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STEVIE'S VISIT.T E V I E wasnearly wildwith joy, for hewas going toCousin Amy'Eto make a long,long visit.Stevie thoughtno place inthe world socharming asher house.He lived in a village a few milesfrom the seashore. His home was avery pretty and pleasant one. He had
8 STEVIE'S VISIT.several brothers and sisters, and all sortsof things to make him happy. But, afew months before our story opens,Stevie had had a dreadful illness. Forseveral days no one thought he wouldlive, but at last he grew better, andwas able to go out a little. But therehe seemed to stop. The roses did notcome back to his cheeks, nor strengthto his limbs. One day he started toswing on the gate; so, standing onthe lower round, he swung back andforth for a few times, but the strengthwent from his arms, and he fell.Now Stevie was a tough little feL-low, and did not generally mind afall or a cut in the least. He wouldnot cry, even though he might b:badly hurt, but at this time he wasweak and nervous, and when he fell
STEVIE'S VISIT.9into the grass, he lay there sobbinlgand crying as if his heart wouldI, f-,, ,,,, /, I,/ "* '1 " I, II .*A'/I Ibreak. His mother saw him fall, asshe was looking out of the window.She expected him to jump up with
10 STEVI E S VISIT.a laugh and a shout, but when hecontinued to lie still she ran down thepath to see what was the matter.When his mother found that he wasnot hurt in the least, she picked thelittle f llow up and took him to thehouse, and rocked him in her armsuntil he fell asleep. She then went tofind her husband, and said to him:"Stevie must go away ; he will neverget strong here."That is just what I have beenthinking," said Mr. Chase, " and I waswondering if Amy would take him fora little while. lie is so fond of herand of little Sally."So it was arranged. Amy was de-lighted to have the little fellow, andCaptain Joy, who was Stevie's uncleand who was the captain of a
I ISTEVIE'S VISIT.schooner which ran between Stevie'shome and his Cousin Amy's, offered totake good care of him and put himinto her hands.I said the schooner ran betweenStevie's home and Amy's, but Steviehad to go several miles in the carsbefore he could take the boat, for helived back from the coast. I-is fathertook him in the cars, and left himwith his Uncle Joy, as Stevie calledhim, and then, kissing him good-by:he returned home.Stevie was very much amused ingoing all about the boat with hisuncle, and in looking at all the ropesand other wonderful things. I sup-pose there never was a bright borTwho did not love a boat, and cei-
12STEVIE'S VISIT.tainly our little friend was bubblingover with happiness every moment.At last it grew dark, and Steviewent down with his uncle into thefunny little cabin to get his supper, andit was surprising to see how hungryhe was. Hle could scarcely swallowthe nice bread and milk his motherhad given him at home, and here, inthe course of a few hours, he was ashungry as he could be.After supper his uncle told himsome wonderful stories about his life atsea, and of the storms he had en-countered, and then he said Steviemust go to bed.So he tucked him up in his littleberth, and in two minutes Stevie wassleeping soundly.Indeed he slept so soundly that
14STEVIE'S VISIT.when he opened his eyes in themorning and saw the bright sunshine,he was perfectly astonished. Thechild was quite certain that he hadnot been asleep at all.He dressed himself as quickly aspossible, and then ran up on deck tofind his Uncle Joy. They were justcoming up near the pier at Hemp-stead, where they were to meet CousinAmy.West H-empstead, where Amy lived,was four or five miles down the beach.Stevie's cousin Amy was sixteenyears old. When she was about elev-en years old, her mother died, leav-ing two children, Amy and little Sally.Amy's father was the captain of awhaling ship, and he used to go awayfor very long voyages. Sometimes he
STEVIE'S VISIT.1 5would be gone for twvo or threeyears. When lhe came lionme from hislast voyage and found his twomotherless little girls, he vwotld notlisten to the advice of his neighborsto leave his children with them and<ro back to sea.I love my ship," he said, " and Ilove my seafaring life; but T love mylittle girls better than either."So he stayed and made a home forthem. Sally was too young to knowmuch about it, but Amy \was so grate-ful to him; that she (lid her best tobe a good little housekeeper, and shesucceeded very w\ell incled.She \as now, s I said, sixteenyears old, and S;ally was eirght. Shewas very !Had when Stcvie's papaproposed t;) send him to her for a
ST'lVIE'S \'VISIT.visit, for he was always a welcomevisitor.Amy knew that Stevie would reachHempstead not long after sunrise, soshe rose very early and went out tothe barn to see if the horse washarnessed.She found her father there beforeher, just backing old Charley into thetraces."Ah here you are, my dear," saidCaptain Foster, as he saw Amy walk-ing toward him. "Now we shall bein time for the boat. I should besorry to keep the little fellow waiting,for it might give him a fright, as lieis not feeling well."So Amy and her father got intothe wagon, and were soon on theiiway to Hempstead.
STEVIE'S VISIT.I7When Stevie came up on the deck,therefore, the first person he saw wasAmy sitting upon the scat in thewagon, and holding the horse, whileher father stood near by talking to afisherman. He was sure it was Amy,although he could not see very dis-tinctly. They had anchored theschooner at a little distance from theshore, and were just getting a smallboat ready so as to put Stevie andhis bag on land.Stevie liked this arrangement verymuch indeed, and was soon in the boatdancing up and down on the waves.Amy waved her handkerchief to thelittle fellow, and he in return whirledhis cap round and round in the air.It only took a little while to reachthe pier, and in two minutes after-
STElVIE'S VISIT.ward Stevie was climbing up intothe wagon." Where is Sally ?" he asked, aftergiving his cousin a hearty kiss.e is at h e," sd A ."She is at home," said Amy. "I-lid not want her to wake so early,so I left her asleep. See," she.aid, pointing to the fence, "there is
STEVIE'S VISIT.19Nettie Gray looking at you. Sallytold her you were coming, and shehas come to the fence to welcomeyou.Stevie nodded and smiled at Nettie,and then his Uncle John came, andsome more kissing had to be gonethrough, and then the horse, in answerto Uncle John's chirrup, started off onthe homeward road.It was a beautiful morning, and thedrive was very pleasant. If Steviehad not been in such a hurry to seeSally, and so very hungry too, hewould have been almost sorry when itcame to an end. As they turned downthe road which led to Uncle John'shouse, Amy exclaimed:"There's Sally!""Where?" asked Stevie quickly.
20STEVIE'S VISIT.Amy pointed in the direction of thehouse, and sure enough there wasSally, with her rolling hoop in herI i ,I ,0,,?/'ii l .V-. --hand, looking intently down the road.As soon as Stevie saw her, he calledout, " Flolloa, Sally !"
STEVIE'S VISIT.21When she heard his voice she beganto run toward the road as fast asshe could go. Her father reined urold Charley so as to let her climbinto the wagon."Oh, how you have grown, Sally !"said Stevic. " Dear me, I think )shall be most afraid of you.""She is not very frightful," saic.her father, laughing; " but here weare at home. Now hop out, young-sters, and get your breakfasts."After breakfast Stevie was very anx*ious to go all over the place to seeif anything was changed. Two yearshad passed since his last visit, and hethought that a great many thingsmight have happened in that time.But he found everything very mucLas he had left it. Old Sukey anc
22 STEVIE'S VISIT.Brrndle were both in the field :asusual, but Sukey had the dearest lit.tie calf in the world. The cows wereboth so gentle that the children werenot in the least afraid to go and patthem.When dinner was ready, Amy calledthem, and told Stevie that he mightblow the horn for her father. " Youmust go to the gate," said she, "andblow with all your might; you mustkeep on blowing until you see himcoming toward you."So Stevie took the horn and randown to the gate. He enjoyed hismusic so much that he did not blowvery loud at first, because he did notwish his uncle to come too soon. Heliked the fun of blowing.At last, however, he gave three tre-
STEVIE'S VISIT.mendous blasts, and pretty soon hesaw his uncle's head appear over ther 7f> te?^_^--Y > ta c 'I'..A' _-'/,A- .. 1 V..top of one of the sand-hills. So Stevieknew that his work was done, and'he started to run home.
24STEVIE'S VISIT.He was running up the path to thehouse when he saw his cousin Amystanding by the door and talking to a Iboy."I will tell him when he comes in.I am sorry you cannot wait," he heardher say. "Won't you have anothermug of milk?"Just then Stevie appeared."Ah, Stevie," said Amy, "you arejust in time. Here is your old friendJerry."Stevie was very glad to see Jerry,and asked him if he could not stopto play.Jerry said he could not stay, thathe only came over to see Stevie, ashe heard he had come to West Hemp-stead to make a visit. " Mother saidI might ask you and Sally to come
26 STEVIE'S VISIT.over and take tea with us to-mor- *row.Stevie said he should be delightedto go if his cousin Amy was willingto have him. So, as Amy said yes,Jerry ran home, and Stevie went in tohis dinner.The next day when Amy came down-stairs to open the house, she was as-tonished to hear a noise in the wood-shed. "Who can be up so early?"she said. " I suppose it is father."So she opened the kitchen-door andwalked out. Imagine her surprise tosee Master Stevie, in his night-gown,seated upon an old bench, blacking hisshoes." Why, Stevie, dear," said Amy,"this will never do. You will take adreadful cold."
STEVIE'S VISIT. 27* " Oh, no," said Stevie, " it is verywarm, and besides I have been up fora long time.""Why, what have you been doing?"said Amy."Well, you see," said Stevi6, "thebirds waked me, and then I thought Iheard Carlo barking under my window;so I looked out, and there stood theold dog. I know he wanted some-thing, so I ran down to see what itwas. Hle wanted to play, that wasall; for he picked up a stick andbrought it to me, and thIn I threwit, and we both began to run afterit, and I forgot all about being in mynight-gown, for I ran way down andthrew sticks into the pond. Then Iwaded a little, and by and by I cameback to the house, and it occurred to
STEVIE'S VISIT. 29me that it would be a good plan toblack my boots before I took my bath.I shall be through in a moment."Poor Amy was dreadfully frightenedto hear all this, for she was sure Ste-vie would be very ill."I don't know but that you hadbetter go to bed," said she, " andstay until I am sure you are not go-ing to be ill."But Stevie begged so hard to beallowed to sit up, assuring her that hefelt "as warm as toast," that she saidshe would go and ask her father, butthat in the mean time he must goright back to his room.Amy's father said that if Steviestill felt perfectly warm, his frolic hadprobably done him no harm. "But he
~~~~~ _- -30 STEVIE'S VISIT.must never try such an experimenragain," said Uncle John.So Stevie dress-ed himself andcame to breakfast.He was the firstone at the table., [ ,f A When Sally came, 5in and heard ofhis romp, shestood in the door-way and looked athim in astonish-mert."I did think,Stevie Chase, youhad more goodsense," said she."We shall have to watch you as ifyou were a child.'
STEVIE S VISIT. 3IThis made every one laugh, andStevie told Sally she had better comeand hurry through her breakfast, for hehad a great deal to do before his ex-pected illness came on.Stevie continued to feel perfectlywell, and at three o'clock he andSally started off to Jerry's house.Jerry lived half a mile from Sally'shome. It was a very pleasant walk,under shady trees most of the way.When they came to the corner, how-ever, the children thought they would"cut across" the field, so they climbeda fence and went into Squire Blake'slot.They were quite surprised to see,almost directly in front of them, Jerryand his little twin brother and sisterhurrying toward home.
32 SITEVIES VISIT.Sally and Stevie ran on and soovertook them..I,i niri-I; -"Oh, 1 am so glad to see you," saidJerry. "1 was afraid you would get
- -STEVIE'S VISIT. 33'ere before I came back. I had to goafter the twins."'Have they been running awayagain ?" said Sally. " The littlerogues !""Yes," said Jerry, " I wish theywouldn't. It seems to me most of mytime is spent in hunting them up."" What do they run away for?" askedStevie."Oh, they wander about, and thenlose their way. 1 wish they wouldgrow up. Here we are at the house.Now, Polly and Dolly, run in, anddon't you get lost again to-day."They found a great deal to amusethem. There was a swing, and afterplaying with that till they were tired,they rambled through the big barns,huntinr lor eggs or playing on the ha!-.
34 STEVIE'S VISIT.The afternoon passed so quickly ttthey were astonished when some oWcame with the message that tea wasready.They were not sorry to hear it.Stevie was always ready for his mealsnow, and he felt so strong that hehad almost forgotten about his illness.The children were so engrossed bythe pleasant occupation of taking tea,that they did not notice how the windwas rising, until Mrs. Conklin came into tell them that there was a stormcoming'up, and that they must hurrythrough their supper so as to gethome before the rain should come.Sally ran to the window, and wassurprised enough to see black, angryclouds rolling up, and every indicationof a storm.
STEVIE'S V'SIS335h"lI dotio finishtoo bad,dreadfully--not think we had better waitour supper," said she; "it isbut I know Amy will beanxious about us."* __s ;-__I~~ /'NW- ,,r1t I"Well," said Mrs. Conklin, "I thinkyou are right. I am sorry to have youlose your supper, but it is going to
36 STEVIE'S VISIT.be a stormy night, I fear, and thesooner you get home the better."As they ran through the kitchenthey saw Dolly and Polly eating theirsupper of bread and milk. The chil-dren stopped to kiss the plump littlethings, and then saying good-by to therest, they hurried home as fast as theycould go.Amy was watching anxiously forthem at the door, and when she sawthem coming she smiled joyfully.They were just in time, for hardlyhad they stepped into the house whena great gust of wind came which slam-med the door to, and then a perfectdeluge of rain fell."How lucky we came when wedid !" said Sally; "if we had waited
STEVIE'S VISIT. 37one minute longer, we should havebeen soaked with rain."" And blown out to sea, too," saidStevie; "we never could have stoodup for a minute in such a wind. Hi!hi! look at that tree But, Amy," headded, " we have not had any supper.We had to come away just as wewere taking our first nibble."" Oh, you poor little starved things !"said Amy, laughing, "you must be fedat once."So she went to the closet, and in afew minutes supper was spread uponthe table.As it was impossible for the chil-dren to go out of doors again thatevening, Amy proposed that theyshould amuse themselves in the houseuntil bed-time.
38STEVI E S VISIT."Oh, I know," said Sally; "I willshow Stevie my scrap-book.""I should like to see that ever somuch. You were just beginning it whenI was here two years ago. I supposeyou have lots of pictures by thistime."Sally brought the book, and the
STEVIE'S VISIT.39ls childrnc seated themselves upon thesofa. There was a great deal of prepa-ration necessary, arranging of laps andsupporting of leaves, but at last every-thing was ready, and Sally turned tothe first page."The Vain Girl," said she, as pic-ture number one appeared."Oh, yes, 1 remember that," saidStevie; "you cut that out of a paperUncle John gave you-oh, yes-let's seethe next one."Sally turned over the leaf very care-fully." The next is a picture of two littlegirls quarrelling. They look very crossand disagreeable.""Wait a minutte," said Stevie, " whileI go and get a drink. I am nearly
40 STEVIE'S VISIT.choked. Don't go on till I come back.I will not be a minute."So Stevie went into the kitchen toget a drink. Amy was there, and hecould not resist the temptation to stopand speak to her for a few minutes.When he came back Sally was justputting her picture-book away.
STEVIE'S VISIT. 41"Oh, Sally! I haven't seen all ofthe pictures yet," said Stevie. " I wantto see the new ones.'"You don't seem to be very muchinterested in it. so I thought it mightas well be put away," said Sally ina very dignified tone of voice."Come on," said Stevie, taking thebook, "I want to see the new pic-tures. I remember these. Oh, yes,"he said, " those cross girls-I remem-ber those. Let's see what comes next?"So he proceeded to turn over thepage, which, to his surprise, was per-fectly blank.I-le turned the next and the next,but not another picture could he find."Why, Sally !" he exclaimed, "whereare your pictures?""Well," said Saily, turning rather
42STEVI I S VISIT.red, " you see I haven't any more.I don't get much time, and some-how it seems to be hard to get pic-tures."'Stevie listened for a minute, and thenburst into a shout of laughter. IHelaughed so hard that he not onlyrolled all over the sofa, but he actu-ally rolled on to the floor." Vhat a scrap-book oh, what ascrap-book '" he said; " three picturesin two years! Oh dear! oh dear!"Sally looked a little vexed at first,and for a minute seemed undecidedwhether to be angry or to join in thelaugh. Ier good sense, however, con-quered, and in a few minutes she waslaughing as hard as Stevie.The storm increased in fury as thenight went on. The wind howled and
STEVIE'S VISIT.43shrieked about the house as if it weredetermined to drag every building onthe shore from its foundations. Crashafter crash was heard, and the roaringof the wind sounded like one unceasingpeal of thunder. The ocean, too, waslashed into foam, and the boom of thebreakers upon the shore added to theioise.Stevie and Sally both went quietlyasleep, untroublcd by any care or fear.Neither Amy nor her father, however,undressed at all all night."I have not seen such a storm foryears," said Captain Foster; "indeed,I do not think I ever saw such a galeas this on land. I do not feel at allsure that we shall have a roof overour heads in the morning."
44STEVIE S VISIT." Had we better dress the children?"asked Amy."No," said her father, " I think not;we may be perfectly safe, and it wouldgive them a terrible fright. We hadbetter wait awhile."So they waited, and, to their greatjoy, they found that at about twoo'clock in the morning the wind beganto abate. Then Amy threw herselfupon the sofa, her father covered herup with a shawl, and in a few minutesshe was fast asleep.You should have heard the shout ofdelight which came from Stevie's roomwhen he hopped out of bed in themorning, and looked out of his win-dow. All along the street traces of thestorm were to be seen.Fences, chimneys, trees, and even
STEVIE'S VISIT.45out-buildings, were lying in confusionon the ground. The little sail-boatswhich had been left fastened to theirstakes or run up on the ground thenight before were scattered aboutover the pond, some upside down,some on their sides, all more or lessinjured.Stevie was so impatient to getdown to "see the fun," that I amafraid he dressed himself rather care-lessly.Hle found Amy in the kitchen get-ting breakfast. She said her fatherhad gone down to the beach.Stevie flew out of the house, andin a few minutes he was with hisuncle. He found him working withan enormous fishing-net.
46 STEVIIE'S VISIT."W\hat is the matter wIith that,Uncle John ?" asked Stevic."It was nearly beaten to pieces inthl storm," said Uncle John. " Itwas left here to dry, but it is in aterrible snarl, and was so embeddedin the sand that I had liard work tofind it."The boy sat down and helped hisuncle until the horn summoned themboth to breakfast.Stcvie stayed several weeks more atWest Hempstead, and when his mothersaw him again she was astonished atthe change in his appearance. Shesaid she should scarcely have knownhin.lie said he had promised Amy thathe would spend a few weeks with herevery summer as long as he lived.
STEVIE'S VISIT. 47His mother laughed, but Stevie kepthis promise for a good many years.At last, however, he became so restlesson land that his Uncle John said heought to go to sea. Ile went as asailor at first, but now he is a captain,and goes away for long voyages, justas Uncle John used to do.TIE END.
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