs. He -was a good master, but was inclined to be stingy, and was -growing worse. Zip and Jerry lay close together to sympathize.</p> - -<p class='c005'>They watched the master put the bread and meat on the -table. They saw him begin to eat. They could hardly -stand it, they had such queer feelings about their ribs.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The master left the room a minute. Zip and Jerry looked -into each other’s eyes, as much as to say, “We’ll have to do -it.” They arose, walked to the table, and tried to help themselves. -They did not get many mouthfuls, for the tablecloth -slipped, and everything else came down with a crash -and a crack. The master hurried back, and in great rage -stamped his feet and clinched his fists.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Zip was so frightened he turned to run, but Jerry, with his -tail between his legs, stood his ground. He raised his head -and barked.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“What are you about you rascals?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Bow-wow!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Don’t you know any better than to do such a thing?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Bow-wow, bow-wow!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Crack my plates and make such a mess!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Bow-wow-wow, bow-wow-wow.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“What do you mean by barking?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Jerry whined and tried to wag his fallen tail. He tried -to explain as well as he could in dog language. He wished -to say, “You wouldn’t give us enough to eat, and we were -so hungry we had to help ourselves.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>The master sat down to think. His dogs had never done -such a thing before. Perhaps they were hungry. He -remembered that he hadn’t over-fed them for some time, -and that very day they had asked for food and he had -forgotten to give it. Although he was still pretty angry -about his broken dishes, he felt a little ashamed of himself. -After that day, he gave his dogs better food, and -enough of it.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE LITTLE PEDDLER.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>This fine-looking boy is going home from his work. His -mother is poor. He helps her by selling on the streets -the buns that she makes. He calls to the passers-by that he -has buns to sell, “Fresh buns! Fresh buns!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>He makes the most money at the railway stations. He -goes to the trains and asks the passengers to buy. “Fresh -buns! Fresh buns!” They like to buy of him, because he has -such a pleasant face and manners, and is always so clean. -He sells many more buns than he would if his hands or -clothes, or baskets were soiled. He sells many more than -he would if he looked cross and was crabbed.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus077.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>You can see that his baskets are empty. He has sold -every bun that he had; now he is taking home to his mother -all the money he received for the buns. He is a great -comfort to his mother. Every little boy can be that, but -I am afraid there are some little boys who are not.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>URSULA AND HER DOVES.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>The doves are not afraid of Ursula. They know she -loves them, for she feeds them every day, and is always -kind.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Do you see that one at her feet? He is looking up into -her face. He wishes to stand on her hand and eat from it; -but one dove already covers her hand, and there is not room -for another.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The dove that has just taken a drink from the water-lily -bowl is looking at her too. He will hop on to her shoulder -pretty soon. He knows she often has a little piece of bread -in her mouth, and if he gives her a kiss—the kind doves -give—he will find a bit of bread in his bill.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Sometimes a dove will fly to the top of Ursula’s head and -peck at her hair. That is their way of giving love-pats. -They stay near her as long as they can. When she leaves -them, they fly to their dove-cots.</p> - -<p class='c005'>When they hear her voice in the garden, they fly to her, -even if she does not call. And whenever she calls they -always come. If Ursula were not kind and good to them, -the doves would not love her.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus079.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>EVA’S PEACH TREE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus080.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>One day Eva was eating -a nice ripe peach. -She thought she would -plant the stone in a -flower-pot and see what -would come of it. Fred -filled the pot with nice -soft earth, and Eva kept -it in a warm place all -winter. Once in a while -she would dig up the -stone to see how it looked, -and one day she -found the stone split in -two and a root starting -from it. Oh, how pleased -she was! and how eagerly -she watched for the -first green shoot to push its way through the soil!</p> - -<p class='c005'>In a month or two the peach-tree had grown quite tall, -and when warm weather came Fred told Eva he would set -it out of doors, for there was not room for it in the flower-pot. -It would never be a tree if it had not space to spread -its roots.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Fred made a lovely place for it in the garden. He marked -out a circle, and edged it with pretty conch shells. Then he -took his trowel, and dug a deep hole in the centre of this -plot in which he put Eva’s peach tree. Then he packed the -earth around its roots, and raked the ground smoothly, and -sprinkled it with water from his watering-pot.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Inside the conch-shells Fred will set out a row of plants, -and do his best to make them and the peach-tree thrive.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Eva has promised that Fred shall have the first ripe peach -that she finds on her tree, for he is good and kind to her, -and she loves him very dearly. But she will have to wait -some time yet, for the tree is too young to bear fruit.</p> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>JAMIE’S COMFORTERS.</h2> -</div> - -<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'>“Ma-a-a-ow! Ma-a-ow!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“What’s that?” asked Donna.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Why it sounds very much like my little brother crying,” -answered June.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I wonder what’s the matter with him.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Ma-a-a-ow! Ma-a-a-ow!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Both the girls ran fast, thinking he must be very much -hurt from the noise he made. They soon found him, and -did not have to ask what the matter was. His knees and -one hand were covered with dirt.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I fa-a-a-alled dow-ow-own!” cried Jamie.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Don’t cry, Jamie dear,” said June as she put her arms -around him.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“It’s too bad, but never mind,” said Donna as she kissed -him.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Ma-a-a-ow! ma-a-a-ow!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>The girls brushed off the dirt and wiped away the tears, -but still he cried “Ma-a-a-ow.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I wouldn’t cry any more,” urged the girls, for they found -that he wasn’t hurt. But he did cry more, and I’ll tell you -why if you won’t tell. I think he was afraid that if he stopped -crying, they would stop kissing and petting.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/illus082.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>NETTIE’S PLANS.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus083.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Dear Mamma is going to have company;</div> - <div class='line in2'>A lady is coming to-day;</div> - <div class='line'>And now she is out in the garden,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Picking a great big bouquet.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The lady has two little children,</div> - <div class='line in2'>A nice little girl and a boy;</div> - <div class='line'>She wrote us the boy’s name was William,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Her daughter, she said, was called Joy.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And I, too, am picking some flowers,</div> - <div class='line in2'>So both of the children can see</div> - <div class='line'>How nicely I’ve trimmed up my play-house;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Their visit, of course, is to me.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The girl she can play with my dollies;</div> - <div class='line in2'>There’s one that could once shut her eyes,</div> - <div class='line'>But now the poor thing hasn’t any,</div> - <div class='line in2'>So she can’t shut them up though she tries.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Then William can play with the dolly</div> - <div class='line in2'>That has only one leg and no head,</div> - <div class='line'>For surely he can’t hurt <i>her</i> any—</div> - <div class='line in2'>Boys break things so, somebody said.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>They’ll play with my dishes and sea-shells,</div> - <div class='line in2'>My wagon and rocking-horse too,</div> - <div class='line'>Perhaps smash them or lose them; Mamma says</div> - <div class='line in2'>Polite I must be if they do.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>I guess I’ve enough of the flowers;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Now into the house I will run,</div> - <div class='line'>To see that my things are all ready—</div> - <div class='line in2'>Oh, I’m sure we shall have lots of fun!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>A FUNNY LITTLE FROG.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus085a.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line in4'><span class='c004'>O</span>nce a little Frog</div> - <div class='line in4'>Sat a-croaking on a log,</div> - <div class='line'>Oh, a very funny frog was he!</div> - <div class='line in4'>For he longed to be a tar</div> - <div class='line in4'>And go journeying afar,</div> - <div class='line'>Seeing wonders on the deep blue sea.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figright id004'> -<img src='images/illus085b.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line in4'>One night—oh, it was dark!—</div> - <div class='line in4'>A bit of birchen bark</div> - <div class='line'>Went a-drifting slowly down the stream;</div> - <div class='line in4'>And in this light canoe</div> - <div class='line in4'>Lay the little froggie, who</div> - <div class='line'>Imagined he was floating through a dream.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figleft id004'> -<img src='images/illus085c.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line in4'>But my! when he awoke,</div> - <div class='line in4'>His astonishment he spoke</div> - <div class='line'>In language that all froggies understand;</div> - <div class='line in4'>His mouth he opened wide</div> - <div class='line in4'>And he cried, and cried, and cried,</div> - <div class='line'>Although he wasn’t out of sight of land.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figright id004'> -<img src='images/illus085d.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line in4'>The journey soon was o’er,</div> - <div class='line in4'>And the froggie jumped ashore,</div> - <div class='line'>As happy and as frisky as could be;</div> - <div class='line in4'>And on a mossy log,</div> - <div class='line in4'>Sits that now contented frog,</div> - <div class='line'>And never, never, wants to go to sea!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE PLAYTHINGS.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='drop-capa0_0_6 c006'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus086.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -An old German woman came to stay at -the mill, and she used to tell Patty -and Susan about the children in Germany.</p> - -<p class='c005'>She said, “I knew a little girl called -Lina, and a boy named Carl; and on -Christmas Eve their mother had a fine -Christmas-tree, with gold and silver -balls, and sugar cherries, and all kinds -of pretty things hanging on its branches. It was lighted -up with a hundred tiny wax tapers, so that there was -quite a blaze in the room; and on the table beside it were -many presents for all the people in the house, and a great -number of playthings for Carl and Lina.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“They were just the toys they wished for most. Carl -had a donkey on wheels, and a whip, and Lina a doll, with -a box of clothes, and also a set of tea things.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“They were very happy children, and never quarreled, -but lent each other their toys. It was very pleasant to see -them playing together, for they were so kind and obliging.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Their mother had taught them a little verse, which she -told them to say over every day; it was—</p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>‘Be to others kind and true,</div> - <div class='line'>As you’d have others be to you.’”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>The old German woman had a picture of Carl and Lina, -which she showed to Patty and Susan. In it was Lina -with her doll, and Carl putting a basket on his donkey.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus087.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>LINA AND CARL.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>GRANDMAMMA’S SERMON.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus088.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -“O-o-h, o-o-h, my hand! my hand!”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“What is the matter, Bessie?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Grandmamma, Kitty has -scratched me so dreadfully. Cross -old thing, I hate her.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Fy, fy, Bessie. Only this morning I heard -you say that you loved her better than anything -in the world.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Yes, but she was good then. Just listen, grandmamma. -I wanted Amanda Malvina to take a ride, so I just -tied Kitty in front of her carriage for a horse, and what -should she do, but kick Amanda out, and when I gave -her a little tap, she clawed me.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“But, my dear, didn’t you set the example by giving -the first blow? Poor Kitty isn’t a Christian, you know.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Am I a Christian, grandmamma?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I hope so, little one. Have you forgotten the verse -you said at prayers this morning, about forgiving your -enemies, and those that ‘despitefully use you’?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Bessie sat very still for five minutes.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Grandmamma,” said she, “I think I’ll make up with -Kitty.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Half an hour after, grandmamma smiled as she saw -through the open window a perfect picture of a happy -family. Bessie, Amanda Malvina, and Kitty, swinging in -the hammock together. War was ended. Peace declared.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus089.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>A TERRIBLE SCRATCHER.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>STOP THIEF.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus090.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -I must tell you about my cat Posy, and the sound -drubbing she got the other day. Miss Posy had -eaten a hearty breakfast, but, like a little glutton, -wanted more. What should she do, but go into -the garden and seat herself near a peach tree, in -which there was a marten-box. The birds were -busy feeding their little ones, and as long as they were -about, Posy hid under a rose-bush, but soon the old birds -flew away, and then was her chance. Looking around to -see if anybody was on the watch, she crept up the tree.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Jumping on the top of the box, she put her paw into -the hole to feel for a young bird. Suddenly there was the -greatest chatter I ever heard—the old birds had come -back and caught the thief. But they could not make pussy -stir. Then the father bird flew to a big marten-box on -the top of the stable, and in a few moments came back -with all the other martens. They pounced upon Posy, and -pecked her until she was glad to run down the tree and -hide under my skirt.</p> - -<p class='c005'>I don’t think she will want a bird lunch again very soon. -If she does, I think she will go without it rather than -venture again to the martens’ home. But kitty only did -what bad boys often do, who know the difference between -right and wrong.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus091.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>MISS POSY.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>VISIT TO DAME TRUMAN.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus092.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -“Ted,” said Katie, from her little bed in the dimly -lighted nursery, “this time to-morrow night, we’ll -be at Poplar Grove.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Ted and Katie did not reach their papa’s plantation -until very late the following day, and were so tired from -their journey that they went straight to bed. The next -morning, they crept down stairs to see if their pony had -grown any, and if Dash, the big Newfoundland, would -know them.</p> - -<p class='c005'>After breakfast, Mrs. Barton let Ted and Katie go to see -Dame Truman, a nice old woman who had taken care of -Mrs. Barton when she was a baby. When they got to the -cottage, they softly pushed open the door, and peeped in.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Law, if it ain’t my blessed chicks, come to see their old -Granny,” cried Dame Truman, hugging and kissing them.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Now, my little dears,” said she, “I’ve got something -pretty to show you.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Taking up a pan of dough, she went to the door, and -scattered some of it on the ground.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Quack, quack, quack,” was heard, and up waddled an -old duck with four young ones.</p> - -<p class='c005'>They looked just like balls of yellow worsted, and Katie -wanted to take up one of the soft little things, only she -felt afraid of the old mother. They were overjoyed when -Dame Truman said that the little ducks were for them.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I shall call mine Cowslip and Buttercup,” said Katie, -“they are so yellow.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I’ll name mine Napoleon and Wellington,” answered -Ted, “and I know they’ll be good fighters.”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus093.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>FEEDING THE DUCKS.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>JENNY,</h2> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c0'> -<div class='nf-center c009'> - <div><span class='small'>MY LITTLE FLOWER-GIRL.</span></div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='c005'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus094.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'></p> -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>G</span>ranny lives across the moor;</div> - <div class='line'>Granny’s old and granny’s poor,</div> - <div class='line'>Scarce can cross her cottage door,</div> - <div class='line in10'>But she has sweet Jenny.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Little maid with tender eyes,</div> - <div class='line'>Softly blue as summer skies,</div> - <div class='line'>Golden locks a queen might prize</div> - <div class='line in10'>Crown her, fairest Jenny.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>When the birds at early dawn</div> - <div class='line'>Chirp a welcome to the morn,</div> - <div class='line'>Glad the darksome night has gone,</div> - <div class='line in10'>Swift uprises Jenny.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>With a kiss and fond caress,</div> - <div class='line'>Helps the poor old dame to dress,</div> - <div class='line'>Gently smoothing each white tress—</div> - <div class='line in10'>Blessings on sweet Jenny,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>As she passes with her flowers,</div> - <div class='line'>Gathered fresh from woodland bowers,</div> - <div class='line'>Dewy bright with summer showers,</div> - <div class='line in10'>Fresh and pure as Jenny.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>For granny’s sake she gayly hies,</div> - <div class='line'>And to the market bears her prize,</div> - <div class='line'>Where, “Please to buy my flowers,” she cries,</div> - <div class='line in10'>“Oh, please to buy of Jenny.”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus095.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>TO A BIRD.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus096.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'></p> -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>T</span>he little bird upon the tree</div> - <div class='line'>Has nothing now to say to me;</div> - <div class='line'>He does not meet me with a song,</div> - <div class='line'>But, silent as I pass along,</div> - <div class='line'>He turns his head, as he would say,</div> - <div class='line'>“It is too cold to sing to-day.”</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And I would say, but have no words</div> - <div class='line'>To talk with little bits of birds—</div> - <div class='line'>“If you’ll come round to-morrow morn,</div> - <div class='line'>When I give my young chicks their corn,</div> - <div class='line'>I’ll put some seeds and crumbs of bread</div> - <div class='line'>For you upon the chickens’ shed.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“And perhaps you will. I’ll look to see</div> - <div class='line'>If you are sitting in the tree;</div> - <div class='line'>And if you are, I will not stay,</div> - <div class='line'>But leave the crumbs and go away;</div> - <div class='line'>You’d think, if I stayed by the rail,</div> - <div class='line'>I’d salt to put upon your tail.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“And if you saw the cage I’ve made,</div> - <div class='line'>I think you would not be afraid;</div> - <div class='line'>But I’ve a bigger bird, you see,</div> - <div class='line'>That whistles tunes all day for me.</div> - <div class='line'>So if you think you’d like the bread,</div> - <div class='line'>I’ll leave it for you on the shed.”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus097.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>WHISTLING A TUNE.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE LITTLE HIGHLANDER’S BIRTHDAY.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus098.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -When Henry’s birthday came, he put a garland -of red roses around Malcom’s neck. Malcom -was a handsome brown fawn, with a white -breast. He did not stay with the other deer -in the park, but had a place fenced off for his -own playground. Henry brought him sugar -and sweet cakes, and he fed from his hand, and followed -his little master around like a pet dog.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Henry lived in Scotland, and his father was the chief of -the MacDonald clan. Upon his birthday, all the tenants, -with their wives and children, came to the castle to dinner. -Tables were spread in the great hall, loaded with good -things. Henry, dressed in his Highland dress, stood by his -father’s side, and listened to the speeches made in his -honor. Afterward, there were games played in the park, -cricket, wrestling matches, and shooting with the bow and -arrow. Prizes were given to the boys who showed the -most skill.</p> - -<p class='c005'>While Henry was watching the games, Malcom came -and rubbed his nose against him, as if to say, “Don’t forget -me.” But when the bagpipes began to play, he was -frightened, and bounded off amongst the trees.</p> - -<p class='c005'>As soon as Malcom’s horns grow, he will be turned out -with the herd of deer, but Henry will get the keeper to -put a mark upon his pet, so that he may always know him.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus099.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>MALCOM.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>BABYLAND.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus100.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'></p> -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>S</span>omewhere out by Dreamland,</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the world of sleep,</div> - <div class='line'>Lies the land of Infants</div> - <div class='line in2'>Veiled in mystery deep.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>None but babes and angels</div> - <div class='line in2'>Live in that bright place,</div> - <div class='line'>Brightened with the sunshine</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of the Father’s face.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>That is why we sometimes</div> - <div class='line in2'>Wail, though not in pain;</div> - <div class='line'>Longing for the realms of</div> - <div class='line in2'>Babyland again.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>That is why you see us</div> - <div class='line in2'>Gazing into space,</div> - <div class='line'>Catching far-off glimpses</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of our native place.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Suns are always shining,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Skies are always blue,</div> - <div class='line'>And our foster-angels</div> - <div class='line in2'>Send us thence to you.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>But when by our coffins</div> - <div class='line in2'>Tearfully you stand,</div> - <div class='line'>Know that we are angels</div> - <div class='line in2'>Back in Babyland;</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus101.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>BABYLAND.</p> -</div> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Far removed from sorrow,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Sin, and shame, and vice,</div> - <div class='line'>In the land of Infants,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Earth-named Paradise.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>KEPT IN.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus102.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -Peter would never take the trouble to learn -the Multiplication Table. He always looked -at the printed card when he did his sums, until -his teacher caught him at it, and took the card -away. Then he fell to making marks on his -slate, and counting on his fingers, but it did no good. -Poor Peter was kept in every day.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Look at him nearly tearing his hair out over five times -seven. If he finds that hard, what will he do with eight -times eight, which you know is a stumbling-block to all -little folks?</p> - -<p class='c005'>It is recess, and he sits alone in the school-room. He -hears through the open window the merry shouts of the -boys. They are playing base ball, and he knows his side -will be beaten without his help—for I am sorry to say, -Peter plays games better than he does sums.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The tears roll down his cheeks, and he mutters, “I wish -arithmetic had never been heard of.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Take heart, Peter, and try again. Such great men as -Macaulay and Sir Walter Scott did not like figures when -they were little boys—yet see what perseverance did for -them.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus103.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>PETER KEPT IN.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>ONE DAY OUT:</h2> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c0'> -<div class='nf-center c009'> - <div><span class='small'>A PLEA FOR THE POOR TOWN CHILDREN.</span></div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='c005'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus104.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'></p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>“L</span>ittle town children, say where are you going?</div> - <div class='line'>The rain hurries down, and a cold wind is blowing.”</div> - <div class='line'>“To school we are trotting, through lane and through street,</div> - <div class='line'>Though the rain patters fast, soaking dresses and feet.”</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Little town children, your faces are thin;</div> - <div class='line'>Your footsteps are heavy, your blue eyes are dim.”</div> - <div class='line'>“Our small homes are crowded, our parents oft sad;</div> - <div class='line'>There is nothing to make us poor young ones feel glad.”</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Little town children, say what are your pleasures?</div> - <div class='line'>Tell what do you do in your holiday leisures?”</div> - <div class='line'>“We watch at the window, or play on the stair;</div> - <div class='line'>The back-yard is wanted, we cannot go there.”</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Little town children, and have you not heard</div> - <div class='line'>In this bright summer weather the song of a bird?”</div> - <div class='line'>“Oh yes, sir; the linnet that frets in its cage,</div> - <div class='line'>Or the brown little sparrow, so dingy and sage.”</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Little town children, have soft April showers</div> - <div class='line'>Not nursed for your playthings the sweet summer flowers?”</div> - <div class='line'>“Oh yes, sir; for sometimes we linger to greet</div> - <div class='line'>The boy who sells wall-flowers out in the street.”</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Little town children, are God’s skies so blue,</div> - <div class='line'>His works and his wonders, all hidden from you?”</div> - <div class='line'>“Oh no, sir; for once in the year a whole day</div> - <div class='line'>We school-children spend in the country at play.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus105.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>ONE DAY OUT.</p> -</div> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Sad little town children no longer we seem</div> - <div class='line'>As we frolic about in the meadows so green,</div> - <div class='line'>And gather pink daisies or buttercups sweet,</div> - <div class='line'>Then with loud heartfelt hymns close the joys of ‘our treat.’</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“Glad little town children, our voices we raise;</div> - <div class='line'>For this one day of pleasure our Father we praise;</div> - <div class='line'>The lark springs to heaven, its song like a prayer,</div> - <div class='line'>We hope he is taking our thanks with him there!”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>A TINY PET FROM FAR AWAY.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus106.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -This funny little fluffy snowball comes from far-away -Mexico, where, once upon a time, they -used to eat dogs, nicely baked. They were -considered “a dainty dish to set before a king;” -but they were big, savage, voiceless brutes, not at -all like the pretty mite I have drawn for you. He -can make noise enough, and, if he were alive, would fly at -you, and fancy that you were very frightened. I wonder -why it is only small dogs that are noisy. Your big black -fellow, with a head like a bear, gives a solemn deep-toned -growl, but a mite that would go in your pocket can be -heard all over the house. Well, after all, they are only -like children, and like to make a disturbance, I suppose.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus107.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>MEXICAN LAP-DOG.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>PUSSY’S LECTURE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus108.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'></p> -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='c004'>O</span>h, Pussy, will you tell me why</div> - <div class='line'>At all the pretty birds you fly?</div> - <div class='line'>The little birds that sing so sweet,</div> - <div class='line'>You surely would not catch and eat?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>For you are ever kindly fed</div> - <div class='line'>Each day with nicest milk and bread,</div> - <div class='line'>And always at my dinner, too,</div> - <div class='line'>I save a lovely bit for you.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>At night you sleep so warm and snug</div> - <div class='line'>Before the fire upon the rug,</div> - <div class='line'>While little birds (as I’ve been told)</div> - <div class='line'>Are often perished with the cold.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>All in the bitter frost and snow</div> - <div class='line'>They fly so cheerless to and fro.</div> - <div class='line'>And scarcely even dare to come</div> - <div class='line'>And see if we can spare a crumb.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Now, Pussy dear, attend to me,</div> - <div class='line'>And never, <i>never</i> cruel be;</div> - <div class='line'>Oh, do not harm the weak and small,</div> - <div class='line'>For that’s not being good at all.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>My dear mamma, so kind and true,</div> - <div class='line'>Has often said that we should do</div> - <div class='line'>To others as we wish that <i>they</i></div> - <div class='line'>Would do to us from day to day.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus109.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>CRUEL PUSSY.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>LITTLE ANGELICA.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus110.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -Over a hundred years ago, there lived a -little girl, named Angelica Kauffman. She -was very fond of drawing, and made pictures -of everything she saw. Her father and -mother were poor, but they were so anxious -for her to become a great painter that they -moved to Italy to live. Before she was grown, her mother -died, and then she had to take care of her old father.</p> - -<p class='c005'>One day, when she was in Venice, a rich English lady -gave her an order to paint a picture of her little girl. -This made Angelica’s fortune, for the lady was so pleased -with the young artist that she took her to London. Everybody -there was very kind to her, and she became a famous -painter. One of her best friends was Sir Joshua Reynolds, -the great English artist.</p> - -<p class='c005'>She was so sweet and pretty that people called her “Miss -Angel” instead of Angelica. When you are older you -must read her life, for it makes a beautiful story.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus111.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>LITTLE ANGELICA.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>MISS GREYTOES AND MR. BEETLE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus112.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -One morning Miss Kitty Greytoes took a walk in -the garden. The sun was shining, the apple -and cherry trees were in bloom, and the air was -filled with the scent of pinks and lilacs. But -Miss Greytoes did not notice these beautiful things. -As she tripped along, she said to herself, “I wonder -if that cat-bird has built his nest in the same place this -spring. I dreamed about him last night, so I’ll go and -see.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Sure enough, when she came to the tree, there was the -cat-bird sitting on a bent limb. Miss Kitty smacked her -lips, and was just about to spring at him, when Whirr! -whirr! sung a big beetle, and the cat-bird flew away.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Good morning, Miss Greytoes,” said the beetle, bowing -politely.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“None the better for seeing you, Mr. Beetle,” she replied; -“some folks are forever in the way.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Heigho! Miss Kitty, you’re cross this morning. -Didn’t your supper agree with you? I saw you through -the pantry window, last night, stealing cream. It will do -you good to fast to-day. Good-bye.” And away he flew -to tell his friend, the cat-bird, the joke.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Meddlesome old thing!” snapped Miss Greytoes, as -she trotted off with her tail in the air.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus113.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>THE SURPRISE.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE COMING OF THE SNOW.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus114.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'></p> -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Down, out of Cloudland, comes the snow,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Like feathers idly floating.</div> - <div class='line'>Come, in good earnest, snow, and give</div> - <div class='line in2'>Old earth its winter coating.</div> - <div class='line'>Thicker and faster fall the flakes;</div> - <div class='line in2'>The trees and fields are whitening;</div> - <div class='line'>And at the nurs’ry window here</div> - <div class='line in2'>The children’s eyes are bright’ning.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Says Frank—“The witches in the north</div> - <div class='line in2'>Their feather beds are shaking.”</div> - <div class='line'>Says Dick—“They must be plucking geese.</div> - <div class='line in2'>This pother to be making.</div> - <div class='line'>If only all this snow will lie</div> - <div class='line in2'>Till after school this morning,</div> - <div class='line'>I’ll snowball ev’ry one of you;</div> - <div class='line'>So now I give fair warning.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“As Cousin May is fond of balls,</div> - <div class='line in2'><i>She</i> shall have half a dozen.”</div> - <div class='line'>Then loudly laughs the saucy boy,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And merrily his cousin;</div> - <div class='line'>The sun, too, smiles from out a cloud,</div> - <div class='line in2'>On Dick in fancy pelting.</div> - <div class='line'>What will he do at twelve o’clock?</div> - <div class='line in2'>For see—the snow is melting!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus115.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>DICK DISAPPOINTED.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>GUIDO RENI.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus116.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -In Bologna, an Italian city, there lived an old -musician who had a beautiful little boy. He -taught him to sing, and play on the harp, but -Guido loved drawing better than music, and -instead of practicing, made pictures and little figures -in clay.</p> - -<p class='c005'>His father thought this a waste of time, and gave him -many whippings, but nothing could prevent the little fellow -from drawing. When his paper was taken away, he -marked on the walls, and after he had filled them, he drew -pictures in the dust.</p> - -<p class='c005'>But Guido’s good luck came at last. His father gave a -concert at the palace of a great lord, and Guido went with -him. He met there a famous painter, who was so pleased -when he saw the boy’s pictures, that he advised his father -to let him be an artist.</p> - -<p class='c005'>To his great joy Guido was put in a studio, and studied -so well, that when he was thirteen, his master made him -teach the other scholars. As the years went by, he became -a wonderful painter, and even kings paid the highest prices -for his pictures.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The crowning glory of his whole life was his famous -painting of Aurora, on the ceiling of a summer-house of a -palace in Rome.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus117.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>GUIDO RENI.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>LAZY MAGGIE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus118.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -Maggie is carrying her father’s breakfast -to him. She was in the middle of -a pleasant dream this morning when -her mother came to her little cot, and -said, “Wake up, Maggie, it is almost -five o’clock.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Dear me,” yawned Maggie, “what -a bother!” And I fear she did not have -a very cheerful face, as she trudged to -the wheat field.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The air was sweet with the smell of clover, the dew-drops -sparkled in the sunshine, and the birds were singing -gayly.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“What is the matter?” said a dew-drop on a white rosebud?</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I’m so sleepy,” answered Maggie, “and it’s a hard case -to have to get up at five o’clock in the morning.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“For shame,” said the dew-drop, “I’ve been at work all -night watering this flower, and presently, the sun will dry -me up. If you had come half an hour later, we shouldn’t -have met.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Lazy little girl,” cried a skylark, “I have been flying -a mile high already, and had a nice air bath. Now, I’m -going to hunt for my breakfast.” And away he flew, joyously -warbling,</p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“The birds are singing in every bush,</div> - <div class='line in2'>At five o’clock in the morning.”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c005'>Maggie heeded the lesson of God’s little teachers, and -met her father with a happy smile.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus119.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>LAZY MAGGIE.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>JANET’S CHARGE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus120.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -“Janet,” said Mrs. Bruce, “somebody is in the -children’s cot at last.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I’m so glad, mamma. Who is it? A boy or -girl?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“A boy, and one whom you know—Frank -Fenton. Yesterday his pony threw him, and broke -his arm. I believe his leg was hurt also. It happened near -the ‘Retreat,’ and he was carried there. When his father -arrived, and found him so comfortable, he let him remain.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“What good news! Think, mamma, of Frank Fenton -lying in the bed that we little girls paid for. I wonder if -he will like our picture screen.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>The “Retreat” was a private hospital, and Mrs. Bruce -was one of the managers. Janet and her little friends -had fitted up a cot in the children’s ward, from the proceeds -of a fair, which they had held. Imagine their -pleasure, when the first patient proved to be one of their -companions.</p> - -<p class='c005'>As soon as Frank was better, Janet went to see him -every day. She made an excellent little nurse, and the -two had great fun over the screen, inventing stories to -suit the pictures.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Janet now felt the sweet satisfaction of doing good. -“Mamma,” said she, “when I hear the hymn, ‘A charge -to keep I have,’ it reminds me of Frank. He’s my charge.”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus121.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>JANET AND FRANK.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>GOING TO MEET PAPA.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus122.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -Nurse was sick, so mamma had to take care of -Baby Belle. They walked down the shady lane -to meet papa, and Nipo, Baby Belle’s little -dog, given her by her papa on her first birthday, -trotted on behind. Baby had on the lace cap that -Aunt Fanny had sent her all the way from New -York, and looked sweet enough to eat.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Putty fowers,” said she, spying the daisies and butter-cups.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Does Baby want some for papa?” asked mamma.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Ess, and butty-tups too.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Doggie, does oo love butter?” and Baby Belle put her -fat hand, full of butter-cups, under Nipo’s nose. Nipo -was a good-natured little dog and loved Baby, so he -wagged his tail to say, “Yes.” Then he gave a joyful -bark, and ran off.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Papa is coming,” said mamma; “now for a ride,” and -she and Baby followed Nipo.</p> - -<p class='c005'>At the stile Baby Belle got a dozen kisses from papa, -who was on the lookout for his little daughter, and rode -home on papa’s shoulder as proud as a queen.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus123.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>GOING TO MEET PAPA.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE DOLLS’ LUNCH.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus124.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -Annie had been to lunch with her little friend, -Katie Heath. All the dolls were invited, -and a merry time they had. It being summer, -the table was spread in the arbor. -Katie’s uncle brought her last Christmas -from Japan a beautiful set of dolls’ china. -This was arranged on a white cloth, and the -tea tasted very good out of the pretty little -tea-pot. There was also a sponge cake, which Katie had -made with her own hands, for her mamma wished her to -be a good housekeeper. After tea and sandwiches, they had -strawberries and cream, to eat with the cake. The dolls -sat at the table, and enjoyed themselves very much—only -Mr. Punchinello, who is such a tease, would make fun of -dear little Polly Primrose’s old-fashioned bonnet. She -was used to his nonsense, and would not have cared, except -that Marie de Montfort, Katie’s new doll, had on her -Paris finery.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Polly looks very sad on her way home, but I think it -is because Mr. Eugene Montmorenci is going to marry -Mademoiselle Marie. It was all arranged after lunch, and -the wedding is to be next Tuesday, Annie’s birthday.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Cheer up, dear Polly, something very nice is in store for -you too.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus125.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>VAIN MINETTE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus126.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -I am glad my mistress is out, that I may -have the mirror all to myself.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Well, I am a beauty! though that -spiteful cat next door says my face is -streaked. She calls me “Miss Vanity,” -but my good looks got me this nice -home, with plenty to eat, and nothing -to do.</p> - -<p class='c005'>This is the way it came about. My -mother belonged to a little French boy -named Henri, and being a French cat, she was very clever. -One day when I was a tiny baby, a lady from New York -came to stay at the house. My mother lay on the rug -listening to the conversation, but pretending to be asleep. -Henri said to the lady, “My cat has kittens, and one of -them is beautiful.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Ah,” said she, “I wish I could see it.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Upon hearing this, my mother trotted down stairs, and -brought me up in her mouth. My, what a shout there -was when we appeared! The lady said she must have the -kitten of so wise a cat, and that I was perfectly lovely.</p> - -<p class='c005'>She promised Henri to be very good to me, so I was put -in a basket, and brought to New York, where I am much -admired, and happy as the day is long.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The last thing my mother said to me was, “Beauty is as -beauty does.” I wonder what she meant?</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus127.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>VAIN MINETTE.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>MARIE’S FIRST SLIDE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus128.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -Marie was a little Southern girl, and had never -seen a snow-storm. When she was ten years old, -she spent a winter at the North with her cousins.</p> - -<p class='c005'>One morning she awoke, and looking out of the -window, saw something soft and white falling.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Cousin Caroline, run here,” she said; “they must be -picking cotton up in heaven.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>Her cousin told her that it was snow, and in the afternoon -she should go sleighing. I am sure that Marie will -never forget her first sleigh ride.</p> - -<p class='c005'>But more fun was coming. When the ice became firm, -Caroline and her brothers went to the Park to skate. -Marie did not know how to skate, but Harold said she -must have a slide on the ice, and that he would take good -care of her. So Marie was tucked snugly into a sled, with -plenty of robes to keep her warm.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Edmund played horse and pulled, while Harold did the -pushing.</p> - -<div class='lg-container-b c007'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>“One for the money, Two for the show,</div> - <div class='line'>Three to make ready, and Four to go,”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c010'>shouted Harold, and away they went like the wind.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Caroline, and Bébé, Marie’s dog, tried to keep pace with -them, but were soon left far behind.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Was not Marie lucky to have such kind cousins?</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus129.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>MARIE’S FIRST SLIDE.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE LAPLANDER.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus130.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -This Laplander looks as if he were sitting for his -photograph, though I don’t expect photographers -ever go to such a cold country as his. Lapland, -you know, is in the northern part of Russia, and -the people there dress in furs and skins all the -time.</p> - -<p class='c005'>To go swiftly over the snow, they wear big shoes like -the one the man is holding. These are strapped on the -feet, and a Lapland boy skims along faster than any of you -can skate.</p> - -<p class='c005'>But think of it—he never tasted a peach or a strawberry -in his life. In his cold home only a few small trees and -bushes grow. There are no fruits or vegetables, and the -only food is the flesh of the reindeer, and fish.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The houses are round huts, with a hole at the top to let -the smoke out.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The Laplander’s fortune is in his reindeer, and his only -business, the care of large herds of them. A little Lapland -baby lies in a cradle made of wood hollowed out and filled -with white moss. Pieces of leather are laced across the -top, and the mother fastens the cradle to her back when -she travels.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Lazy little people who don’t like school, should go to -Lapland, for there, if a boy knows his A, B, C, he is thought -very learned.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus131.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>THE LAPLANDER.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>ANNA’S BOUQUET.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus132.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -“What shall we do to-morrow, Charlie?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Suppose we go to the grove and gather -flowers.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Yes, we’ll get some for mamma, and then she will tell -us fairy tales about them.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>The next morning Charlie and Anna spent in the -woods. Charlie pulled the flowers that Anna could not -reach, and she carried home a big bunch, which her mamma -put in a vase. There were dandelions, cowslips, jonquils, -and woodbine.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Does dandelion mean that the lion is a dandy, -mamma?” asked Anna.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“No, dear, that comes from a French word—<i><span lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">dent-de-lion</span></i>—lion’s -teeth. Another flower from the French is the -pansy, which means <i><span lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">pensée</span></i>, thought, and the emblem is, -Think of me.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Can you tell us anything about the jonquil?” asked -Charlie.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“That flower belongs to the Narcissus family. There -is a pretty story about it. Once there lived a beautiful -boy named Narcissus. While hunting one day, he sat -down by a stream to rest, and seeing his face in the water, -fell in love with it. Because he couldn’t get his picture, -he pined away, and the fairies changed him into a flower.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“He was a silly fellow,” said Charlie.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“But if he hadn’t been so,” replied Anna, “there wouldn’t -be any nice story. I love flowers with stories to them.”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus133.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>ANNA’S BOUQUET.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE CORK BOAT.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus134.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -My boy Charlie has made a cork boat, and is blowing -it about to try and make it sink, but it is -like a life-boat, and will not go over. Did you -ever see a life-boat? and do you know what -makes it different from other boats? or why it -is so called? Perhaps you don’t know, so I -will tell you, for all knowledge is pleasant and useful.</p> - -<p class='c005'>A life-boat is so called because it is useful in saving life. -When a ship is in distress, a life-boat can put off from the -shore and reach the ship, and then come back again laden -with the poor people it has saved from drowning, because it -can live in a sea where any other boat would sink and be lost.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Why is this?” you ask. That is just what I am going -to explain. So, stop blowing, Charlie, and come and listen -to me.</p> - -<p class='c005'>A life-boat is lined with cork; in other words, it has a -compartment or inside casing filled in with cork, or sometimes -with large thin metal air-tight tubes; this is done to -make it buoyant, that is, able to keep bounding along the -stormy sea instead of sinking to the bottom. For cork -will not sink. Stick a sail to it, and blow as Charlie has -done, but you will not blow it over easily.</p> - -<p class='c005'>The brave men who man the life-boat must be made safe, -too; so they wear cork jackets, and life-belts filled with -cork, and take life-buoys with them. A life-buoy is a large -round casing filled with cork, with a hole in the middle -large enough to slip over a man’s head and shoulders, and -it will keep him from sinking to have one on.</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus135.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>OLD MOLLY HARE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus136.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -“Don’t be afraid, little girl—it is only Old Molly -Hare. I won’t hurt you.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Oh, Molly, my heart is going pit-a-pat. -I was playing that I was in a jungle, and -when you popped your head up, I thought -you were a lion. Where did you come -from?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I was sitting behind the fence, and a -bad boy threw a stone at me, so I took to -my heels through the wheat. My little -ones are waiting for me in the hollow tree yonder.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Tell me about them. Have they got pretty eyes, and -long brown ears like you, Molly? I never saw a baby -hare.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Their eyes are not as pretty as yours, little girl, but -they can see behind and before at once, and their long -ears can hear a pin fall.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“How nice! I wish I was a hare, Molly.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Better be a little girl. You have a warm house, but -we live under the rocks and fences—and when the snow -is on the ground, if we even poke our noses out, the men -and dogs are after us.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Well, I’m going to tell my papa that he mustn’t shoot -you. But, Molly, don’t you get mad sometimes? I heard -my grandpapa tell a man that he was as ‘mad as a March -hare.’”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“That’s only an old saying, my dear. Hark! I hear -a gun. Good-bye.”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus137.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>OLD MOLLY HARE.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>THE FIRST RIDE.</h2> -</div> - -<div class='c008'> - <img class='drop-capi' src='images/dillus138.jpg' width='100' alt='' /> -</div><p class='drop-capi_8'> -Nurse and George were standing by the garden -gate one fine summer afternoon. George had -been playing in the hay field, making nests in the -sweet hay for himself and nurse.</p> - -<p class='c005'>And they had tossed the hay about, and thrown -it at each other, and had had a good game of play.</p> - -<p class='c005'>And now nurse and George were both tired, and they -were going into the house to have some tea.</p> - -<p class='c005'>Just then, Tom, the carter, passed by, leading one of the -horses, and he said—</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Will you have a ride, Master Georgey?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“I think not,” said nurse. “He has never been on a -horse.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“He will be quite safe,” said Tom; “Dapple is very -steady, and if Master Georgey will hold tight by the halter, -there is no fear of his tumbling off.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Oh, do let me go!” said George.</p> - -<p class='c005'>When nurse saw how quiet Dapple was, she let Tom lift -Georgey on his back. Tom stroked the horse’s nose, and -said—</p> - -<p class='c005'>“You will be glad of a rest in the stable, and of your -supper.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“What does he have for supper, Tom?” asked Georgey.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Hay, and some oats,” said Tom.</p> - -<p class='c005'>“And what does he drink?”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“Fresh clear water,” said Tom; “horses like to have -clean water to drink.”</p> - -<p class='c005'>“When I am big,” said George, “I will have a horse of -my own, and I will ride on him every day.”</p> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/illus139.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>GEORGEY’S FIRST RIDE.</p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c011' /> -</div> -<div class='tnotes'> - -<div class='section ph2'> - -<div class='nf-center-c0'> -<div class='nf-center c012'> - <div>TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES</div> - </div> -</div> - -</div> - - <ol class='ol_1 c009'> - <li>Silently corrected typographical errors and variations in spelling. - - </li> - <li>Archaic, non-standard, and uncertain spellings retained as printed. - </li> - </ol> - -</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin-top:4em'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SHINING HOURS ***</div> -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> -Updated editions will replace the previous one—the old editions will -be renamed. -</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law 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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