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A Modern Cinderella

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HOW IT WAS LOST Among green New England hills stood an ancient house, many-gabled, mossy-roofed, and quaintly built, but picturesque and pleasant to the eye; for a brook ran babbling through the orchard that encompassed it about, a garden-plot stretched upward to the whispering birches on the slope, and patriarchal elms stood sentinel upon the […]

The Blue and the Gray

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“DON’T bring him in here; every corner is full,” said the nurse, eying with dismay the gaunt figure lying on the stretcher in the doorway. “Where shall we put him, then? They can’t have him in either of the other wards on this floor. He’s ordered up here, and here he must stay, if he’s […]

Marjorie sat on the door-step, shelling peas, quite unconscious what a pretty picture she made, with the roses peeping at her through the lattice work of the porch, the wind playing hide-and-seek in her curly hair, while the sunshine with its silent magic changed her faded gingham to a golden gown, and shimmered on the […]

Here’s your breakfast, miss. I hope it’s right. Your mother showed me how to fix it, and said I’d find a cup up here.” “Take that blue one. I have not much appetite, and can’t eat if things are not nice and pretty. I like the flowers. I’ve been longing for some ever since I […]

HOW HE SHIPPED. A boy sat on a door-step in a despondent attitude, with his eyes fixed on a pair of very shabby shoes, and his elbows resting on his knees, as if to hide the big patches there. But it was not the fact that his toes were nearly out and his clothes dilapidated […]

A Jolly Fourth

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Door-step parties were the fashion that year, and it was while a dozen young folks sat chatting on Annie Hadwin’s steps in the twilight that they laid the plan which turned out such a grand success in the end. “For my part, I am glad we are to be put on a short allowance of […]

Two Little Travellers

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The first of these true histories is about Annie Percival,–a very dear and lovely child, whose journey interested many other children, and is still remembered with gratitude by those whom she visited on a far-off island. Annie was six when she sailed away to Fayal with her mother, grandmamma, and “little Aunt Ruth,” as she […]

Rosa’s Tale

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“Now, I believe every one has had a Christmas present and a good time. Nobody has been forgotten, not even the cat,” said Mrs. Ward to her daughter, as she looked at Pobbylinda, purring on the rug, with a new ribbon round her neck and the remains of a chicken bone between her paws. It […]

Seven Black Cats

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They all came uninvited, they all led eventful lives, and all died tragical deaths; so out of the long list of cats whom I have loved and lost, these seven are the most interesting and memorable. I have no prejudice against color, but it so happened that our pussies were usually gray or maltese. One […]

A Bright Idea

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“No answer to my advertisement, mamma, and I must sit with idle hands for another day,” said Clara with a despondent sigh, as the postman passed the door. “You needn’t do that, child, when I’m suffering for a new cap, and no one can suit me so well as you, if you have the spirits […]

Lunch

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“Sister Jerusha, it really does wear upon me to see those dear boys eat such bad pies and stuff day after day when they ought to have good wholesome things for lunch. I actually ache to go and give each one of ’em a nice piece of bread-and-butter or one of our big cookies,” said […]

How They Camped Out

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“It looks so much like snow I think it would be wiser to put off your sleighing party, Gwen,” said Mrs. Arnold, looking anxiously out at the heavy sky and streets still drifted by the last winter storm. “Not before night, mamma; we don’t mind its being cloudy, we like it, because the sun makes […]

What A Shovel Did

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As my friend stood by the window, watching the “soft falling snow,” I saw him smile,–a thoughtful yet a very happy smile, and, anxious to know what brought it, I asked,– “What do you see out there?” “Myself,” was the answer that made me stare in surprise, as I joined him and looked curiously into […]

My Little School Girl

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The first time that I saw her was one autumn morning as I rode to town in a horse-car. It was early, and my only fellow-passenger was a crusty old gentleman, who sat in a corner, reading his paper; so when the car stopped, I glanced out to see who came next, hoping it would […]

Clams, a Ghost Story

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“I haven’t a room in the house, ma’am, but if you don’t mind going down to the cottage, and coming up here to your meals, I can accommodate you, and would be glad to,” said Mrs. Grant, in answer to my demand for board. “Where is the cottage?” and I looked about me, feeling ready […]

Miss Ellen was making a new pincushion, and a very pretty one it promised to be, for she had much taste, and spent half her time embroidering chair-covers, crocheting tidies, and all sorts of dainty trifles. Her room was full of them; and she often declared that she did wish some one would invent a […]

Kitty’s Cattle Show

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Little Kitty was an orphan, and she lived in the poor-house, where she ran errands, tended babies, and was everybody’s servant. A droll, happy-hearted child, who did her best to be good, and was never tired of hoping that something pleasant would happen. She had often heard of Cattle Shows, but had never been to […]

Sixty years ago, up among the New Hampshire hills, lived Farmer Bassett, with a house full of sturdy sons and daughters growing up about him. They were poor in money, but rich in land and love, for the wide acres of wood, corn, and pasture land fed, warmed, and clothed the flock, while mutual patience, […]

How It All Happened

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It was a small room, with nothing in it but a bed, two chairs, and a big chest. A few little gowns hung on the wall, and the only picture was the wintry sky, sparkling with stars, framed by the uncurtained window. But the moon, pausing to peep, saw something pretty and heard something pleasant. […]

Shadow Children

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Ned, Polly, and Will sat on the steps one sun-shiny morning, doing nothing, except wish they had something pleasant to do. “Something new, something never heard of before,–wouldn’t that be jolly?” said Ned, with a great yawn. “It must be an amusing play, and one that we don’t get tired of very soon,” added Polly […]

Morning Glories

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“What’s that?”–and Daisy sat up in her little bed to listen; for she had never heard a sound like it before. It was very early, and the house was still. The sun was just rising, and the morning-glories at the window were turning their blue and purple cups to catch the welcome light. The sky […]

Mr. Plum lived in St. Paul, Minnesota, U.S.A. There were six little Plums, all girls, varying in ages from fourteen to seven, and named Kate, Lucy, Susy, Lizzy, Marjory and Maggie. There was no mamma, but Mrs. Gibbs, the housekeeper, was a kind old soul, and papa did everything he could to make the small […]

What The Swallows Did

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A man lay on a pile of new-made hay, in a great barn, looking up at the swallows who darted and twittered above him. He envied the cheerful little creatures; for he wasn’t a happy man, though he had many friends, much money, and the beautiful gift of writing songs that everybody loved to sing. […]

Poppy’s Pranks

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She wasn’t a wilfully naughty child, this harum-scarum Poppy, but very thoughtless and very curious. She wanted to see every thing, do every thing, and go every where: she feared nothing, and so was continually getting into scrapes. Her pranks began early; for, when she was about four, her mamma one day gave her a […]

A Strange Island

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One day I lay rocking in my boat, reading a very famous book, which all children know and love; and the name of which I’ll tell you by and by. So busily was I reading, that I never minded the tide; and presently discovered that I was floating out to sea, with neither sail nor […]

The Whale’s Story

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Freddy sat thinking on the seat under the trees. It was a wide, white seat, about four feet long, sloping from the sides to the middle, something like a swing; and was not only comfortable but curious, for it was made of a whale’s bone. Freddy often sat there, and thought about it for he […]

Little Gulliver

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Up in the light-house tower lived Davy, with Old Dan the keeper. Most little boys would have found it very lonely; but Davy had three friends, and was as happy as the day was long. One of Davy’s friends was the great lamp, which was lighted at sunset, and burnt all night, to guide the […]

Fancy’s Friend

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It was a wagon, shaped like a great square basket, on low wheels, and drawn by a stout donkey. There was one seat, on which Miss Fairbairn the governess sat; and all round her, leaning over the edge of the basket, were children, with little wooden shovels and baskets in their hands, going down to […]

My Boys

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Feeling that I have been unusually fortunate in my knowledge of a choice and pleasing variety of this least appreciated portion of the human race, I have a fancy to record some of my experiences, hoping that it may awaken an interest in other minds, and cause other people to cultivate the delightful, but too […]

Buzz

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I live high up in a city house all alone. My room is a cosy little place, though there is nothing very splendid in it,–only my pictures and books, my flowers and my little friend. When I began to live there, I was very busy and therefore very happy; but by-and-by, when my hurry was […]

Tessa’s Surprises

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I. Little Tessa sat alone by the fire, waiting for her father to come home from work. The children were fast asleep, all four in the big bed behind the curtain; the wind blew hard outside, and the snow beat on the window-panes; the room was large, and the fire so small and feeble that […]

There never was a prouder mamma than Madam Cluck when she led forth her family of eight downy little chicks. Chanticleer, Strut, Snowball, Speckle, Peep, Peck, Downy, and Blot were their names; and no sooner were they out of the shell than they began to chirp and scratch as gaily as if the big world […]

Dandelion

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Down by the sea lived Ben the fisherman, with his wife, and little son, who was called Dandelion, because he wore yellow pinafores, and had curly, yellow hair, that covered his head with a golden fuzz. A very happy family, for Ben was kind and industrious, Hetty, his wife, a cheerful, busy creature, and Dandelion […]

The Children’s Joke

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‘”You can’t do this” and “you mustn’t do that,” from morning to night. Try it yourself and see how you’d like it,’ muttered Harry, as he flung down his hat in sulky obedience to his father’s command to give up a swim in the river and keep himself cool with a book that warm summer […]

My little gentleman

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No one would have thought of calling him so, this ragged, barefooted, freckle-faced Jack, who spent his days carrying market-baskets for the butcher, or clean clothes for Mrs. Quinn, selling chips, or grubbing in the ash-heaps for cinders. But he was honestly earning his living, doing his duty as well as he knew how, and […]

Tilly’s Christmas

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‘I’m so glad to-morrow is Christmas, because I’m going to have lots of presents.’ ‘So am I glad, though I don’t expect any presents but a pair of mittens.’ ‘And so am I; but I shan’t have any presents at all.’ As the three little girls trudged home from school they said these things, and […]

A Curious Call

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I have often wondered what the various statues standing about the city think of all day, and what criticisms they would make upon us and our doings, if they could speak. I frequently stop and stare at them, wondering if they don’t feel lonely; if they wouldn’t be glad of a nod as we go […]

Little Marie of Lehon

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‘Here comes our pretty little girl,’ I said to Kate, as we sat resting on the seat beside the footpath that leads from Dinan on the hill to Lehon in the valley. Yes, there she was, trotting toward us in her round cap, blue woollen gown, white apron, and wooden shoes. On her head was […]

Back windows

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As I sit working at my back window, I look out on a long row of other people’s back windows; and it is quite impossible for me to help seeing and being interested in my neighbours. There are a good many children in those houses; and though I don’t know one of their names, I […]

Being alone in London, yet wishing to celebrate the day, I decided to pay my respects to the lions at the Zoological Gardens. A lovely place it was, and I enjoyed myself immensely; for May-day in England is just what it should be, mild, sunny, flowery, and spring-like. As I walked along the well-kept paths, […]

Patty’s Patchwork

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‘I perfectly hate it! and something dreadful ought to be done to the woman who invented it,’ said Patty, in a pet, sending a shower of gay pieces flying over the carpet as if a small whirlwind and a rainbow had got into a quarrel. Puss did not agree with Patty, for, after a surprised […]

Our Little Newsboy

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Hurrying to catch a certain car at a certain corner late one stormy night, I was suddenly arrested by the sight of a queer-looking bundle lying in a door-way. ‘Bless my heart, it’s a child! O John! I’m afraid he’s frozen!’ I exclaimed to my brother, as we both bent over the bundle. Such a […]

A STORY FOR YOUNG AMERICA. FIVE and twenty ladies, all in a row, sat on one side of the hall, looking very much as if they felt like the little old woman who fell asleep on the king’s highway and awoke with abbreviated drapery, for they were all arrayed in gray tunics and Turkish continuations, […]

UP the dark stairs that led to his poor home strode a gloomy-faced young man with despair in his heart and these words on his lips:– “I will struggle and suffer no longer; my last hope has failed, and life, become a burden, I will rid myself of at once.” As he muttered his stern […]

The Death of John

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This is not a tale, but a true history.–ED. FROM “HOSPITAL SKETCHES.” HARDLY was I settled again, when the inevitable bowl appeared, and its bearer delivered a message I had expected, yet dreaded to receive:– “John is going, ma’am, and wants to see you, if you can come.” “The moment this boy is asleep; tell […]

Chapter I To and fro, like a wild creature in its cage, paced that handsome woman, with bent head, locked hands, and restless steps. Some mental storm, swift and sudden as a tempest of the tropics, had swept over her and left its marks behind. As if in anger at the beauty now proved powerless, […]

Chapter I THE PROPHECY Trevlyn lands and Trevlyn gold, Heir nor heiress e’er shall hold, Undisturbed, till, spite of rust, Truth is found in Trevlyn dust. “This is the third time I’ve found you poring over that old rhyme. What is the charm, Richard? Not its poetry I fancy.” And the young wife laid a […]

May Flowers

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Being Boston girls, of course they got up a club for mental improvement, and, as they were all descendants of the Pilgrim Fathers, they called it the Mayflower Club. A very good name, and the six young girls who were members of it made a very pretty posy when they met together, once a week, […]

“IT can’t be done! So I may as well give it I up and get a new pair. I long for them, but I’m afraid my nice little plan for Laura will be spoilt,” said Jessie Delano to herself, as she shook her head over a pair of small, dilapidated slippers almost past mending. While […]

Pansies

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They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.–SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. “I’VE finished my book, and now what CAN I do till this tiresome rain is over?” exclaimed Carrie, as she lay back on the couch with a yawn of weariness. “Take another and a better book; the house is full of them, and […]

Water-Lilies

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A PARTY of people, young and old, sat on the piazza of a seaside hotel one summer morning, discussing plans for the day as they waited for the mail. “Hullo! here comes Christie Johnstone,” exclaimed one of the young men perched on the railing, who was poisoning the fresh air with the sickly scent of […]

Poppies and Wheat

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AS the great steamer swung round into the stream the cloud of white handkerchiefs waving on the wharf melted away, the last good-byes grew fainter, and those who went and those who stayed felt that the parting was over,– “It may be for years, and it may be forever,” as the song says. With only […]

Little Button-Rose

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“If you please, I’ve come,” said a small girl, as she walked into a large room where three ladies sat at work. One of the ladies was very thin, one very stout, and the youngest very pretty. The eldest put on her glasses, the stout one dropped her sewing, and the pretty one exclaimed,– “Why, […]

Nelly’s Hospital

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Nelly sat beside her mother picking lint; but while her fingers flew, her eyes often looked wistfully out into the meadow, golden with buttercups, and bright with sunshine. Presently she said, rather bashfully, but very earnestly, “Mamma, I want to tell you a little plan I’ve made, if you’ll please not laugh.” I think I […]

The Brothers

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Doctor Franck came in as I sat sewing up the rents in an old shirt, that Tom might go tidily to his grave. New shirts were needed for the living, and there was no wife or mother to “dress him handsome when he went to meet the Lord,” as one woman said, describing the fine […]

Debby’s Debut

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On a cheery June day Mrs. Penelope Carroll and her niece Debby Wilder, were whizzing along on their way to a certain gay watering-place, both in the best of humors with each other and all the world beside. Aunt Pen was concocting sundry mild romances, and laying harmless plots for the pursuance of her favorite […]

“All is fair in love and war.” I HOW THEY WERE FOUND “What a long sigh! Are you tired, Amy?” “Yes, and disappointed as well. I never would have undertaken this journey if I had not thought it would be full of novelty, romance, and charming adventures.” “Well, we have had several adventures.” “Bah! losing […]

The Piggy Girl

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“I won’t be washed! I won’t be washed!” screamed little Betty, kicking and slapping the maid who undressed her one night. “You’d better go and live with the pigs, dirty child,” said Maria, scrubbing away at two very grubby hands. “I wish I could! I love to be dirty,–I will be dirty!” roared Betty, throwing […]

A Hole In The Wall

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PART I. If any one had asked Johnny Morris who were his best friends, he would have answered,– “The sun and the wind, next to mother.” Johnny lived in a little court that led off from one of the busiest streets in the city,–a noisy street, where horse-car bells tinkled and omnibuses rumbled all day […]

The Fairy Box

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“I wish I had a magic bracelet like Rosamond’s, that would prick me when I was going to do wrong,” said little May, as she put down the story she had been reading. There was no one else in the room, but she heard a sweet voice sing these words close to her ear:– “Now […]

How They Ran Away

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Two little boys sat on the fence whittling arrows one fine day. Said one little boy to the other little boy,– “Let’s do something jolly.” “All right. What will we do?” “Run off to the woods and be hunters.” “What can we hunt?” “Bears and foxes” “Mullin says there ain’t any round here.” “Well, we […]

Cockyloo

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In the barnyard a gray hen sat on her nest, feeling very happy because it was time for her eggs to hatch, and she hoped to have a fine brood of chickens. Presently crack, crack, went the shells, “Peep, peep!” cried the chicks; “Cluck, cluck!” called the hen; and out came ten downy little things […]

Rosy’s Journey

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Rosy was a nice little girl who lived with her mother in a small house in the woods. They were very poor, for the father had gone away to dig gold, and did not come back; so they had to work hard to get food to eat and clothes to wear. The mother spun yarn […]

The Skipping Shoes

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Once there was a little girl, named Kitty, who never wanted to do what people asked her. She said “I won’t” and “I can’t,” and did not run at once pleasantly, as obliging children do. One day her mother gave her a pair of new shoes; and after a fuss about putting them on, Kitty […]

Naughty Jocko

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“A music-man! a music-man! Run quick, and see if he has got a monkey on his organ,” cried little Neddy, running to the window in a great hurry one day. Yes; there was the monkey in his blue and red suit, with a funny little cap, and the long tail trailing behind. But he didn’t […]

The Candy Country

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“I shall take mamma’s red sun-umbrella, it is so warm, and none of the children at school will have one like it,” said Lily, one day, as she went through the hall. “The wind is very high; I’m afraid you’ll be blown away if you carry that big thing,” called Nurse from the window, as […]

[Written in 1867.] “Bells ring others to church, but go not in themselves.” No one saw the spirits of the bells up there in the old steeple at midnight on Christmas Eve. Six quaint figures, each wrapped in a shadowy cloak and wearing a bell-shaped cap. All were gray-headed, for they were among the oldest […]

My Red Cap

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“He who serves well need not fear to ask his wages.” I It was under a blue cap that I first saw the honest face of Joe Collins. In the third year of the late war a Maine regiment was passing through Boston, on its way to Washington. The Common was all alive with troops […]

On Picket Duty

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“Better late than never.” “What air you thinkin’ of, Phil?” “My wife, Dick.” “So was I! Ain’t it odd how fellers fall to thinkin’ of thar little women, when they get a quiet spell like this?” “Fortunate for us that we do get it, and have such memories to keep us brave and honest through […]

Psyche’s Art

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“Handsome is that handsome does.” I Once upon a time there raged in a certain city one of those fashionable epidemics which occasionally attack our youthful population. It wasn’t the music mania, nor gymnastic convulsions, nor that wide-spread malady, croquet. Neither was it one of the new dances which, like a tarantula-bite, set every one […]

Aunt Kipp

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“Children and fools speak the truth.” I “What’s that sigh for, Polly dear?” “I’m tired, mother, tired of working and waiting. If I’m ever going to have any fun, I want it now while I can enjoy it.” “You shouldn’t wait another hour if I could have my way; but you know how helpless I […]

Kitty’s Class Day

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“A stitch in time saves nine.” “O Pris, Pris, I’m really going! Here’s the invitation–rough paper–Chapel–spreads–Lyceum Hall–everything splendid; and Jack to take care of me!” As Kitty burst into the room and performed a rapturous pas seul, waving the cards over her head, sister Priscilla looked up from her work with a smile of satisfaction […]

The mules were my especial delight; and an hour’s study of a constant succession of them introduced me to many of their characteristics: for six of these odd little beasts drew each army wagon and went hopping like frogs through the stream of mud that gently rolled along the street. The coquettish mule had small […]

A little grey curl from my father’s headI find unburned on the hearth,And give it a place in my diary here,With a feeling half sadness, half mirth.For the long white locks are our special pride,Though he smiles at his daughter’s praise;But, oh, they have grown each year more thin,Till they are now but a silvery […]

A. B. A.

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Lines Written by Louisa M. Alcott to Her Father Like Bunyan’s pilgrim with his pack,Forth went the dreaming youthTo seek, to find, and make his ownWisdom, virtue, and truth.Life was his book, and patientlyHe studied each hard page;By turns reformer, outcast, priest,Philosopher and sage. Christ was his Master, and he madeHis life a gospel sweet;Plato […]

To Papa

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In high Olympus’ sacred shadeA gift Minerva wroughtFor her beloved philosopherImmersed in deepest thought. A shield to guard his aged breastWith its enchanted meshWhen he his nectar and ambrosia tookTo strengthen and refresh. Long may he live to use the lifeThe hidden goddess gave,To keep unspotted to the endThe gentle, just, and brave. December, 1887.

The Flower’s Story

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Marion had been ill, and was still so weak that she had to lie on her bed many hours each day trying to sleep and rest. One winter afternoon when the snow fell quietly outside and the room was very still, with Nurse dozing in her chair, the kitten purring on the rug, and nothing […]

Little Bud

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“The naughty cuckoo has been here while we were gone, and left this great blue egg among our little white ones,” said the linnet to her mate as they came back from their breakfast one day and found the nest full. “It is not a cuckoo’s egg, my dear,” answered the father bird, shaking his […]

Mermaids

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“I wish I were a sea-gull or a fish or a mermaid; then I could swim as much as I like, and not have to stay on this stupid dry land all day,” said Nelly, as she sat frowning and punching holes in the sand one summer morning, while the waves came murmuring up on […]

She was not a real Brownie, but a little girl named Betty, who lived with her father in a cottage near a great forest. They were poor; so Betty always wore a brown frock, a big brown hat, and, being out in the sun a great deal, her face was as brown as a berry, […]

Queen Aster

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For many seasons the Golden-rods had reigned over the meadow, and no one thought of choosing a king from any other family, for they were strong and handsome, and loved to rule. But one autumn something happened which caused great excitement among the flowers. It was proposed to have a queen, and such a thing […]

The Fairy Spring

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One summer morning a party of little wood-people were talking together about something which interested them very much. The fruit-fairy was eating her breakfast as she swung on a long spray of the raspberry-vines that waved in the wind; a blue-bird was taking his bath in the pool below, looking as if a bit of […]

Once upon a time there was a very wise old spirit called Mother Nature, who lived in a beautiful place, and had a large family of children, whom she found it rather hard to manage. When they obeyed her, all went well; but when they played pranks or quarrelled, everything was in confusion, and all […]

A little girl lay on the grass down by the brook wondering what the brown water said as it went babbling over the stones. As she listened she heard another kind of music that seemed to come nearer and nearer, till round the corner floated a beautiful boat filled with elves, who danced on the […]

Down in the deep sea lived Ripple, a happy little water sprite. She lived in a palace of red coral, with gardens of sea-flowers all round it, the waves like a blue sky above it, and white sand full of jewels for its floor. Ripple and her mates had gay times playing with the sea-urchins, […]

Once upon a time two little fairies went out into the world to seek their fortune. Thistledown wore a green suit, a purple cloak, a gay feather in his cap, and was as handsome an elf as one could wish to see. But he was not loved in Fairyland; for, like the flower whose name […]

The Queen sat upon her throne, and all the fairies from the four kingdoms were gathered for a grand council. A very important question was to be decided, and the bravest, wisest elves were met to see what could be done. The Frost King made war upon the flowers; and it was a great grief […]

“I’m so tired of Christmas I wish there never would be another one!” exclaimed a discontented-looking little girl, as she sat idly watching her mother arrange a pile of gifts two days before they were to be given. “Why, Effie, what a dreadful thing to say! You are as bad as old Scrooge; and I’m […]

A Country Christmas

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“A handful of good life is worth a bushel of learning.” “Dear Emily,–I have a brilliant idea, and at once hasten to share it with you. Three weeks ago I came up here to the wilds of Vermont to visit my old aunt, also to get a little quiet and distance in which to survey […]