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64 Works of Eugene Field

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Christmas Hymn

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Sing, Christmas bells! Say to the earth this is the morn Whereon our Savior-King is born; Sing to all men,–the bond, the free, The rich, the poor, the high, the low, The little child that sports in glee, The aged folk that tottering go,– Proclaim the morn That Christ is born, That saveth them and […]

Christmas Eve

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Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul, The evening shades are falling,– Hush thee, my dear, dost thou not hear The voice of the Master calling? Deep lies the snow upon the earth, But all the sky is ringing With joyous song, and all night long The stars shall dance, with singing. Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul, […]

Star Of The East

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Star of the East, that long ago Brought wise men on their way Where, angels singing to and fro, The Child of Bethlehem lay– Above that Syrian hill afar Thou shinest out to-night, O Star! Star of the East, the night were drear But for the tender grace That with thy glory comes to cheer […]

Bethlehem-Town

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As I was going to Bethlehem-town, Upon the earth I cast me down All underneath a little tree That whispered in this wise to me: “Oh, I shall stand on Calvary And bear what burthen saveth thee!” As up I fared to Bethlehem-town, I met a shepherd coming down, And thus he quoth: “A wondrous […]

Once upon a time the forest was in a great commotion. Early in the evening the wise old cedars had shaken their heads ominously and predicted strange things. They had lived in the forest many, many years; but never had they seen such marvellous sights as were to be seen now in the sky, and […]

This is to tell of our little Mistress Merciless, who for a season abided with us, but is now and forever gone from us unto the far-off land of Ever-Plaisance. The tale is soon told; for it were not seemly to speak all the things that are in one’s heart when one hath to say […]

Christmas Morning

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The angel host that sped last night, Bearing the wondrous news afar, Came in their ever-glorious flight Unto a slumbering little star. “Awake and sing, O star!” they cried. “Awake and glorify the morn! Herald the tidings far and wide– He that shall lead His flock is born!” The little star awoke and sung As […]

Whilst you were sleeping, little Dear-my-Soul, strange things happened; but that I saw and heard them, I should never have believed them. The clock stood, of course, in the corner, a moonbeam floated idly on the floor, and a little mauve mouse came from the hole in the chimney corner and frisked and scampered in […]

God rest you, Chrysten gentil men, Wherever you may be,– God rest you all in fielde or hall, Or on ye stormy sea; For on this morn oure Chryst is born That saveth you and me. Last night ye shepherds in ye east Saw many a wondrous thing; Ye sky last night flamed passing bright […]

I “Whirr-r-r! whirr-r-r! whirr-r-r!” said the wind, and it tore through the streets of the city that Christmas eve, turning umbrellas inside out, driving the snow in fitful gusts before it, creaking the rusty signs and shutters, and playing every kind of rude prank it could think of. “How cold your breath is to-night!” said […]

From out Cologne there came three kings To worship Jesus Christ, their King. To Him they sought fine herbs they brought, And many a beauteous golden thing; They brought their gifts to Bethlehem town, And in that manger set them down. Then spake the first king, and he said: “O Child, most heavenly, bright, and […]

One Christmas eve Joel Baker was in a most unhappy mood. He was lonesome and miserable; the chimes making merry Christmas music outside disturbed rather than soothed him, the jingle of the sleigh-bells fretted him, and the shrill whistling of the wind around the corners of the house and up and down the chimney seemed […]

Once upon a time a young man made ready for a voyage. His name was Norss; broad were his shoulders, his cheeks were ruddy, his hair was fair and long, his body betokened strength, and good-nature shone from his blue eyes and lurked about the corners of his mouth. “Where are you going?” asked his […]

It befell that on a time ye Divell did walk to and fro upon ye earth, having in his mind full evill cogitations how that he might do despight; for of soche nature is ye Divell, and ever hath been, that continually doth he go about among men, being so dispositioned that it sufficeth him […]

The Springtime

Story type: Literature

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A child once said to his grandsire: “Gran’pa, what do the flowers mean when they talk to the old oak-tree about death? I hear them talking every day, but I cannot understand; it is all very strange.” The grandsire bade the child think no more of these things; the flowers were foolish prattlers,–what right had […]

Rodolph And His King

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“Tell me, Father,” said the child at Rodolph’s knee,–“tell me of the king.” “There is no king, my child,” said Rodolph. “What you have heard are old women’s tales. Do not believe them, for there is no king.” “But why, then,” queried the child, “do all the people praise and call on him; why do […]

The Hampshire Hills

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One afternoon many years ago two little brothers named Seth and Abner were playing in the orchard. They were not troubled with the heat of the August day, for a soft, cool wind came up from the river in the valley over yonder and fanned their red cheeks and played all kinds of pranks with […]

Margaret: A Pearl

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In a certain part of the sea, very many leagues from here, there once lived a large family of oysters noted for their beauty and size. But among them was one so small, so feeble, and so ill-looking as to excite the pity, if not the contempt, of all the others. The father, a venerable, […]

In the greenwood stood a mighty oak. So majestic was he that all who came that way paused to admire his strength and beauty, and all the other trees of the greenwood acknowledged him to be their monarch. Now it came to pass that the ivy loved the oak-tree, and inclining her graceful tendrils where […]

Once upon a time the air, the mountain, and the sea lived undisturbed upon all the earth. The mountain alone was immovable; he stood always here upon his rocky foundation, and the sea rippled and foamed at his feet, while the air danced freely over his head and about his grim face. It came to […]

Once upon a time a robin lived in the greenwood. Of all the birds his breast was the brightest, his music was the sweetest, and his life was the merriest. Every morning and evening he perched himself among the berries of the linden-tree, and carolled a song that made the whole forest joyous; and all […]

The Little Yaller Baby

Story type: Literature

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I hev allus hed a good opinion uv the wimmin folks. I don’t look at ’em as some people do; uv course they’re a necessity–just as men are. Uv course if there warn’t no wimmin folks there wouldn’t be no men folks–leastwise that’s what the medikil books say. But I never wuz much on discussin’ […]

The Cyclopeedy

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Havin’ lived next door to the Hobart place f’r goin’ on thirty years, I calc’late that I know jest about ez much about the case ez anybody else now on airth, exceptin’ perhaps it’s ol’ Jedge Baker, and he’s so plaguy old ‘nd so powerful feeble that he don’t know nothin’. It seems that in […]

Dock Stebbins

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Most everybody liked Dock Stebbins, fur all he wuz the durnedest critter that ever lived to play jokes on folks! Seems like he wuz born jokin’ ‘nd kep’ it up all his life. Ol’ Mrs. Stebbins used to tell how when the Dock wuz a baby he used to wake her up haff a dozen […]

Ludwig And Eloise

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Once upon a time there were two youths named Herman and Ludwig; and they both loved Eloise, the daughter of the old burgomaster. Now, the old burgomaster was very rich, and having no child but Eloise, he was anxious that she should be well married and settled in life. “For,” said he, “death is likely […]

Bill, The Lokil Editor

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Bill wuz alluz fond uv children ‘nd birds ‘nd flowers. Ain’t it kind o’ curious how sometimes we find a great, big, awkward man who loves sech things? Bill had the biggest feet in the township, but I’ll bet my wallet that he never trod on a violet in all his life. Bill never took […]

Ezra had written a letter to the home folks, and in it he had complained that never before had he spent such a weary, lonesome day as this Thanksgiving day had been. Having finished this letter, he sat for a long time gazing idly into the open fire that snapped cinders all over the hearthstone […]

Daniel And The Devil

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Daniel was a very wretched man. As he sat with his head bowed upon his desk that evening he made up his mind that his life had been a failure. “I have labored long and diligently,” said he to himself, “and although I am known throughout the city as an industrious and shrewd business man, […]

It is to tell of Harold, the son of Egbert, the son of Ib; comely was he to look upon, and a braver than he lived not in these islands, nor one more beloved of all people. But it chanced upon a time, while he was still in early manhood, that a grievous sorrow befell […]

My quondam friends, Flail, Trask, and Bisland, are no more; they are dead, and with them has gone out of existence as gross an imposition as the moral cowardice of man were capable of inventing, constructing, and practising. When Alice became my wife she knew that I was a lover and collector of books, but, […]

The Touch In The Heart

Story type: Literature

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Old Abel Dunklee was delighted, and so was old Abel’s wife, when little Abel came. For this coming they had waited many years. God had prospered them elsewise; this one supreme blessing only had been withheld. Yet Abel had never despaired. “I shall some time have a son,” said he. “I shall call him Abel. […]

The Holy Cross

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Whilst the noble Don Esclevador and his little band of venturesome followers explored the neighboring fastnesses in quest for gold, the Father Miguel tarried at the shrine which in sweet piety they had hewn out of the stubborn rock in that strangely desolate spot. Here, upon that serene August morning, the holy Father held communion […]

The Rose And The Thrush

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There was none other in the quiet valley so happy as the rose-tree,–none other so happy unless perchance it was the thrush who made his home in the linden yonder. The thrush loved the rose-tree’s daughter, and he was happy in thinking that some day she would be his bride. Now the rose-tree had many […]

The Fairies Of Pesth

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An old poet walked alone in a quiet valley. His heart was heavy, and the voices of Nature consoled him. His life had been a lonely and sad one. Many years ago a great grief fell upon him, and it took away all his joy and all his ambition. It was because he brooded over […]

There was a maiden named Liliokani whose father was a fisherman. But the maiden liked not her father’s employment, for she believed it to be an offence against Atua, the all-god, to deprive any animal of that life which Atua had breathed into it. And this was pleasing unto Atua, and he blessed Liliokani with […]

Franz Abt

Story type: Literature

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Many years ago a young composer was sitting in a garden. All around bloomed beautiful roses, and through the gentle evening air the swallows flitted, twittering cheerily. The young composer neither saw the roses nor heard the evening music of the swallows; his heart was full of sadness and his eyes were bent wearily upon […]

The Platonic Bassoon

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All who knew the beautiful and accomplished Aurora wondered why she did not marry. She had now reached the mature age of twenty-five years, and was in full possession of those charms which are estimated by all men as the choicest gifts a woman can possess. You must know that Aurora had a queenly person, […]

Methuselah

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The discussion now going on between our clergymen and certain unbelievers touching the question of Cain and his wife will surely result beneficially, for it will set everybody to reading his Bible more diligently. Still, the biography of Cain is one that we could never become particularly interested in; in short, of all the Old […]

The name was singularly appropriate, for assuredly Felice was the happiest of all four-footed creatures. Her nature was gentle; she was obedient, long-suffering, kind. She had known what it was to toil and to bear burdens; sometimes she had suffered from hunger and from thirst; and before she came into the possession of Jacques she […]

Death And The Soldier

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A soldier, who had won imperishable fame on the battlefields of his country, was confronted by a gaunt stranger, clad all in black and wearing an impenetrable mask. “Who are you that you dare to block my way?” demanded the soldier. Then the stranger drew aside his mask, and the soldier knew that he was […]

The Mother In Paradise

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A mother came to the gateway of Heaven. She was aged and weary. Her body was bowed and her face was wrinkled and withered, for her burden had been the burden of care and trouble and sorrow. So she was glad to be done with life and to seek at the gateway of Heaven the […]

Mr. And Mrs. Blossom

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The name we meant to call her was Annette, for that was a name I always liked. ‘Way back, before I got married, I made up my mind that if I ever had a daughter I should call her Annette. My intention was good enough, but circumstances of a peculiar nature led me to abandon […]

The clock was in ill humor; so was the vase. It was all on account of the little shoe that had been placed on the mantel-piece that day, and had done nothing but sigh dolorously all the afternoon and evening. “Look you here, neighbor,” quoth the clock, in petulant tones, “you are sadly mistaken if […]

Durin’ war times the gorillas hed torn up most uv the cypress ties an’ used ’em for kindlin’ an’ stove wood, an’ the result wuz that when the war wuz over there wuz n’t anythink left uv the Han’bul ‘nd St. Jo but the rollin’ stock ‘nd the two streaks uv rails from one end […]

Once there were four maidens who were the daughters of Talakoa, and they were so very beautiful that their fame spread through the universe. The oldest of these maidens was named Kaulualua, and it is of her that it is to tell this tale. One day while Kaulualua was combing her hair she saw a […]

The Plainfield boys always had the name of being smart, and I guess Lute Baker was just about the smartest boy the old town ever turned out. Well, he came by it naturally; Judge Baker was known all over western Massachusetts as the sage of Plainfield, and Lute’s mother–she was a Kellogg before the judge […]

At that time the camp was new. Most of what was called the valuable property was owned by an English syndicate, but there were many who had small claims scattered here and there on the mountainside, and Three-fingered Hoover and I were rightly reckoned among these others. The camp was new and rough to the […]

The Singer Mother

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Once, as Death walked the earth in search of some fair flower upon which he could breathe his icy breath, he met the graceful and pleasing spirit who is called Ambition. “Good morrow,” quoth Death, “let us journey a time together. Both of us are hale fellows; let us henceforth be travelling companions.” Now Ambition […]

The Two Wives

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In a certain city there were two wives named Gerda and Hulda. Although their homes adjoined, these wives were in very different social stations, for Gerda was the wife of a very proud and very rich man, while Hulda was the wife of a humble artisan. Gerda’s house was lofty and spacious and was adorned […]

An angel once asked the Father if he might leave heaven for a day and go down to earth to visit the flowers and birds and little children, for you must know that no other earthly things so much please the angels of heaven as do the flowers, the birds, and the little children. “Yes,” […]

The Child’s Letter

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Everybody was afraid of the old governor because he was so cross and surly. And one morning he was crosser and surlier than ever, because he had been troubled for several days with a matter which he had already decided, but which many people wished to have reversed. A man, found guilty of a crime, […]

The ‘Jinin’ Farms

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You see Bill an’ I wuz jest like brothers; wuz raised on ‘jinin’ farms: he wuz his folks’ only child, an’ I wuz my folks’ only one. So, nat’ril like, we growed up together, lovin’ an’ sympathizin’ with each other. What I knowed, I told Bill, an’ what Bill knowed, he told me, an’ what […]

The Story Of Xanthippe

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CHICAGO, ILL. TO THE EDITOR: I am in a great dilemma, and I come to you for counsel. I love and wish to marry a young carpenter who has been waiting on me for two years. My father wants me to marry a literary man fifteen years older than myself,–a very smart man I will […]

The day on which I was twelve years old my father said to me: “Samuel, walk down the lane with me to the pasture-lot; I want to show you something.” Never suspicioning anything, I trudged along with father, and what should I find in the pasture lot but the cunningest, prettiest, liveliest colt a boy […]

The Werewolf

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In the reign of Egbert the Saxon there dwelt in Britain a maiden named Yseult, who was beloved of all, both for her goodness and for her beauty. But, though many a youth came wooing her, she loved Harold only, and to him she plighted her troth. Among the other youth of whom Yseult was […]

A Marvellous Invention

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It is narrated, that, once upon a time, there lived a youth who required so much money for the gratification of his dissolute desires, that he was compelled to sell his library in order to secure funds. Thereupon, he despatched a letter to his venerable father, saying, “Rejoice with me, O father! for already am […]

A wonderful thing happened one night; those who never heard of it before will hardly believe it. Sweet-One-Darling was lying in her little cradle with her eyes wide open, and she was trying to make up her mind whether she should go to sleep or keep awake. This is often a hard matter for little […]

One time Sweet-One-Darling heard her brother, little Our-Golden-Son, talking with the nurse. The nurse was a very wise woman and they called her Good-Old-Soul, because she was so kind to children. Little Our-Golden-Son was very knowing for a little boy only two years old, but there were several things he did not know about and […]

George’s Birthday

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Lawrence seemed to be lost in meditation. He sat in a rude arm-chair under his favorite fig tree, and his eyes were fixed intently upon the road that wound away from the manor house, through the broad gate, and across the brown sward until it lost itself in the oak forest yonder. Had it been […]

There is a strange fascination about Herr Wagner’s musical drama of “Die Walkuere.” A great many people have supposed that Herr Sullivan’s opera of “Das Pinafore” was the most remarkable musical work extant, but we believe the mistake will become apparent as Herr Wagner’s masterpiece grows in years. We will not pretend to say that […]

The Works Of Sappho

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It would be hard to say whether Chicago society is more deeply interested in the circus which is exhibiting on the lake-front this week, than in the compilation of Sappho’s complete works just published in London, and but this week given to the trade in Chicago. As we understand it, Sappho and the circus had […]

WASHINGTON, D. C., Mai 3. M. LE REDACTEUR: D’apres votre article dans la “New-York Tribune,” copie du “Chicago News,” je me figure que les habitants de Chicago ayant grand besoin d’un systeme de prononciation francaise, je prends la liberte de vous envoyer par la malle-poste le No. 2 d’un ouvrage que je viens de publier; […]

There is a general belief that the mistake made by the managers of the symphony concert in Central Music Hall night before last was in not opening the concert with Beethoven’s “Eroica,” instead of making it the last number on the programme. We incline to the opinion, however, that, in putting the symphony last, the […]

Baked Beans And Culture

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The members of the Boston Commercial Club are charming gentlemen. They are now the guests of the Chicago Commercial Club, and are being shown every attention that our market affords. They are a fine-looking lot, well-dressed and well-mannered, with just enough whiskers to be impressive without being imposing. “This is a darned likely village,” said […]