MY PRETTY SCRAP-BOOK.

“* Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross.’ You will be thinking that I have a
variety of pictures in my Scrap-book; and so J have.”
 

 

 

MY PRETTY SCRAP-BOOK;

OR,

PICTURE PAGES AND PLEASANT STORIES
FOR LITTLE READERS.

BY

Mrs. GEORGE CUPPLES,

AUTHOR OF ‘‘BERTHA MARCHMONT,” “ THE STORY OF OUR
DOLL,” ““GRANDPAPA’S PRESENTS,” ETC.

 

LONDON:
T. NELSON AND SONS, PATERNOSTER ROW;
EDINBURGH; AND NEW YORK.

1876.

 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
G ontents.

My Pretty Scrap-Book,
Funny Uncle Toby,
Naughty Judy,

The Little Gleaner,
Caught in the Rain,

In the Bay of Biscay,
A Frightened King,
The Ruined Tower,
Watching Crabs,

“Up in a Balloon, Boys,”
Our Pretty Baby,
Among the Mountains,
Generous Tommy,
“Wold Firm, Please,”
Hunting Kangaroos,
Naughty Fox,

In the Vineyards,

The Life-Boat,

Master Crosspatch,

At the Clear Spring,
Forsaken Dollie,
vi CONTENTS.

The Good-Natured Falcon,
Meddlesome Matty,

Gardening,

A Man Overboard, ae

Miss Dollie’s Village, .. 5G 2
The Sly King, fe Ne

A Highland Soldier, .. Se

A Poor Little Orphan,

Two Wild Parrots, = ae oe
Mamma and Baby, us as os
Pearl-Fishers, ie ee ae
Mrs. Taffy, .. a oe

A Christmas Tree,

Shooting the Rapids,

Funchal, ae es we
Fallen from the Rocks,

Little Mary, ze
At the Fair, .. aS ee
Preparing for Battle,

A Terrible Accident,

Loving Sisters, ae ae
“The Dog Ran Away with the Spoon,”
Down Comes Poor Doggie,
“What's the Matter?”

The Barn Yard,

Good News,

Bird-Nesting,

The Brave Little Rat,

A Chinese Family,

Dame Hubbard,

Turning the Spinning- Wheel,

The Alps,

Lost in the Snow,

Our Baby, : =

The Ewe and the Lamb,

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CONTENTS.

A Nice Secret, a = oe
Pity the Blind,

Homeward Bound,

Dr. Black’s Patient,

Cape Horn,

The Happy Shepherd-Boy,
A New Zealand Chief, ..
A Snake! A Snake!
Dancing the Polka,

A Frail Bridge,

Watching the Hay-makers,
Remember the Poor,

A French Tea-Garden,
Out for a Ramble,
Entertaining a Visitor,

A Wreck at Sea,

A Practical Joke,

On Board a Steamer,

The Threshing-Floor,
Poor Little Johnnie,

Move on! Move on!

The Friendly Islands,
Pretty Cockatoo,

Naughty Mary,

The Active Little Squirrel,
A Nautilus,

American Slaves,

Tahiti,

On Board a Steamer,

A Young Robber,

The Squire in his Garden,
Walking with Papa,

Julia Mayton,
Grandpapa’s Present,

A Tahitian Dancer,

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Mamma and Baby,
Learning to Read,
Anglers,

Turkeys to Sell,

Out on the Lake,
Riding on a Goat,
Pretty Miss Maud,
The Little Invalid,
Leaving Home,

In the Pacific Ocean,
Out in the Woods,
Sulky Jessie,

Mary and her Pets,
Helping Mother,
Fire! Fire!

On the Ice,

The Glass Shade,

The Trappers’ Return,
Dear Old Grandmamma,
A Sad Parting,

The Best of Friends Must Part,

 

CONTENTS.
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10 FUNNY UNCLE TOBY.

 

Ha: ha! ha! do wait till I hold my sides!
What a funny fellow! Are they pulling out his
teeth, or his tongue? It is a shame to tickle his
poor nose all the time, and to play such pranks
with his fine wig. But he is watching, slyly, to
catch one between his finger and thumb.
NAUGHTY JUDY. 11

 

Ou, how naughty of Judy, to take advantage of
her ‘mistress being asleep. She is trying on some
of Miss Eva's fine clothes ; and see, she has found
her best fan, and as it has a neat little looking-
glass in the handle, she can see her black face in
it. What a start she would get if her mistress
were to open her eyes suddenly! But cunning
Judy knows that as long as the heat is so great,
Miss Eva will sleep on; that is to say, if a mos-
quito do not alight on her cheek.
12 THE LITTLE GLEANER.

 

HERE is a scene in our own country,—a little
girl gleaning. It is a very warm day, too ; but no
doubt her parents are poor, and she is forced to
work, no matter how warm itis. She must be well
known to the reapers; for few people are allowed
to glean till after the corn has been all housed.
CAUGHT IN THE RAIN. 13

 

 

No wonder they are in a hurry. The rain is
coming down very fast; and the clouds are so
black, they are afraid there may be thunder. I
rather think they must have heard one distant
peal already, they look so frightened—especially
the boy. Theirs is certainly a very funny umbrella:
but not a bad way to do if you are caught in a
shower, and wish to save your fine feathers, if you
have any. Perhaps the little boy has put his cap
into his pocket, because he hasn’t got one on his
head. But I can’t help wishing he had been on the
outside, so that his sister might have been more
sheltered. He should have been more polite.
14 IN THE BAY OF BISCAY.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You will be thinking already that I have a variety
of pictures in my Scrap-Book; and so I have. Here
is one of a ship in the Bay of Biscay. It is a
fine ship, and it is doing its best to make its way
through the heavy sea. I fear there has been a
wreck, for you see there is a piece of a mast stand-
ing out of the water, and a barrel and a hen-coop
floating beside it. If the people see it from the
ship, it must make them shudder.
A FRIGHTENED KING. 16

 

“Ripe a cock-horse to Banbury Cross.” The idea
of a king being afraid! Justlook at him! Would
you be afraid if you had a rocking-horse like this,
with such a splendid tail, too? No, of course
not. <A king ought never to be frightened at any-
thing, especially when he has his crown on, and
his pig-tail tied up so nicely. The horse seems
to be quite ashamed of him.
1 THE RUINED TOWER.

 

I HAVE put this picture in that you may make a
drawing of it. It would be a nice present to
give to mamma, you know, especially if you
coloured it. If you do, I hope you will be par-
ticular with the cow, she is such a sleek, pretty,

dun-coloured one.
(446)
WATCHING CRABS. 17

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OuT at the sea-side! Here are two young folk out
on the rocks looking for shells and sea-weeds.
The girl must be lame, for you can see she
has a crutch with her. That must be her brother ;
and I feel sure she loves him very much in-
deed, for see how she is laying her hand on his
head. I am certain he helps her very tenderly
over the rough and wet places; very likely he
carries her on his back. I do hope they notice
that the tide is rising, because it would be a sad
thing for them to be caught by the water. They
do look rather sleepy about it, and are too intent
upon watching a funny crab.

(446) 9

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18 ‘UP IN A BALLOON, BOYS.”

 

“Up in a balloon, boys, up in a balloon!” Well,
I don’t think it has been the donkey’s fault that
he is here; and he looks very much as if he were
saying, ‘I’m quite willing to gallop along, but I
should just very much like to know where I’m to
gallop to; and as for the clouds, no doubt they
are very pretty in their way, but how can I eat
them? Td much rather have an old stunted
thistle—I really should indeed.” It would serve
the rider right if the donkey were to jump out of
the-balloon. JI don’t think he’d be so merry then
with his “ Gee up, Teddy!”
OUR PRETTY BABY. 19

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now, I do call this a pretty picture. Here is an
honest farmer’s-man. He has come home from
his hard day’s work in the fields; and, after
his supper, he takes his seat by the door to play
with his baby.
20 AMONG THE MOUNTAINS,

 

HERE is a picture of a lake among the mountains,

and a very pretty place it seems to be. How
nice it would be to have a sail in that little boat!
The wind is sending it along in fine style. I
think you would rather be there than among the
people who are toiling up the steep mountain-path
with the baskets on their backs.” Yet I must
say the girls seem content and happy, even
though their work is hard and humble.
GENEROUS TOMMY. 21

 

AH, here is a generous fellow. That is what you
do, isn’t it, when anything nice has been given to
you? What large pieces he is cutting off, too!
I hope he will have enough of cake left to go over
them all and leave a portion for himself. No
wonder his companions are waving their caps and
shouting “ Hurrah !”
22 ‘HOLD FIRM, PLEASE.”

 

THEY have got a pretty pair of pigeons in that
basket, I feel certain. Mary is taking very great
care of the cage, holding it as firmly as she pos-
sibly can till Henry gets down from among the
rafters of the shed.
HUNTING KANGAROOS. 23

 

Wuat funny animals! Yes; they are kangaroos.
ry. 3 y 8

Do you notice that their fore feet are much shorter
than their hind ones? Poor things, they cannot
run like the dog. And yet they are not to be
pitied exactly, because they can jump ever so far,
and by this means they get along at a great
speed. The mamma kangaroo has a pouch, and
she puts her little young one into it, and jumps
away with it hidden quite snugly.
24 NAUGHTY FOX.

 

HERE is rather a sad picture. Two poor men
have been wrecked on a desert island. They
have managed, however, to put up a tent, and to
hoist an old tattered flag for a signal to passing
vessels. They have certainly been making the
most of it, and trying to be as content as pos-
sible; but when they were least expecting it, a
sly fox comes stealing along and runs off with the
only chicken they were able to save. It is really
too bad of Reynard, for he might have been con-
tent with the sea-birds. Oh, but look! one of
the men is getting ready his gun, and I rather
think that the sly fox will be shot.
IN THE VINEYARDS. 25

 

Wuat lovely ripe grapes! These young folk are
carrying them away to make wine of them, It
is rather a pity to think the great presses will
squeeze them into a mash; but then we couldn't
get any wine to drink if they weren’t squeezed.
The girls don’t seem to be eating any of them;
but perhaps they have been told not to do so.
20 THE LIFE-BOAT.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HERE has been a wreck in real earnest; but the
crew seem to have been all saved by the gallant
life-boat. One might think, to look at the heaving
sea, that the poor boat would never be able to
reach the ship. The man on board is doing his
best to direct them, by pointing out how to
steer; and he has a rope ready to fling to them.
MASTER CROSSPATCH. 27

 

Now, did you ever see such a sulky face? It is
quite shocking! I think we ought to call him
Master Crosspatch. He surely must be the very
husband of Crosspatch, to whom we say, “ Draw
the latch, sit at your door and spin;” and whom we
advise to “ Take a cup, and drink it up, and call
your neighbours in!” If poor Crosspatch’s hus-
band is like this, perhaps that is why she cannot
be so kind as she would like, and why her
temper has been soured; for I am sure such a face
is quite enough to turn the sweetest cream into a
curd,
28 AT THE CLEAR SPRING.

 

Ou, how pretty and how cool the water is! The
dog is thinking so, at any rate, and is cooling his
hot tongue in the clear stream. He would like
to get into it altogether, I daresay, but it is not
deep enough. His mistress is pouring all the
water out again; perhaps because she fancies her
dog’s tongue has dirtied it. Well, it certainly
would have been better if he had gone to the
other side; only he couldn’t know, being a dog.
FORSAKEN DOLLIE. 29

 

How do you like this picture? These girls seem
to be enjoying themselves very much indeed. Not
all of them, though ; for poor Miss Dollie is sitting
all alone, no one taking any notice of her, and so
she feels very lonely indeed. Poor Dollie! what
does she care for the fine new fairy-tale book, or
the story Clara is reading aloud ?
30 THE GOOD-NATURED FALCON.

 

THIS is a falcon, and he seems to be a very tame
one. That is the falconer’s little daughter, and
she is talking to the great bird. He appears to
be listening very attentively to what she is
saying. What can she be saying? Perhaps she
is asking him not to touch any of her pet birds;
because she has ever so many robins and wrens
and finches she likes to feed every morning ; and
she is asking the falcon not to do them any harm.
I don’t think she has much to fear ; he seems to
be such a good-natured bird. I only hope the
boys in the village will be half as kind.
MEDDLESOME MATTY. 31

 

Ou, fie, fie for shame, Miss Meddlesome Matty!
We all know you the moment we see you; and we
know about how you “lift the tea-pot lid, to peep
at what is in it,’ the moment your grandmother
turns her back. Ah! you often get into disgrace
with your naughty tricks.
32 GARDENING.

 

ARE you fond of gardening? If so, you will

like to see this picture in my Scrap-Book. See
how very industrious the little girl and boy are ;
and how attentive they are to the wants of the
flowers, watering them after the sun is down.
A NARROW ESCAPE. 33

 

 

 

 

Ou dear! what is this? A poor man has been
bathing, and here is a great shark trying to
swallow him. Oh, what a good thing his com-
panions were close at hand, and that they are so
brave! See! one of them is striking his long
spear right into the shark’s back; while another
has got hold of their poor ship-mate, and is drag-
ging him out of the shark’s very mouth! The
man must be very much hurt. If he has any

children, how sorry they will be to hear of it,
(446) 3
B4 MISS DOLLIE’S VILLAGE.

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Au! I thought you would all like to see this.
Here is a whole doll-village, church and all.
Perhaps the boys don’t care about seeing it; but
then we must always be polite, and put in pic-
tures to suit the girls Well, I am sure the dolls
who own all these fine houses must be very
happy dolls indeed; and the little girl who owns
the dolls, and, of course, the houses and the trees
and the church into the bargain, must be the
very happiest little girl in the world. She surely
never cries, and is always good, and is a pattern
to all her friends. Shouldn’t you like to know
her, and be invited, along with your own dolls,
to pay her a visit?
THE SLY KING. 35

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I suppose the boys will like this one better.
Here is the king once more, so glad to find him-
self on a chair instead of on horseback. He is
telling the master of the doll-house all about it,
and of how nobly he rode the animal, though it
tried its best to throw him off Oh, what a sly
fellow! when we know what a coward he really is.
The doll, who is the master of the doll-house,
_ seems to be listening most attentively, and is glad
to hear that the king has made such a lucky escape.
36 A HIGHLAND SOLDIER.

 

HERE is the picture of a Highland soldier. He
is bidding farewell to his wife and little baby,
because he is going away to the wars. No wonder
his wife is sorry, for she may never see him again.
A POOR LITTLE ORPHAN. 37

 

 

 

 

 

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HERE is a picture of a little girl whose mother is
a widow. She is looking round at the other
children, and longing to be allowed to join them
in their sports; but her mother is so sad that she
can think of nothing else but her sorrow. Poor
little orphan girl.
38 TWO WILD PARROTS.

 

HERE are a pair of parrots. ‘They are out in the
woods in their native state, and how they do
screech and chatter. One has a green breast,
with a mottled green and black back, with lovely
blue feathers in its wings, and two long red ones
in its tail; the other has a red breast and a red
head, and, though very different, is quite as
pretty. Of course, when they are at home in
the woods, they cannot say, “Pretty Polly,” or
speak at all; it is only when they are caught
and tamed that they become so clever. Only, J
think they like being wild best. They can search
for the food they like, and are free as the air.
MAMMA AND BABY. 39

 

HERE is a picture of mamma and baby. Mamma
is sitting in the arbour. Baby is sound asleep ;
which is a good thing, for mamma can now rest
and sit quietly thinking about what she should
do for her little darling.
40 PEARL FISHERS.

 

HERE is a picture of two pearl-fishers. They are
offering some pearls for sale to an officer; but
perhaps he is too poor to buy them, or he does
not require such fine things, because he seems to
be refusing to have them.
MRS. TAFFY. 4]

 

THis is Mis. Tafiy, and it is plain she has just
heard that her son has stolen the leg of beef.
Oh, how stern she does look, to be sure! Taffy
will surely never be so foolish and naughty again,
and will turn his eyes away the moment he sees
a leg of beef or a marrow bone. I know, if my
mother looked like that at me, I should be ready
to sink down with terror and dismay.
42 A CHRISTMAS TREE.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ou, what a lovely Christmas tree! Do not you
wish you were of the company? or that Christ-
mas would bring you just such another? How
it must sparkle and shine with so many candles
and coloured balls! This tree is in Germany ;

and do you notice all the toys and pretty presents ?
SHOOTING THE RAPIDS. 43

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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HERE is a little boat, or a canoe rather, shooting
the rapids. . The people don’t seem to be the least
afraid; for, see! there is a man in the front
waving his handkerchief to some of their friends
on the shore. The men behind are looking a
little anxious, I think,-—and well they may.
44 FUNCHAL.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THis place is called Funchal, in the island of
Madeira. When you are older you will read
all about it. Those high peaks you see are the
tops of very high hills). They sometimes open and

throw up fire and smoke and rocks and ashes.
The people are not afraid to live here for all that,
and have some of their houses built on the very
rocks which have been thrown up! The people
make wine here, and the ships take it away.
FALLEN FROM THE ROCKS. 45

 

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Here is a terrible sight! A gentleman has been

walking among some steep mountains, and has
fallen over the rocks, and lies quite insensible.
46 LITTLE MARY.

 

I THINK this is a very pretty picture. Here is
little Mary in her garden, taking a walk among
her flowers. The gay painted butterflies like to
go there, because Mary has so many sweet flowers.
They like to flutter from one to another; in-
deed, they need not go to any other, for here
they are sure to find all they could wish. But
then a butterfly is so idle and likes to roam, and
flits away from Mary’s garden out into the com-
mon and the fields, and here, there, and every-
where. The busy bees are more sensible: they
keep to the roses and the honeysuckle; and as
for the sweet-peas, there never were such sweet-
peas as little Mary’s,
AT THE FAIR. 47

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On, do look at this picture in my Scrap-Book—
such fun! It is market-day, and all the show-
men have arrived. All sorts of wonderful sights
are to be seen inside if you will but walk in.
“A fat woman!” “a learned pig!” and “a giant
with a tail!” And if you could only hear the
music, it would nearly make you deaf. Bang,
bang, bang, goes the drum at both ends. He
must be a great musician, for he is playing on
another instrument at the same time.
48 PREPARING FOR BATTLE.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SucH a gathering of canoes! It must be a great
battle that is going to take place! All the fight-
ing-men are ready with their bows and spears ;
while their chiefs are standing up in each canoe,
telling them how they are to fight. No doubt
the enemy is making ready too; and _ they
will indeed require to be careful, for here is the
king himself, in the largest canoe, sitting on a
chair of state. He is a very big man, and has
his club ready.
A TERRIBLE ACCIDENT. 49

 

 

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AN accident has happened to this poor woman’s
husband. He must have fallen from the rocks,
like the traveller we saw. See! that is his poor
mother looking out of the window.

(446) 4
50 LOVING SISTERS.

 

OH! here is a loving little pair! We like to see
this, don’t we? Little Kate and Maggie love
each other dearly. They know that the “birds
in their little nests agree,” and of course that it
would be quite shameful if they were not even
more loving than the birds. Maggie must be
saying,—‘“ Oh! I do love you, my dear, good
Kate;” and Kate is saying,—‘ And I love
you, Maggie, you kind little dear.” How they
would look if we were to tell them that ever
so many little boys and girls we know quarrel
and fight; and instead of kissing each other,
scratch and push each other down! They would
scarcely believe us. They would think we were
joking, and wanted to make fun of them.
“THE DOG RAN AWAY WITH THE SPOON.” 51

 

OF course you know the rhyme about the cat
and the fiddle; and how the cow took such a
wonderful jump, and went clean over the moon;
and how the.dog was so amused to see the
fine sport; and the dish it ran after the spoon.
But look here! The little dog was quicker than
the dish; for he has got the spoon himself, and
seems as if he meant to keep it. He is telling
Miss Pussy that of course such a fine gentleman
cannot be expected to do without a spoon when
he has his fine coat on.
52 DOWN COMES POOR DOGGIE.

 

 

OH! now isn’t this too bad? Miss Puss is such
a cunning creature! She had a fancy for the
spoon herself; and when the little dog was busy
telling her how cleverly he had stolen the spoon
from the dish, what did she do but give the little
dog a great push, when down he fell off his stool,
and away she scampered with the spoon herself!
Oh! what a cunning, naughty cat! She had
better run fast; for the dog has caught sight of
his mistress’ stick, and will be after her directly.
‘WHAT'S THE MATTER?” 53

 

 

 

 

 

Mabel’s papa to inquire the cause of the angry
words. Nurse has been nearly driven stupid, and
does not know what to do; for her young mis-
tress has pulled the clothes they were packing out
of the box, and will not allow her to touch them.
54 THE BARN YARD.

 

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THIs is a very different picture indeed. This
must be a very gentle girl; for see how all the
pigeons and poultry of all kinds are flocking
around her to get their breakfast.
GOOD NEWS. : 55

 

You would laugh if you knew why these black
savages are looking so surprised. It is at sight
of the white men! They never had seen such
people before. Some of their friends had, and
had got pieces of cloth from them, which they
are wearing now ; but this company had never seen
a white man. They are holding out their hands
to them, and showing by signs that they are glad
to see them. The white men are missionaries,
sent from this country to tell them about God
sending his Son into the world to die for sinners.
56 BIRD-NESTING.

 

be in; but Dick Hardy is a very daring boy

indeed, and he is trying to get at the sea-birds’
nests, and quite forgets that he may fall.
THE BRAVE LITTLE RAT, 57

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Uu dear, what a sad sight! Though I can’t
say I like rats, I do hope this one will escape, it
seems so brave. I rather fear it will never be able
to get away, for if it escape from the strong bill
of the bird, puss is ready with her paw to pounce
upon it.
58 A CHINESE FAMILY.

 

HERE is a group of Chinese ; and don’t they look
funny? Did you ever see a more comical-looking
figure than that little Chinese boy? It is a pity
he can’t turn his head round to let us see if he
has a long queue, or pig-tail, as the long plaited
hair behind is called. And isn’t it strange to see
the woman carrying her baby in a sack on her

 

back, and smoking a pipe like a man
in her hand, too? That must be the father sitting
beside the little boy ; and a very fine pig-tail he
has of his own. The lady is feeling rather hungry,
and so she has brought out her dish of rice. She
has no spoon, but uses a little stick instead.

with a staff .
DAME HUBBARD.

 

has got her cloak and hat off, and is in her own
yoom, she does not look particularly at rest or
happy. What can the naughty dog be doing
now? Really it is too bad of him to give his
kind mistress no peace. See how she seems to
be straining her ears to listen if he is quiet and
asleep in his cozy basket.
60 TURNING THE SPINNING-WHEEL.

 

ee

Au! no wonder Dame Hubbard got a start.
Here is her naughty dog turning round her
spinnine-wheel. He seems delighted to see it
turn round, and to hear its pleasant whirr ; but I
am afraid he will be causing some sad mischief
to the fine flax his mistress is spinning. He
ought to be punished, for the good dame takes
such care of him. Just look at the splendid coat
she made him, and the fine shoes she bought at
the market.
THE ALPS. 61

  
 

How should you like tu
live up here? If you
like snow you would
have it in plenty. This
is a portion of the Alps.
On their heights snow
is always to be found.
But where they approach
the open, level country,
which is much warmer, they are often crowned
with large forests. Vast masses of ice and snow
often separate from the mountains, and rolling
down, overturn everything in their course, and
sometimes cause great loss of life.
62 LOST IN THE SNOW.

 

 

HERE is a very sad picture. A poor man has
been sent to carry home a large hamper; but he
has lost his way, and, having fallen down with
fatigue, he has dropped asleep. His faithful dog is
watching him; but the snow will soon cover him.
Oh, here comes a man on horseback to his rescue.
OUR BABY. 63

 

Au! here is little baby in her cradle. She has
just awaked out of her forenoon sleep, and she
thought at first she was all alone, and began to
be afraid; but sister Mary was not far off,
and hearing the gentle rustle and the half sob,
hastened forward just in time to stop the tears
from coming. ‘And was baby frightened?”
That is what she would be sure to say. And
baby would laugh, and because she can’t say a
single word yet, not even ma nor pa, of course
she would reply by a goo-00-00; at any rate, she
looks as if she would like to pull her kind sister's
face down to kiss it, if she only knew how,
G4 THE EWE AND THE LAMB.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HERE is another kind of baby—a little lamb.
I can’t help thinking this lamb has been a little
bit naughty, and has been straying away from its
mother, dancing and frisking about with ever so
many other lambkins at the other side of the
meadow. ‘How do you know that?” somebody
may ask me. Well, I can see that Mrs. Mother
Sheep looks a little stern, and cross, and anxious;
but now that her lamb has come back to gladden
her old nose—for I suppose you know Mother
Sheep knows her lamb by smelling it, not by
seeing it—she doesn’t intend to say very much
about it, after having given a very loud baa-a-aa.
A NICE SECRET.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  
      

  

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

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good girl, she

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shall be taken out with her in the afternoon.
66 PITY THE BLIND.

 

HERE is a poor bind man, and his dog Toby.
He has to stand here all day, asking alms of the
passers-by, because he cannot work. He does
not like to be shut up in a work-house, because
he was once a sailor, and served his country
faithfully ; so spare him a copper, please.
HOMEWARD BOUND. 67

 

 

 

 

 

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HERE are some very jolly-looking sailors. They
are on their homeward voyage, and are bringing
a gay bird of paradise. They seem to be very
fond of it, and pleased that it has become so tame.
68 DR. BLACK’S PATIENT.

 

Ou! isn’t this comical? Here is a long, thin
fellow, who is so annoyed because he is so much
taller than his friends, that he goes to Dr. Black
to see if he can give him anything to fill up his
very long legs, and make him grow shorter. ‘“Oh
yes,” says Dr. Black, putting his hands behind his
back; and he calls in his assistant to ask what he
thinks upon the subject. His opinion is, that the
fellow is ridiculously too long; and he at once
pulls out a pair of scissors, and begins to snip
off a piece of his legs! Just look at the tall
fellow’s face ; see how he is going to roar out!

8
CAPE HORN. 69

 

HERE is a picture of a fine ship on its way home
round Cape Horn. It is a very cold part of the
sea, and ships often pass great icebergs floating
about, and the sailors are very much afraid of
them. The birds you see flying about are the
great albatrosses. When their wings are spread
out, they measure fourteen feet sometimes. You
may see the width by measuring that out on the
nursery floor. ; ,
"0 THE HAPPY SHEPHERD-BOY.

 

.A VERY merry fellow is this; and such a pretty
picture altogether! This little shepherd-boy
comes out in the morning, carrying his long crook,
and with his bottle of milk slung round his waist.
He carries his breakfast and dinner in his
wallet on his back; and, followed by his good,
clever dog, away he goes to look after his master’s
flocks. When he has got them all gathered to-
gether, he takes out his little flageolet and plays a
tune. His dog lies down at his feet to listen; for
he is almost as fond of music as his master,
A NEW ZEALAND CHIEF. 71

 

Wuo is this fierce-looking man? A New Zea-
lander. He has got all sorts of strange patterns
traced out on his skin; that is, he is tattooed.
He has tried to make himself as ugly as possible ;
but he thinks himself very beautiful. New Zea-
landers used to be cannibals; but they are not
so now. Many of them are Christians ; and some
of them keep the Sabbath even more strictly than
we do in some parts of Great Britain, putting
away their pretty flaxen mats and bags, and all
their weck-day work, till the Monday.
72 A SNAKE! A SNAKE!

 

HERE is a picture of a scene in Jamaica. These
two black fellows have been out in the woods, and
they suddenly see a snake wrigging itself away
through the thick bushes. One has got such a
fright, that he has dropped his axe; but the other
is springing forward to kill it before it bite.
DANCING THE POLKA. 73

     
  
    

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OH dear, look here! Ha!ha! ha! Old Mother
Hubbard must have forgiven her naughty dog
for spoiling her spinning-wheel. We know
what a cunning fellow he is, and we are not at
all surprised that he has got the good old dame
to dance a polka with him before she goes to
bed.
74 A FRAIL BRIDGE.

 

HERE is a very different kind of picture, and one
that almost makes us shudder. We can hardly
believe that there are men who can trust them-
selves to cross from one side of a ravine to the other
by such a slender-looking rope. How sore their
hands and feet must be! and how glad they must
be when they get to the other side in safety!
Tt is a good thing there are such hardy, brave
men in the world; for it helps to make it move
on more smoothly.
WATCHING THE HAY-MAKERS. 75

 

AN English hay-field! See how busy the reapers
are mowing down the sweet hay. I hope the
little boy under the tree has been helping, and
that he is resting after his labours rather than
being lazy. It is so nice to toss up the hay wheu
it is dry,—its smell is so sweet.
76 REMEMBER THE POOR.

 

HERE is a busy group, at any rate. See what a
lot of nice sticks they have been gathering in the
wood, They are too poor to buy coals, so they
go out and gather the broken branches. The
farmer does not object to them taking them, be-
cause he knows such thrifty, diligent people
never destroy the trees; and he often tells the for-
ester to order the workmen to leave as many of
the small branches as possible. In this time of
dear coals, and dear provisions of every kind, I
hope you remember the poor. I know of an
old woman in London, who comes twice a week
for the old tea-leaves a little boy saves for her.
A FRENCH TEA-GARDEN. 77

 

THIS must be a garden in France, I think. The
people there are very fond of the open air, and:
sometimes take their food in the tea-gardens. They
are certainly very merry; but I rather think we,
who are accustomed to home comforts, would soon
get tired of this noisy out-of-door life. The climate
there is so much warmer than ours, that it must be
pleasant to have such a nice garden to go to; and
the children cannot but enjoy it much.
78 OUT FOR A RAMBLE,

 

 

I THInk these must be very nice children, because
of one thing,—their dog seems to be very fond of
them. He has come back from a good scamper,
and is looking up in their faces, sure of being
praised.
ENTERTAINING A VISITOR. 79

 

HERE is a very funny picture. This monkey has
found his way into the drawing-room, where sits
one of his mistress’s visitors. She is rather afraid
of him, but thinks it is wiser to keep on friendly
terms with him, and is offering him some sweet
cake she intended to give to the children. Mr.
Monkey, who wants to be thought like his master
rather than like a little child, is shaking his head
and making all sorts of queer faces and sounds in
his throat. It is no wonder the poor visitor is
somewhat alarmed.
80 A WRECK AT SEA.

 

Ox dear, what a sad scene is here! A vessel in
distress, with her crew clinging to the sides of the
deck. If she is wrecked, I hope they will get off
in time in their boats, with a good compass and
plenty of food and water to serve till they reach
some safe haven, or some land. What dark clouds,
and what an angry sea! It is no wonder people
are fond of sailors, and like to see them walking
about the streets. When we think of the dangers
they have to endure, they must enjoy getting back
to land again, especially to their own homes, where
their wives and children are ready to give them,
oh how hearty a welcome !
A PRACTICAL JOKE. 81

 

 

 

 

WHat is the matter? is anybody killed? I
rather fear this stupid fellow has fired off his gun
in fun and has wounded somebody. His little

brother has fainted with fright.
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82 ON BOARD A STEAMER.

 

HERE is a young lady going a long journey.
She is sitting on her trunk watching the busy
crowds of people coming and going. LEvery-
thing is so new and strange to her, that she has
no time to feel sad.
THE THRESHING-FLOOR. 83

 

How busy old Tim is in the threshing-floor! Only
look how his flail is swinging over his head.
Ah, how cunning the ducks are! They have left
the pond, and have gathered round the door, ready
to pick up any stray grains of corn that Tim may
send out. The hens, too, have perched themselves

on the ledge, and are keeping a sharp look-out.
84 POOR LITTLE IOHNNIE.

 

 

 

 

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HERE is poor little Johnnie Green erying on his
door-step. But why is he crying, you would
like to know. Well, because a naughty boy who
was passing, snatched off his cap and tossed it
somewhere out of Johnnie’s reach. It is well
that his big brother is close at hand to get it for
him, after he hears the cause of his tears.
MOVE ON! MOVE ON! 85

 

“MovE on! moveon!” That is what the police-
man is saying to this strange-looking man. He
is blind; but I fear he is only pretending, and is
not such an honest man as the old sailor with the
wooden leg I showed you before. His dog, too,
looks rather sly ; though, poor beast, it is trying
to do its duty to its master, and is holding out
the tin dish very carefully. The man is roaring
so loud, that he is frightening the ladies who are
passing ; so no wonder he is told to move on.
86 THE FRIENDLY ISLANDS.

 

THIS is a canoe belonging to the Friendly Islands,
in the South Pacific Ocean. .When you are old
enough, you will be able to read all about them, and
how Captain Cook thought this would be a good
name for them, because the natives all seemed to
live on such friendly terms with one another, and
from their politeness to strangers. They live upon
cocoa-nuts, yams, hogs, fowls, fish, and shell-fish.
They are very fond of bathing themselves in
ponds; and even though stagnant, they prefer
them to the water of the sea.
PRETTY COCKATOO. 87

 

“Pretty cockatoo.” The little girls like to pay
him a visit, for he is such a very funny bird. He
is pure white, with such a lovely yellow crest ; and
when he is pleased, he makes it stand up on his
head till you can see every feather quite distinctly.
Unfortunately, when he does that he almost always
gives a terribly loud screech, which forces you to
put your hands to your ears to shut out the ugly
sound. When he gets a piece of sugar, or a bit
of the yolk of an egg, he is so pleased, and makes
a sound like giving you a kiss, to show his thanks.
I hope the little girl who is holding up her finger
is not teazing him, because he may lose his temper
in a moment, and give her a severe bite.
88 NAUGHTY MARY.

 

 

Reauiy, Miss Mary, this is a very strange way to
use your doll, holding her up by her poor hand,
and letting her curls almost sweep the floor.
Miss Mary is in a cross humour, and so she is cross
with her doll; which is very stupid of her, I am
sure you will say. You take very great care of
your doll, I am certain ; and put her to bed every
night, folding up her clothes as you do your own,
and teaching her to be a very tidy, well-behaved
doll. And you call her by a pretty name, don’t you?
THE ACTIVE LITTLE SQUIRREL. 89

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I KNow you will like to see this picture.  Isn’t
this a dear little pet of a squirrel? He has
come down from the trees to enjoy the warmth
of the sun before it sets, and is eating his supper
with much content. All day he has been very
busy laying up a store of acorns in a hollow of
a tree; for God has taught him to know that
winter, dreary winter, is coming, and that he
must be active in the autumn, else he will starve
when the snow comes.
90 A NAUTILUS.

 

THIS is a picture of a nautilus; and I am sure
papa will be delighted to tell you about this
strange creature. We can

“Learn of the little nautilus to sail,
Spread the thin oar, or catch the driving gale.”

“This is the ship of pearl, which poets feign
Sails the unshaded main—
The venturous bark that flings
On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings.”
AMERICAN SLAVES. 91

 

Au, here is asad sight. This is a cabin where
the slaves live, on a cotton plantation. I am glad
to say there are no slaves in America now; and
the overseer dare not use that great long whip to
force them to work, as he did only a very few
years ago. These men have been sent to tie up
and whip one of the women, because she did not
do as much work as the overseer thought she ought
to have done. How glad the negroes must be
now to think they cannot be whipped, or sold
away from their children and homes; and that
they can sing, ‘“‘ No more auction block for me.”
92 TAHITI.

 

THIS is an island in the South Pacitic, called
Tahiti. The canoes seem to be very different
from those of the Friendly Islands; but the
people are very different. They used to be
in manners quite savages; but the missionaries
have done them a great deal of good, and they
are becoming just like people in this country.
All sorts of roots and plants grow here, and
fragrant sandal-wood.
ON BOARD A STEAMER. 93

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Tus is the picture of the interior of a saloon of
one of the steamers to Dublin. It has just newly
started, and the passengers are beginning to feel
uncomfortable, at least some of them are. The
stout old lady is too angry with the gentleman
opposite her to think of anything, and scarcely
feels the motion of the vessel. She thinks he is
very rude because he keeps staring at her grand-
daughter, who is so sad about leaving her mamma
and papa, that she can think of nothing else. And
though she promised to make ever so many
sketches, she lets her portfolio lie idly in her lap.
94 A YOUNG ROBBER.

 

“Ou, shocking!” Gertrude is quite right to
say so to this cruel boy, for taking away the
bird’s nest. He likes Gertrude, and intended to
make her a present of it; but when he sees how
sorry she is, it is to be hoped he will put it safely
back in the bush again.
THE SQUIRE IN HIS GARDEN. 95

 

HERE is a picture of an English squire walking
in his garden. He is very fond of flowers, and
keeps a gardener to look after them. Tom the
gardener is as proud of the garden as his master
is, and always does his best to attend to the
flowers. He tenderly carries some of the delicate
ones into the green-house the moment the sun
sets, lest they should get chilled and die.
96 WALKING WITH PAPA.

 

“ REALLY, did ever any one wear such a funny
bonnet as this young lady?” Oh yes; not many
years ago, either; and very comfortable it was,
too, I do assure you. I think the gentleman is
her father, and is an officer; and she is very proud
of walking out with him. He has taught her to
walk very neatly, and so she is pointing out her
toe as prettily as she can. Her father is a very
polite man, and is carrying her bag, and even her
parasol, which is rather a comical one.
JULIA MAYTON. ; 97

 

Now, here is such a very pretty picture that I
must tell you a story about it. This is Julia
Mayton, the squire’s little daughter. She some-
times tires of being in the garden, though she
likes the pretty flowers, and is allowed to wander
by herself through the wood out to the edge of
the common where the shepherd has his sheep
feeding. The moment she appears, Help, the
shepherd’s dog, bounds off to greet her. He likes
to be patted by her; and to show that it is only
for affection he comes, he always refuses to take
any cake cr bits of biscuit. He keeps a sharp
look-out, too, upon the flock, and if he sees one
straying he bounds away back to his duty.

(446) 7
98 GRANDPAPA’S PRESENT

 

HERE are two sisters sitting on one of the garden
seats, The younger has brought out her new
book of history her kind grandpapa gave her for
a Christmas present; but she has quite startled
her elder sister by saying that she really does
not like to read it. She calls it a stupid book.
A TAHITIAN DANCER. 99

 

Tus is a female dancer of Tahiti; and a very
funny figure she has made of herself. The things
like fans at her back must be intended for wings,
I think, and will add much to her grace when she
dances. She seems to have no shoes on her feet ;
but she has been careful to provide herself with a
very fine head-dress. You must read all about
this beautiful island when you grow bigger, and
about its brave inhabitants. You will be very
much amused, too, to hear about the strange pillow
they lay their heads on when they go to sleep.
100 MAMMA AND BABY.

 

Wilds

“Ou, what a sleepy-headed mamma!” Ah, but
baby is getting two new teeth, and they have
been so troublesome during the night that poor
mamma did not get a wink of sleep; and now that
they have shot their little white points through
the gums, poor baby is so relieved that he has
popped off to sleep ; and his mamma has followed
his example, and dropped off too. You must be
very careful not to make any noise, in case you
awake them. Slip about on tip-toe, and shut the
doors very quietly.
LEARNING TO READ. 101

 

HERE is an old man teaching his son to read.
In those days there were no printed books ;—all
were written; and so books were very scarce.
Gentlemen used to send their sons to be educated
by the monks. They used to have the most books.
Nearly all the copies of the Bible were in their
keeping. There was a copy chained to a pillar in
old St. Paul’s Church in London.
102 ANGLERS.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

AH, what is this now? Two anglers busy at
work. I greatly fear some foolish trout must
have spied out the glittering fly at the end of the
line, and swallowed it. Of course he does his
best to make his escape, and darts under the
bank; but the fisher is trying to force him to
come out. He must do so, because the hook is
sticking in his poor throat, and he can’t bear the
pain any longer. It is such a pity he was so
greedy, else he might have swam about the pleasant
viver.
TURKEYS TO SELL. 1038

 

HERE is a poulterer going round selling his fine
turkeys and chickens. He is trying to get the
doctor of the small town to buy one; but the
doctor is telling him that the last was much too
dear, and not at all good. Both the men seem
surprised; but, of course, the doctor ought to
know best.
104 OUT ON THE LAKE.

 

How would you like to live up on the top of that
high rock? The castle is quite a ruin now, and
the ferryman’s daughter takes many people in her
boat to see it. She rows the boat about the lake

all the day, and never seems weary.
RIDING ON A GOAT. — 105

 

I reatty think this is Old Mother Hubbard’s
dog again. You remember when she went out to the
clothier’s to buy him a coat, when she returned home
to her own house he was riding on the back of
her goat. It is just as well he has the sense to
hold on by her horns, for Mrs. Nanny does not
seem to be very well pleased, and I can’t help
thinking that she will toss him off the first mo-
ment she can.
106 PRETTY MISS MAUD.

 

Tus is really a very elegant lady; and what a
lovely house she seems to live in! I wonder
what she is thinking about. She looks rather
grave, doesn’t she? And this surprises us, because
we often think that people who live in grand
houses, and wear fine clothes, ought never to be
anything but happy. But when we grow older, we
find that even the very richest people are sad
sometimes, and that they are tempted to envy the
happy, contented life of some poor people.
THE LITTLE INVALID. 107

 

THIS is a very rich little girl Her father could
buy her everything she could desire; but she is
very delicate, and all his money cannot purchase
health. She has to lie in bed almost all the day;
but she has a kind little friend, the rector’s
daughter, who comes very often and sits beside
her and reads to her. Though this little girl
cannot run about, she has learned to be content.
108 LEAVING HOME.

 

 

HERE is Arthur Young. He is leaving home for
the first time in his life, and is going away to be
a sailor on board a very large ship. He was so
proud of his fine clothes when they came home, and
was never tired of talking about the ship to his
little brothers and sisters; but now he cannot
help thinking that he will not see his dear, kind
mother, for ever so long, and he is trying to lister
very attentively to her last words of advice.
IN THE PACIFIC GCEAN. 109

 

 

 

 

 

 

HERE is another view of an island in the Pacific
Ocean. Itis called Raiatea. Do you notice what
a number of strange-looking trees grow here? It
would be very nice to be able to get fresh cocoa-nuts
off the trees, and drink the sweet milk for breakfast.
And then it would be delightful to paddle about
in that canoe, and look through the clear water,
down to the very bottom, and watch the lovely
fishes swimming about, blue and yellow, and with
crimson spots sometimes. How we should laugh,
too, at the funny coloured crabs.
110 OUT IN THE WOODS.

 

 

HERE is a picture nearer home. These children
have a half holiday, and are spending it in the
woods. They have not forgotten to take their
baby brothers and sisters with them; and as the
little ones are tired, they are taking a rest.
Henry wishes his sister Alice to blow very hard
upon the white feathery head of the dandelion
seed, to see if their mother requires her at home ;
but Alice is a little afraid, in case it should be
true, and this makes them all laugh very much.
SULKY JESSIE. 111

 

HEYDAY, and what’s the matter here? I fear some-
body has been naughty; and even though the
governess is talking kindly, I fear somebody is in
the sulks. Just look at them! I think they
must have been quarrelling, and are both to blame.
It is a great pity they are not friends, because it
is so painful to quarrel with one’s playmates;
it makes everything feel wrong together. I do
hope they will forgive each other. -
112 MARY AND HER PETS.

 

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GATHERING pretty posies. Oh, do look at the
dove taking a peep at her! and the squirrels know
they need not scamper off, for she is too good to

hurt them.
HELPING MOTHER. 118

 

 

WHo is this diligent little girl, I wonder? See
how she is polishing the table! This is little
Mary Tom, the gardener’s daughter; and, as her
mother is helping in the garden, she is keeping
house with her sister Jane. Jane is just setting
out to the village to buy something nice for her
father’s tea ; and she is telling Mary to be careful,
and not scrub the paint off,—as if Mary would be
so foolish !
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114 FIRE! FIRE!

 

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“FIRE! fire!” How could the old school-master
expect to get his pupils to come to their lessons
after hearing that ery!) Why, just look! there’s old
Nanny, who keeps the apple-stall at the corner,
looking quite bewildered, and asking the boys to
tell her what is the matter. Instead of being angry,
I think the school-master had better put on his hat

and set off too after his pupils; —whatdo youthink ?
ON THE ICE. 113

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Ae

 

4p es
‘Hop hard! hold hard!” Don’t you see Tom
and Dick have gone down, and Harry is about to
follow? Who would mind a tumble on such
lovely ice? Oh, look there !—a gentleman has lost
his balance, and he is going after his hat, I fear,

 

 

crash down on the ice. It will be worse for him
than for the boys.
116 THE GLASS SHADE.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

7 BORLERS,
Wuar is this you are looking at so earnestly,
Miss Eliza? Ah, yes, the figure under the glass
shade. You do well to look at it. It is very
pretty indeed. Only be careful. Don’t let it
slip from the table. See how near it is to the
edge.
THE TRAPPERS’ RETURN. 5 117

 

TRAPPERS out hunting. This isin the far west of
North America, and it is a very cold place. It is
a pity the snow is so deep that it has covered
the hunters’ feet; for you would have got a sur-
prise had you seen their snow-shoes, which are
very curious and very large.
118 DEAR OLD GRANDMAMMA.

 

Here is a kind old grandmamma taking a pleasant
stroll out in the woods. The girls have been
filling their baskets with wild-flowers, and the
boys have been playing at hounds and _ hares.
They are now going to rest, and listen to some of
grandmamma’s old stories.
A SAD PARTING. 119

 

HERE is a little boy setting out on his apprentice-
ship. His dog wants to go with him, but he is
obliged to tell him that he must not go any further.
The dog, which has been his faithful companion,
is not able to understand that, though he is a
clever dog. But he knows that there is some-
thing wrong, and at last he hears the words, “‘ Go
home, sir.”
120 THE BEST OF FRIENDS MUST PART.

 

YES, and we too must part, my dear. And here
is Old Mother Hubbard for the last picture in my
Scrap-Book ; and for me she is making her very
best courtesy for your patience; and the dog is
making his most elegant bow, though I wish he
had not been so rude as to turn his back when
saying to you “ Farewell.”
 

 
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