Lom goes Home. 79

 

and the gardener, and the nest in the top
branch of the tree near the wall. He also
wanted very much to stay with his aunt and
cousins, and walk about all the streets of
London, and see everything—so he was both
glad and sorry at the same time. ‘The
day he started was cold. He put on his
Ulster while the others stood looking at
him. He did not mind going half so much
while he had to wear his Ulster; and when
he put his hands into his great warm pockets,
he felt almost altogether glad, and not a
bit sorry.

“T like you very much,” said he to his
cousins. “I know all your names quite well,
and which belongs to which, and how old you

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are.

“And I like you,” said litth May. “I
didn’t at first. I thought you weren't a nice
Cousin Tom.”

“That was because you were the baby,”
answered he, quickly. “ Never mind; I was
a baby once—I don't remember when—but it

was a long t time e ago.”

eo ee Oe we gS
. Lait teed pee Ue
eed : y Rat co te eth: QR EE A ae
pate pes TN pow. pate UR RUD IE ila ho Se gee
Se ea Bagg Pe ay ety ues BPR oe
PRE ag SPAN Sas“ Be a ite a OO ae
BAe a hes Ca poe we RN SE ET gS
oo Mn Soa " ae Ee
em e
2S he S

  

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