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GRANDPAPA'S PRESENTS;OR,akte ee)b will <urelv speeb.BYMRS. GEORGE CUPPLES,AUTHOR OF "THE STORY OF OUR DOLL," I'IHE LITTLE CAPTAIN,"ETC. ETC./LONDON:T. NELSON AND SONS, PATERNOSTER ROW;EDINBURGH; AND NEW YORK.1871.
antutcnt1s.--------I. LEAVING HOME, ... ... ... ... ..... ...II. KATE'S FIRST VISIT TO OVERDOWN FAM ... ... .. 2III. NEW FRIENDS, ............... 5IV. OLD WHISKER, ....... ... 67V. DOING GOOD BY STEALTH, ... ... ... .. ... 9VI. CHARLEY GOES TO SCHOOL, ... ... ... ... 122VIL OLD WHISKER SAVED, ...... ... 141
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GRANDPAPA'S PRESENTS.----- -----CHAPTER I.LEAVING HOME." ^^^ALLO ." shouted Herbert Dodds, running"into the nursery one morning after break-fast, "here's news-jolly news for all ofyou! ""What is it ? do tell us," cried a chorus"of voices, and in a few minutes Herbert wassurrounded by all the inhabitants of the nursery down tobaby and the cat, the latter being dragged forward bythe former to participate in any of the pleasure thatmight be going."Well, then, we are all going-" said Herbert, de-lighted to feel so popular." To Grandpapa Dodds's ? " cried Tom, hastily.
8 A VISIT TO THE SEA-SIDE." No; a nicer place even than that," replied Herbert." Oh, for shame, Master Herbert," said nurse; " howcan any place be nicer than your kind grandpapa's ?""I don't care," said Herbert, stoutly; "it is nicer,though I like to go to grandpapa's ever so much; butthe place where we are going to-""c Oh, do tell us," cried Bertha. " Oh, I hope it is toGrandpapa Seldon's, or to Aunt Kate's! I like to gothere so very, very much-don't you, Joe? ""No," said Joe ; "grandpapa was cross with me thelast time. He won't let any one run in the garden, andhe doesn't like the picture-books touched."" Well, then," said Herbert, laughing, " I know Joewill say it is a nicer place than both the grandpapas'.Now, do be quiet, else how can I tell you!"Every one looked at his or her neighbour and de-imanded silence; even baby gave the cat an extra squeeze,and cried, " Hush, tat; don't 'peak."Silence being restored, Herbert announced that theywere all going in three days to stay at the sea-side; thatthe house was to be shut up, and an old-fashioned country-house was taken close to the sea; and that they were tobe allowed to take a boxful of toys with them, also theirwheel-barrows and spades."We must begin to pack up immediately," said littleBertha, bustling about. "I must take my doll's houseand the little trunk for the clothes."A
PACKING UP. 9" No, you can't," said- Herbert. Mamma says wemust only have a very few, and they are all to go intothe black box nurse keeps her sewing in."Of course every one began to declare such a thing wasimpossijle-that each of them had goods and chattelsthey could not possibly do without: but nurse soon setthe matter at rest by insisting upon their choosing acertain quantity of things; and she managed to put themin so neatly, that every one was pleased. What a happyparty they were as they drove off in the omnibus hiredfor the occasion! The day being fine, every one of theboys was allowed to go on the top, provided they satquiet; but this seemed an utter impossibility; even Guy,the eldest of all, and Charley, shouted and behaved asuproariously as the younger ones.This was the first time they had ever been able togo away from home all together, for Mr. Dodds was somuch occupied with his business in the city that henever had been able to spare the time before. Besides,none of the children, with the exception of Louisa andGuy, had ever seen the sea, their excursions having beenconfined to paying short visits to their grandpapas, wholived even further inland than they did themselves.As they came closer to the turning of the road wherethe driver said they would catch the first view of the sea,the boys became silent enough, and almost held in theirbreath, as they shaded their eyes from the glare of the
10 THE FIRST GLIMPSE OF THE SEA.sun. When, however, the corner was fairly turned, andthey beheld the tall lighthouse with the sea dashing infoam against it, they made themselves hoarse with shout-ing; even Kate, who had been allowed to go up incharge of the servants, was heard calling out, " Oh, howjolly! What a lovely blue! Do look at that poorlighthouse; will it not be washed away ?"_-F~->THE LIGHTHOUSE.Fortunately this made the boys laugh, and each of themwas so anxious to show he knew such a great deal aboutlighthouses, and the strength of the rocks on which theywere built, that they had sobered down into rational
" CLIFF HOUSE." 11beings by the time they had reached their journey's end.The house was pronounced by all to be a perfect housefor the sea-side; and if any one had even hinted therewas a lovelier spot than " Cliff House," they would havebeen looked upon by the boys as perfectly insane. Forthe first few days nothing was thought of but the sea andthe sands, and the amount of labour that was expendedon the great castles that were built was enormous. Thelittle ones never tired. There are restless spirits anddiscontented ones, however, to be found at the sea-sideas well as in the country; and after a time, when thenovelty wears off, even the fresh sea-air cannot keepdown dissatisfied feelings.It so happened that on the fourth morning after theirarrival Guy suddenly discovered he had left behind himthe new set line he had prepared with such care beforeleaving home, and this made him feel at variance withall the household. It was therefore at an unlucky mo-ment Charles said, "I wonder what Grandpapa Seldonwill be sending us to-day. This, is his birth-day, youknow, Louisa.""As if we required to be informed of that fact," re-plied Guy, disdainfully; " you might as well tell us thatgrandpapa is in the habit of sending a gift to each of uson that day, instead of allowing us to send him one, aswe do to Grandpapa Dodds.""Come now, boys; let us have no quarrelling, please,"
12 A DISSATISFIED SPIRIT.said Louisa, gently; " I don't think grandpapa wouldapprove of you beginning his birth-day in such a manner."" I didn't mean to quarrel, Louisa," said Charles." Guy always snaps one up so sharply. I can't see thegood of losing one's temper because one was so stupidas to forget one's tackle."" Very well, we shall say no more about it," saidLouisa. " Who is going to help me down to the beach ?I think the rain is going to keep away, after all-out ofpoliteness to me, perhaps.""I wish the rain would come down in bucket-loads,"said Guy. " I'd like to see these mean, contemptiblesneaks, the Wiltons, come back drenched to the skin; itwould only serve them right."" Guy, you seem to be in a very bad humour," saidLouisa. " What have the Wiltons been doing to you now?"" Didn't they hear me wishing I could get a sail overto the lighthouse rocks; and now, when their uncle hashired that large boat to take them all across, they neverthought of inviting me to join them, but asked TomCarter instead."" 1 must not lose any more of the bright sunshine,"said Louisa; " we can talk the matter over on the beach.Give me the use of your arm now, Guy; or must Charleylielp me?"Guy sprang up at once to offer his arm; for Louisa hadfallen some months before and had fractured her ankle,
THE BOX ARRIVES. 13and was only slowly recovering. She was the eldest ofthe family, and a great favourite with her brothers, bothold and young; and it is almost certain, if she could nothave got down to the beach without him, Guy wouldhave given up even the boating party had he been in-vited, to attend upon her. Just as they reached the halldoor, the porter from the railway-station brought a largebox and a great many parcels, which every one knewmust be grandpapa's gifts. Louisa was made as comfort-able as possible on one of the hall chairs, while all thechildren were soon collected round their mamma, to seegrandpapa's birth-day parcels opened. There was, asusual, a gift for every one, from the baby upwards; andthese were handed over to their respective owners amidstmany shouts of delight.A beautiful miniature gun, with a bayonet fixed onthe top, and a gay-coloured flag, were discovered to be forHerbert; and the noise that young gentleman consideredit necessary to make to show his intense satisfaction wasalmost deafening. Every one was more than thankfulwhen he rushed away to show his treasures to a com-panion down on the beach. Somehow the little onesseemed to have got exactly what they had been wishingfor. Bertha especially declaring that the basket sentwas the very thing she wanted, for now she would beable to put in the shells she gathered when walking outwith nurse and baby.
1-I BIRTH-DAY GIFTS.HERBFRT WITH HIS GUN." And I can wheel it along in my new barrow," criedJoe. " See, mamma, what a strong wheel it has; won'tit go nicely through the sand! It won't break like Tom'sone, for see, it's all iron-every bit of it."" It is indeed a beauty," said Mrs. Dodds; it couldalmost hold me, it is so strong."The gifts for the four elder ones had not been pro-duced yet, and as they were down under those for theirmamma and papa, it was evident they had been put thereintentionally. When they did appear, each parcel wasdiscovered to contain a book, beautifully bound." Oh dear," said Guy, " I did hope grandpapa wouldhave sent me a fishing-rod; I 'was wishing for one somuch. As it is a book, I hope it is an adventure one."
GRANDPAPA'S CHOICE. 15"I am sure, whatever it is," said his mamma, turningsharply round towards him, " grandpapa will have chosenit wisely."" I know that, mamma," said Guy, feeling a littleashamed of himself when he thought of the many acts ofkindness he had received from his grandpapa; "of coursegrandpapa will choose wisely, but there is no harm insaying what kind of book I like best, surely."Louisa's was a copy of Longfellow's Poems, andCharles was fortunate in getting what he liked bestof all-" a jolly sea story." Kate, too, was madehappy in finding hers was a volume of fairy tales. Onopening his parcel, Guy could not hide his delight tosee that it contained the handsomest book of all, andbefore looking at the name, stood holding it for theothers to admire; but when he had opened it, and haddiscovered it was a copy of " The Pilgrim's Progress," inspite of its many beautiful illustrations, he seemed quitedissatisfied, and as if he for a moment felt inclined topush it from him. Then grandpapa had written a mottounder their names, seeing which, Mrs. Dodds made each ofthem read it aloud for the general benefit."Now, dears," she said, " grandpapa has not writtenthese words lightly or for nothing. What he has writ-ten he means you to take as a precept-something thatsuits each of you. I know he used to be wonderful in find-ing out the weak points in our characters when we were
16 TIE. MOTTOES.young, and he would point it out to us in a similar way.Sometimes he would write it in bright letters, and hangthe piece of pasteboard in a conspicuous place in our bed-rooms; or he would make a neatly shaped book-marker,and write a motto on it, and put it in the book he knewwe were reading. Now, Louisa, let us have yours."" There is not a moment without some duty,'"read Louisa."You see, dear," said Mrs. Dodds, smiling, "grand-papa wishes to remind you how useful you can be, eventhough laid aside from helping me in your usual activeway. But what is this on Kate's?"Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.'""Oh, that's capital," cried Guy; "grandpapa isalways so amused at Kate proclaiming her good deeds."Mrs. Dodds was about to reply, but instead, took upCharles's book, and opening it, read,-"'Think nought a trifle, though it small appear ;-Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,And trifles life !'""That's so appropriate too," said Guy, laughing." Charley is always turning up his nose at little things.Grandpapa was so angry one day when he plucked up aplant oit of his garden, because, he said, it was such atiny thing, and would take so long to grow."" Well, your turn comes' next, yontg man," said Mrs.(298)
DOWN ON THE BEACH. 17Dodds, laughing; " I hope you will see the propriety olwhat grandpapa has put upon yours.""c I don't see what he can find to say to me," saidGuy, who always imagined he was perfect; yet helooked a little uneasy while taking a private peep at hisbook." Will you please read it at once," said his mamma; andwith a toss of his head, Guy read the following words,-" 'Wishing of all employment is the worst.Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed !'""I can't understand what grandpapa means," said Guy,looking very cross. " Come, Louisa; you will lose all thewarm sunshine if we stay looking at those stupid books;"and giving his beautiful gift a great push, he turned toassist Louisa down the steps. When she had been seatedcomfortably on a nice grassy bank, Charles sat downbeside her, while Guy, in the fisherman's suit he hadcoaxed his mamma to buy for him, stretched himself out,and stuck his hands in his pockets, a sure sign that hewas in an unamiable humour.Louisa began to look over her book of poems; but asGuy continued to appear cross and vexed, she laid itaside, and tried to coax him into good-humour."Come, Guy," she said, "what is the matter withyou? One would think you had received some dreadfulinjury instead of a beautiful present. How it would vexdear grandpapa could he see your gloomy face!"(298) 2
18 WISHING WITHOUT ACTING." I'm not cross," replied Guy, testily; "but I can'tmake out what grandpapa means, and it naturally annoysone to have such stupid words put upon a book.""Now, Guy," said Louisa, " I am sure you cannothave forgotten grandpapa's words when he was here last.Don't you remember you were wishing for somethingpapa could not afford to buy, and kept wish, wishing forit, even after you were told you could not have it, tillgrandpapa laughed, and said, 'Why, Guy, are you tryingthe effects of an invisible wishing-cap ? Have you for-gotten the old saying, If wishes were horses, beggarswould ride ?' ""But I can't see any harm in wishing for a thing,"said Guy." No very great harm, perhaps," replied Louisa; "butwhat grandpapa means by the quotation on your book is,to urge you, instead of wishing for a thing, to set aboutand try if you could not get it by your own exertions.Now, you spoke a little while ago about the Wiltons notinviting you to go with them; but you forgot that papaoffered to hire a boat, if you went to the Cove to fetchit round."" The Cove is five miles off," said Guy; I'd ratherbe excused from walking that distance in this scorchinghot weather.""It's much pleasanter for him to lie here grumbling atthe Wiltons !" said Charles, laughing; but he took care
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A LABORIOUS LIFE. 21to be up on his feet and out of reach of Guy's hand beforehe said it."I wonder, Guy dear, you do not see that this habitof wishing for a thing without working for it is growingupon you," said Louisa, after Charles had gone off to jointhe others."I'm sure every one seems to feel me a burden," saidGuy, sulkily. " I've a good mind to set off and go tosea, or 'list as a soldier, or do something desperate, to berid of the constant lecturing."" It would be a very good plan," said Louisa quietly,knowing Guy had not the slightest intention of doing anysuch thing. " My advice would be to go to sea-youwould be cured of your bad habit in no time; there is notime for wishing there, dear, it is such an active life, asailor's. What brave men they are, to be sure," she con-tinued, looking away out to sea, where a little fleet offishing-boats were busily at work. " Just look at thesefishermen; how hard they work: they have been at theiremployment since before sun-rising."" Oh, they are accustomed to it," said Guy. " Theyare not sailors; their work is very commonplace andsimple."" It may appear so to you, Guy," said Louisa; " but itis a very laborious life-dangerous, too, sometimes. WhenI see them setting out, I'm always reminded of the text,'Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy
22 QUIET MEDITATIONS.might.' It would be well, Guy dear, if you imitatedthem in perseverance."" Oh, please, Louisa, don't you begin to lecture me,"said Guy, turning himself over on his face; " it is quiteenough to have papa and mamma, and grandpapa when hecomes, without having you also."Louisa thought it best to leave him to his own'medi-tations for the present, and took up her book once more.She was glad, however, after a few minutes, to see Guyraise himself; and she knew by the expression of his facehe had been thinking of what they had been saying, andhe evidently meant to shake off the indolent habits hewas forming. He quickly noticed that the bright sun-light was streaming into her face, so that she could notread comfortably; and he ran off home for an umbrellato shade her, and, on his return, volunteered to readaloud to her, which offer she very readily accepted. Andthe afternoon passed so pleasantly, that Guy quite forgothis fishing-tackle, and declared he was very glad the rainhad kept off. As they were returning home, too, theymet the Wilton party returning from their excursion; andGuy was highly flattered to find he had been invited, butthat the servant had forgotten to deliver the note." We had to set out so early," said Robert Wilton;" and of course I knew you were such a sleepy-headthere would be no possibility of you being up, atany rate; but uncle is going to have the boat again
A KIND INVITATION. 23on Thursday, and we hope you and Miss Louisa willjoin us.""1 You are very kind," said Louisa; " I shall only be inthe way." But her face brightened considerably at thethought of going out to the rocks, and to feel herself onthe-water." Oh, nonsense," said Robert Wilton; " we shall stowyou away quite snugly. I insist upon it; and we arenot going till after breakfast, so that you will feel lessfatigued."" I did not think Robert was such a good fellow," saidGuy, now thoroughly ashamed he had wished the rainto drench them, and being delighted with this mark ofattention to his favourite sister. I thought he wasrather selfish, but I see I'm mistaken."Louisa, too, praised him most cordially; and. Mrs.Dodds, when the invitation was explained to her, said shehad no objections to allow them to go, as she knew quitewell Guy would be most careful of her.When Louisa was resting on her couch during the even-ing, Kate came slipping in to have a quiet talk with herbefore tea-time. Louisa felt annoyed for a few minutesthat she was interrupted while reading the story of Hia-watha, and it was on the point of her tongue to say, " Ido wish, Kate, you had not come just now; " but fortu-nately she observed, in time to stop herself, that Kate hadevidently been crying, for her eyes were red and swollen.
24 IN LOUISA'S ROOM.01LOUISA AND KATE.Kate crept up to the couch and whispered, " Can I staywith you, Louisa dear? Shall I disturb you ?"Louisa could not help feeling a little guilty while reply-ing, " Of course you can. Did you want me to help you
IT IS NOT EASY TO BE GOOD. 25with your worsted work, or is it the French exerciseagain? It must be something very serious indeed. Come,tell me what it is."" Oh dear, dear," said Kate, trying to keep back hertears, " it is so hard to keep one's self good; I mean, to dowhat one ought."" Yes, dear, you are quite right; but one must not giveup trying. Have you lost your temper over your lessonsagain ? "" No, it is not that," said Louisa; " my lessons are allprepared; but Charley still continues to laugh at whatgrandpapa has written on my book; and-and-I dothink I had better never do a good or a kind actionagain; then surely I can offend nobody "Louisa's eyes fell upon her grandpapa's words on herown book, and she thought, " My duty is plain here, atall events; well, I am not useless altogether, if I can evenhelp poor little Kate."She put her arms lovingly round her sister, and drewher towards her. "That would be very stupid," she said." That would be doing the very same as the unfaithfulservant did in the parable we were reading this morn-ing. You remember, both you and Charles thoughtthe man was very silly, to tie up his pound in a napkin.No, no, der, you must not shut up your kind little heart,you must do all the good you can; but, as grandpapasays, do it secretly, and when it is found out, try not to
23 MAKING WISE RESOLUTIONS.be vain or conceited about it; for you know, dear, we areonly doing our duty. You said to papa this morning,you would like to be one of Christ's servants; and if Heallows you to be good and kind to the poor, or oppressed,or to any one, you have no cause to be proud of thedeeds, but of being his servant."Before Kate went to bed that night, she resolved tolook about for an opportunity of doing good the very nextday, and made up her mind she would keep it all to her-self. She was so pleased with the idea, that she layawake for hours thinking about it, when she ought tohave been asleep. Louisa, who slept in the same room,was evidently lying awake also; and when the house wafperfectly still, she got out of bed, and, by holding on tothe chairs and other things, managed to get over to thewindow, where she knelt, looking out into the starry sky,and listening to the roar of the waves." Oh, how I wish my leg was strong again " she saidsoftly to herself; " but," she added, "I am like Guy,wishing for it, and taking all the means I can to preventit from getting strong. I have been very stupid to walkover here without my crutch." She turned to gaze out ofthe window once more. Here was an opportunity for Kate.She crept out of bed as stealthily as a mouse could havedone, and placed the crutch against the table, withoutLouisa having seen her, and got into bed again. She hadscarcely got herself snugly tucked up, when Louisa
WATCHING THE WAVES. 276 IRV1- te A, 1_ 'MALL :WATCHING THE WAVES.turned to go back to bed, and her hand came against thecrutch. Of course she was very much surprised; but as
28 A KIND DEED.Kate's bed was in the darkest part of the room, and asshe lay as still as possible, Louisa could not make it outat all. Perhaps she guessed who had done it, but if so,she wisely said nothing about it, in case this was oneof Kate's deeds of kindness she was trying to keepsecret.
_ THAT LOVE H APOR MAN A)CHAPTER II.KATE S FIRST VISIT TO OVERDOWN FARM.9 FTER they had been at the sea-side for someweeks. the Doddses received an invitation tovisit an old friend of their mamma's, Mrs.Hislope by name. She had been housekeeperfor some time to their Grandpapa Seldon,when Mrs. Dodds was a little girl, and hadoccasionally come to pay them a visit. She was a greatfavourite with the children, for not only had she manyanimals to speak about, but could tell such delightfulstories about their mamma when she was a little girl.It had been arranged that they should set out on aparticular Wednesday if the weather was good, and thatthey were to have their dinner picnic fashion, out in thewoods. Kate had been looking forward for days to it,and had been promising herself a very happy day withher cousin Lucy, who was just her own age, and who was
30 A LITTLE HARD ON KATE.to join them for a few days. The Wednesday arrived tofind the weather faultless; but unfortunately their mammacould not accompany them, having some important busi-ness to attend to: she was therefore obliged to place thebaby under Kate's especial charge, nurse being in bedwith a sick headache. A few days ago Kate would havebeen very cross indeed at this arrangement; for she knewshe could not run about with the others, but must walkslowly to suit her little brother. Recollecting her resolu-tion of the past evening, however, she answered quitepleasantly,-"Very well, mamma, I shall take great care of him;and if he cannot climb up the steep places, we will waittill the others come down."" That's my brave girl," said Mrs. Dodds, stooping tokiss Kate. "I shall try to get my work done very fast,and perhaps I shall be in time for the dinner after all;only don't tell the others, in case I cannot get away. Weshall take them by surprise."It was a little hard, at first, to see the others runningup the slopes before her, and waving their caps and hand-kerchiefs to her; none of them having offered to help herto drag baby along. Her cousin Lucy, too, was ratherunkind about it, saying baby ought to have been left athome, it was impossible to go walking so slowly with ababy at one's foot all day; besides, she had promised totry Charley a race up to the top of the hill. so that she
BEING KIND TO BABY. 31could not stay with her. Yet it was pleasant, on theother hand, to listen to baby's shouts of delight at the" t'/ 'V /I)' Y' / -,OUT ON THE HILL-SIDE.sight of the birds and.flowers; and Nettle the terrier wasso polite as to stay with her, and even the peremptorywhistles and calls from his young masters did not coaxhim away from her. Baby was soon very tired, andwhile the others went away to seek for wild-flowers inthe wood, she seated him comfortably on a mossy bank,and made a large daisy ball for him. Several times, whenshe heard the shouts from the other children, and knewthey must be finding such lovely flowers, she began tofeel cross, and a little impatient with poor baby. If helifted up a few of the daisies in her lap, she snatched themaway with a half angry "Don't touch, bby! " oni
32 IN TIE WAGGONS.once, when the shouts were particularly loud and long,she fairly cried.Baby looked at her for a few minutes in great conster-nation, and thinking, no doubt, he had been very naughtyin touching the daisies, he rose to his feet, and puttinghis arms round her neck, said most pathetically, " Me bedood, me lub Tate, me no touch pretty flowers any more."Kate buried her face in the pinafore he held out sokindly towards her, and after a good hearty cry for aminute or two she felt much better. After declaring tobaby he was a perfect darling, and she would really bewith him now in preference to the others, she thoughtit wiser to get out of hearing of the shouts from thewood; and taking baby by the hand, they returned tothe farm, just in time to see the horses retiring to restafter their labours all the morning.It was great fun to climb up into the great longwaggons, and lie down among the sweet hay. Katehoped that some of the children would come in search ofthem; but they were evidently better employed, and werenot troubling themselves a bit about her. Baby fellasleep, and Kate thought to herself, " I can surely leavehim safely here, he always sleeps so soundly;" but thenshe remembered her promise to her mamma, not to leavehim for a moment. " No, he might wake; " she said," and if he finds himself in such a very strange bed, hemight get a terrible fright." Poor Kate could not help
IN THE FARMYARD. 33COMING HOME TO REST.fretting herself somehow; and it really was trying, espe-cially as she had'no book to help to while away the time.It even got to be tiresome watching the hens scrapingamong the fallen leaves, or listening to the cooing oftwo wood-pigeons in the high tree overhead. She wasvery glad when one of the horses gave a great neigh,asking perhaps for some more corn, which caused baby tostart up with a scream of alarm. It took some time tosoothe him, but when he was thoroughly wakened andquieted, she took him round the great farmyard; and hewas so delighted watching one of the men thrashing outthe corn, that he made her stand for ever so long to lookat him. The man was a very good-natured man indeed,and he invited them into the barn, and helped them upon to a nice seat among the straw, out of the way of the(298: 34
34- FINDING PLEASURE IN DUTY.dust. Every time he stopped to take a rest, he spoke tothem so kindly, and answered all Kate's questions aboutthe way they cultivated the corn so pleasantly, that shewas quite entertained with him.THRASHING OUT THE CORN."I have been wondering, miss," he said, "why youstay here, while the others are away in the wood; surelysome of these big boys could give you a lift with the littlelad here. It's very good-natured of you to take such careof him."" Oh, we cannot expect to get through this worldpleasing ourselves," said Kate, feeling herself quite proudthat the attention to her little brother had been noticed.
THE SPRAINED ANKLE. 35" That's very true, miss; but it's kind of you never-theless," said the man.Kate .now went away " with her head quite in the air,"as -.Charley would have said; quite forgetting her grand-papa's advice to be modest about one's good deeds.The other children returned a little before the dinner-hour, all looking hot and tired, and some of them notquite so happy as when they had set out. Lucy had tornher pretty new frock, and was afraid her mamma might beangry; and Charles had hurt his foot while climbing upa tree. None of them looked half so bright and happyas little Kate; for she had the consciousness of havingdone her duty, and adding to the comfort of their brother.After dinner, Mrs. Dodds arrived quite unexpectedly; andhearing from the mistress of the farm-house how wellKate had behaved, she took Tommy under her own charge,and Kate.was free to do what she pleased. She was justgoing to start off after the others, who had gone awayagain to the hill, when she observed Charles sittinglooking very disconsolate under a tree."Why, Charley, what are you doing here ? " she said;"I thought you were with Lucy. Didn't she say shehad challenged you to a race up-hill?""I should like to know how a fellow can race with asore foot !" replied Charles, peevishly. "I do believe thatgirl Lucy is about the most selfish creature I know. Iasked her to stay down here with me, but she only laughed,
36 LOOKING FOR FERNS.and told me I ought not to have sprained my foot; butas I had done it, I must just make the best of it, for.shewas going off with Guy to collect birds' eggs."" Well, never mind her, dear," said Kate, gently; "Iknow I'm not such a good playmate for you as Lucy, butI'm better than nobody. I'll tell you what we can do.Louisa was very anxious to get some ferns, and if youwait a minute, I can look about for some in the wood,and then I can help you over, and you can dig them upfor me.""But then you will not be able to have a game withthe others," said Charles, his face looking a good dealbrighter." Oh, never mind that," said Kate, laughing; " I daresay it will be a good thing if I am prevented runningabout in the hot sun, for the heat always makes my headache."Kate was not long in finding such a lovely tuft of" maiden-hair" fern; and she took hold of Charles by bothhis hand and his arm, and held him up so firmly, that hewas able to walk over to the place with very little pain.On their way they observed a bird sitting in a hole inthe stem of a tree, and it appeared to be so tame that,though it crept up the tree on their approach, they wereable to see it quite plainly. Charles would have likedvery much to carry off the solitary egg he saw in thehole; but Kate coaxed him to leave it alone, saying that
THE STRANGE BIRD. 37THE STRANGE BIRD.the poor bird had looked round at her so dreadfullyfrightened, as if asking her to protect it. As Kate wasso good to him at the moment, Charles said, " Very well;and they continued their search for the ferns and for avariety of mosses." Oh, how pleased Louisa will be with these ferns,"said Kate; " see! here is one I know she has not got, andI have seen a picture of it in her fern-book. I am sure,it must be a rare one."" It is such a little one," said Charles; "throw it away,
38 THE DEER IN THE THICKET.and we will look for a larger one. You can hardly tellit is a fern."" Oh no, we must keep it, in case we can't see another.Louisa has told me that very often when you get a rarespecimen, you may look for days, and not get another."" Well, perhaps; but I am sure I saw lots of that verykind over near that paling. I was looking there for wildroses with Lucy this morning. Do throw it away."But Kate wisely insisted upon keeping it, and Charleswas forced to own in the end she was right; for thoughthey looked very carefully, they could not find anotherlike it. They were repaid, however, for their trouble, bygetting a peep at some beautiful deer resting under athicket of trees. Knowing they would scamper off if theysaw them, the two children crept back again as quietlyas possible, very much pleased at having seen them soclose. Hearing their mamma calling to Guy to gatherin the children, as it was time to set off for home, Charles,with Kate's assistance, hurried over to the porch at thefarm door, where she was sitting with Mrs. Hislope, theirkind hostess."I hope you have had a nice romp now, dear," saidMrs. Hislope; " for you had little or no play at all whilelooking after young master here.""Kate has been so kind as to stay with me, mamma,"said Charles. " It was good of her, though I didn'tthink anything of it at the time."
GOODNESS REWARDED. 39lidtTHE DEER." No, my boy, I dare say not," said his mamma, smiling;"yet it was no trifle either, for Kate loves to romp withLucy and you boys dearly. But though you fancied shewas doing only a comparatively small thing, you see shewas adding to your happiness considerably."Kate was slipping away to avoid hearing more, butMrs. Hislope called her back. " I do wish you wouldallow Miss Kate to spend a few days with us," she said.
40 TURNING OVER A NEW LEAF." I'm sure the eggs and cream would do her good, forshe seems pale and delicate." Mrs. Dodds was verygrateful to Mrs. Hislope for the proposal, and agreed tosend Kate back in the course of a few days. When theywere all ready to return home, poor Charles's foot wasfound to be so much swollen, and so painful, that hismamma was very glad when Mrs. Hislope proposed heshould remain with her, at any rate till Kate came topay her promised visit.When Kate went into Louisa's room after they gothome, she found her sister lying on the sofa sufferingfrom the effects of a severe headache. Kate was rathertired with the long walk from the farm, but she shookoff the feeling of fatigue bravely, and set herself to makeLouisa a little more comfortable. After arranging thepillows, she bathed her forehead with eau-de-Cologne,and putting the little basket with the bright green fernson the little table where Louisa could see it, took up herpretty book of poems and began to read aloud to her.Very soon the tired look disappeared from Louisa's face;but poor Kate fell asleep long before she had got aquarter of the poem read. "Poor child," said Louisa,drawing her tenderly down on to the couch beside her," she is fairly worn out, and yet she was so anxious to beof use to me; I really think she is trying to turn over anew leaf, for she is in general by no means forward to doanything if she is tired."
AT THE FARM. 41'- .. --'--_f-_*' -0IITURNING OVER A NEW LEAF.We must now return to Charles at the farm, and seehow he spends his time during his enforced visit. Thefirst morning, after he had had his breakfast, and wassnugly seated in the large old-fashioned chair Mrs.Hislope placed by the window, he watched with interestthe various pieces of work the men were engaged within.the great farmyard. The clock hanging on the kitchenwall ticked with a slow and solemn sound, and every-
42 LIFE IN THE COUNTRY.thing was so quiet within doors, "just as if it wereSunday," he thought; and he began to wonder howpeople could make up their minds to live all their livesin the country, where everything seemed so dull, somonotonous, and stupid.Mrs. Hislope, who happened to come into the room fora few minutes, observed his thoughtful face, and inanswer to her question, he said, " I can't think how youmanage to live here-always, you know; why, just lookFARMYARD SCENES.at that man thrashing, over in the shed there, it weariesone to see him swinging and slapping his great flails soconstantly. How his head and his arms must ache "" There is a great deal, they say, in custom, Master
i FARMING NOT SO EASY. 43Charles," said Mrs. Hislope; " and it is a blessing it is soarranged, for if every one was of your mind, how wouldwe get the grain thrashed and the corn ground to makeour bread with ?""Why, you might send it to the thrashing-mill," saidCharles. " Papa was telling us there are mills now forthrashing the corn; and they do it so fast! ""Oh yes," said Mrs. Hislope; "but we are not sorich as some of our neighbours; and besides, we have anumber of faithful old servants who have been in the habitof doing all the work by hand: but I thought you wereonly objecting to the use of the flail because of its mono-tonous sound; now, I fancy you might not like the milleither,-they are nasty noisy things.""Well, I don't think I should care to be a farmer,"said Charles. " It seems to be remarkably easy, but Iwould far rather be a sailor or a doctor.""It is not so easy as you think, Master Charles," saidMrs. Hislope; "it takes a wise head to look after a farm,I can tell you, a far wiser head, in fact, than a sailor re-quires, or maybe a doctor either, for that matter, thoughthey are all of use in their proper places."Mrs. Hislope then left the room, and Charles began tothink the conversation over, which recalled to him thewords his grandpapa had written on his book. "There,"he said, laughing to himself, " though I began by sayingfarming was disagreeable, I end by calling it a trifle; I
44 A NEW ACQUAINTANCE.suppose were grandpapa here he would remind me thatthis is 'one of the trifles that make life.' What a cleverold man grandpapa is; he seems to know about every-thing under the sun. Well, I do mean to set about inright earnest to my studies after the midsummer holi-days are over, for I don't want to be a 'fool at forty.'Oh, how glad I am grandpapa didn't write that on mybook."Mrs. Hislope, fearing her young guest might feel dull,ordered one of the farm men to carry him out to theorchard, where it was cool; and after setting him down,the man said, very good-naturedly, "If you wouldn'tthink it a freedom, sir, I'll bid my boy Joe come overto keep you company; he's got some fine rabbits, too, thatyou might like to see."Charles thanked the man, and said he would be veryglad to see Joe, and the rabbits also; and, accordingly,in a short time he saw a boy about his own age comingover the stile, carrying a pair of large rabbits in his arms.They were very tame, and ran about close to whereCharles was sitting; and when Joe had gathered somenice fresh food for them, they nibbled at it quite con-tentedly, and never attempted to run away. Joe wasrather bashful at first, but Charles talked to him aboutthe rabbits, and they at length became good friends.He was very much surprised to find that Joe wasfurther advanced in his studies than he was, -and* i '' .-
HONEST JOE. 45JOE'S RABBITS.more so when he was told that Joe paid for his ownschooling." Why, how do you manage it ? " said Charles. " Doyou save up the pocket-money your father gives you ?""No, sir," said Joe; " my father is only a poor man,and hasn't any money to give me; but the way I do isthis: I sell all my young rabbits at the market, andmother lets me have half of the egg money, and I getsomething for going to the post-office for the mistress'sletters, and then I work in the fields all the summer, orany time during the holidays, and the money I make islaid away in a box, to pay for my schooling.""( Well, that is very strange," said Charles: " and
46 THE EFFECT OF PERSEVERANCE.have you never any pocket-money, to buy sweets, andballs, and these things, while at school ? ""No, sir," said Joe, smiling at Charles's puzzled face;"when mother and father do so much to help me tokeep at school, I don't want to spend their money onplaythings. For that matter, I have very little timefor play; for when I have a spare hour, I help my sisterEsther with her lessons. She is almost as far on as Iam, and she has never been at school at all."Charles could not help noticing how proudly Joe spokeabout his sister, and he contrasted it with his own be-haviour to poor little Kate. Often she had come to askhis assistance with a difficult sum, or a hard quotation,that would have given him little or no trouble to explain;but he had sent her away again to find it out as best shecould. And here was this poor boy, who had to earnall his school fees himself, giving up his very play-hour tohelp his sister. "You see, sir," said Joe, "Esther andI are twins, and she is not very strong, and the doctorsays she will never be fit for hard work; so she wants tobe a lady's-maid, or a milliner: but when I get to be aman, I am going to have her to keep my house; I shan'tlet her work.""You must be very fond of your sister," said Charles." Is she as fond of you ? What like is she ?"Joe had evidently never been asked to describe hissister before, and was at a loss what to say. "If you
JOE'S SISTER. 47could manage to walk along to the end of the orchard,"he said, "you would see her yourself; she was sittingsewing by the window when I passed."ESTHER.Charles, being somewhat curious, rose up at once; buthe had to ask Joe to let him lean on his shoulder, hisI.
48 KATE ARRIVES.foot was still so painful. With his help, and walkingslowly on the soft green grass, he managed to get withinsight of Joe's home, when, on looking up, he saw one ofthe prettiest faces he had ever seen, looking out of awindow covered with flowers and honeysuckles. Sheseemed to be watching something very earnestly, andwas unaware of their approach. This turned out to betwo pigeons sitting on the low fence, who were cooingaway to each other so prettily. Charles was almostangry with Joe for clapping his hands and frighteningthe birds away, and causing Esther to start back. Whenshe saw who was with her brother, she seemed either tobe quite afraid, or shy, and went away to another part ofthe house; and Charles, though he sat for ever so long,could not get another peep at her. The next day Katearrived, and he was very glad to have her, for it wasdull work enough to live in a house where every one wasso busy, and when he was compelled to sit so much withhis foot propped up before him. Kate, however, was sovery kind that he did not feel the confinement nearly somuch as he did at first; and after a few days he was ableto walk about, with the help of a stick and her arm.When Joe returned from school, he and Esther, andtheir little brothers and sisters, would go out for a rompin the field behind their house, where the wind-millstood, and Charles and Kate would very soon join them.These were happy afternoons, and Charles learned for
JOE'S GOOD-NATURE. 49--kIN THE FIELD.the first time that it wasn't at all necessary for a boy totease his younger sisters, and could not help admiringJoe's uniform good-nature to every one.(28s) 4
CHAPTER III.NEW FRIENDS.SATE had not been at Overdown Farm twodays, when she began to look about her foran opportunity of doing good in a quietway, and very soon an opportunity presenteditself. She was passing near the kitchen-door, when she heard old Bet the cook say-ing, " If this had not been Saturday I'd have run down toDame Huxley's with some of this soup. I hear she islaid up again, and is very weak."Kate waited till Bet was alone, and slipping up to her,whispered, "Do you think I could take the soup? IsDame Huxley's far away ? "" No, miss," said Bet; " it's just at the end of the lanethat leads to the church."" Oh, I know," replied Kate; "it is that dear littlecottage with the roses climbing up to the top of the
DAME HUXLEY'S COTTAGE. 51chimney, and there is a lovely bush of seringa in thegarden."" Yes, that's the very house, my dear," said Bet'; butwe must ask the mistress if she will allow you to takeit, for she may not approve of a young lady like youcarrying a large tin pitcher."" Please, Bet, don't say a single word about it; I'llrun and get my hat. I can carry the pitcher quite well.Mamma allows me to do such things for the old peopleat home, and I like to do it;" and Kate ran off at onceto get ready.Dame Huxley was lying in her bed when Kate entered,evidently suffering from severe pain; but when she sawwho her visitor was, she drew herself up in the bed, andseemed very glad to see tier. Kate discovered that theold woman lived alone, and she was very much surprisedto hear she did all her work herself, with the help of alittle boy who lived at the end of the wood. The dame'scough seemed to get very bad when she spoke, so thatKate would not ask her another question, but got out alittle pan from the cupboard, and put some of the soupon the fire to warm. While the old woman was takingit, Kate opened a small prayer-book she found on one ofthe.,shelves, and read one of the portions of Scripture outof it, as she was in the habit of doing to the old peoplein their own village at home, and when she had closedthe book she sang two verses of a hymn. Dame Huxley
52 LITTLE DEEDS OF KINDNESS.was very much refreshed, and said, though the soup haddone her a great deal of good, the reading and the hymnhad done her far more, and she hoped the little ladywould come back again soon. As the next day wasSunday, Kate promised to try and see her on her way tochurch, if Mrs. Hislope would allow her to leave a littleearlier. Permission was readily granted, and Kate setKATE ON HER WAY TO CHURCH.out the next morning as cheerful as a bird on her errandof mercy. She enjoyed the walk through the lanes, forthough it was late autumn, the hedges were still beautifulwith their variegated colours, and she was able to find
THE PLEASURES OF HEALTH AND YOUTH. 53nuts, which she thought the good dame might like.The birds, too, kept hopping in and out; and now andthen a robin flitted past, and perched on a twig, peeringat her curiously as she went along, and then chirping sosweetly, as if he wanted her to know he quite approvedof her conduct.She looked so bright and happy when she got toDame Huxley's, that the old woman was quite infectedwith her cheerfulness, and almost forgot her pains andher aches. " Oh, what a blessed thing it is to be youngand have good health, miss," she said; " ay, and a kindheart, for it's few young folks care to trouble themselveswith a lone old woman like me."" Oh, don't say that, dame," said Kate, blushing." Didn't you say yesterday that some little boy helpedyou a great deal ?"" And that he does," said the dame heartily. " He'shiding at the back of the window outside to hear yousing," she continued, in a whisper. " He heard youyesterday, and he was greatly taken with it, poor lad."" Is he very poor? " said Kate; "you were telling meabout him yesterday, but the cough stopped you."".Ay, Dick is very poor," said the dame, still in awhisper, " and he has a hard life of it, poor lad. Hisfather is a great drunkard; some people say he killedhis wife,-as good a woman as ever breathed; she kept herthree children always tidy and neat. But he's gone and
54 POOR DICK.married another woman, as worthless as himself, andDick and his two little sisters lead a dog's life of it.Dick comes to me when she is extra hard upon him, andI share my little with him; for he's an honest lad, andwould do well if he had the chance."Kate was very much interested in little Dick's history,and all the time of the service she could not help think-ing of him, and wondered how she could help him. Asthey were leaving church, Mrs. Hislope stopped to speakto an old man in one of the free seats, and Kate walkedslowly on. She was attracted by seeing a little boypeering cautiously round one of the pillars near the door,evidently very much afraid lest he should be observed bythe beadle. He was gazing up at the great gilded organ,and did not hear Kate's step; and before he had time torun away she was close to him, and had asked his name.To her astonishment he said it was Dick." What, are you the little boy Dame Huxley has toldme about ? " said Kate." Yes, miss, I bees," said the boy; " and you are thelittle lady what sings. I heard you, miss."Kate could hardly keep from laughing at the strangeway he spoke; but remembering it would be very rude,she drew in her breath, and said, " Were you in churchto-day ?"" Oh no, miss," said the boy. " Church ain't for thelikes of me; but the dame, she says, I might sit in the
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" YOU BE OFF !" 57porch outside and I could hear the music, and that thepeople inside they would be singing like the little lady.How does they get the music to come out o' them pipes?"Mrs. Hislope here came up, and seeing who Kate wasspeaking to, drew her quickly away. " My dear," shewhispered, " that boy is the son of the worst man in thewhole country for miles round. You be off," she said,turning to Dick, " and don't let me see you speaking tothis little lady again."The tears started to Dick's eyes, and he was going tocreep away into the churchyard; but Kate caught him bythe hand, and held it tightly." Oh, please, Mrs. Hislope, this is Dame Huxley'sDick, and he is so good and so kind to her. Do, please,come and hear what she has to say about him. He isnot a wicked boy, and he cannot help his father beingnaughty."Mrs. Hislope, being very good-natured, at once con-sented to step out of her way for a few minutes; and sheheard such a good report of the boy, that she promisedto see if he could be employed about the farm. Thenext day, at breakfast-time, Mrs. Hislope spoke to herhusband about it; and, to Kate's great delight, he saidthe boy could come up on trial. Mrs. Hislope then toldKate, that if she liked to help her, they might clear acorner of the loft for a sleeping-place for her protege.Kate lost no time in getting Joe; and, before dinner-
58 PREPARING DICK'S BEDROOM.time, they had made such a neat little sleeping-place,that Kate declared she shouldn't mind taking up herabode in it herself. Mrs. Hislope gave her an old pairof sheets and some blankets, and Esther hurried to gether own duties done, so that she might help to makethe bed, Kate not being so experienced in such matters.The sheets were spread over the clean sacks, filled withfresh, soft chaff from the barn; and after the bed wasmade, Charley, who had insisted upon coming up intothe loft, made a book-shelf to hang upon the wall, andshowed Joe how to nail a piece of wood on to the topof an old barrel for a table. Mrs. Hislope said the bareboard was nice enough; but as Kate seemed vexed whenshe refused her the piece of white cloth for a cover, shesent Betty away in search of a piece. An old box wasthen dragged up to put his clothes in-" when he gotthem," as Charley said; but Kate said, " Oh, he musthave some clothes, you know; and I am sure mammawill give us some from the old clothes' closet when shehears about him."It was a sight to see little Dick's face when he wasushered up into his room, and told it had been preparedfor him. His own home, since his mother had died, hadbeen so miserable, and everything was so untidy andwretched, that this little nook in the loft was like apalace to him. At the sight of the bunch of flowersKate had insisted upon putting on the barrel-table he
AN APT SCHOLAR. 59fairly cried, much to Joe's astonishment; but Kate knewby instinct it was the feeling of comfort that had touchedhis heart, and she beckoned to Joe to slip away.Dick's eldest sister being able to work a little, she wastaken by Dame Huxley to help her, as the old woman wasnow past working for herself; and the youngest one wasplaced in a school by some kind friends who heard aboutthe case; and Dick's mind was at rest about them." You will give him a lesson now and then," said Kateto Joe; " and will you look after him to see that he doeshis work well? It would indeed be sad if he repaidMrs. Hislope's kindness with ingratitude." Joe readilypromised to look after Dick, and teach him to read whenhe had time, a promise he faithfully kept; and such anapt scholar did Dick become, that, before many monthswere past, he was able to write a letter to Kate, in abeautiful text hand, thanking her for all she had donefor him.The two children were very sorry when the day camefor them to return home, and they told Mrs. Hislope theywould only be too glad to get their mamma's permissionto spend a longer time with her next summer."I see, Master Charles," she said, "you have got abetter opinion of the country than you had at first; but Idon't wonder at it, for the confinement and the strangelife must have been very hard upon you."" Oh, I think it's jolly," replied Charles, laughing too;
60 EVERY MAN TO HIS TRADE." I can't exactly say I'd like to stay here always, but Idon't think it a bit dull now."" Not even the thrashing, eh, sir ? " said Mrs. Hislope,smiling archly." No, not even that," replied Charles, laughing. " Ihope mamma will let us come next year; and if shedoes, I mean to try my hand at everything. Joe'sfather says I couldn't guide the plough, but I'm certainI could; at any rate, I mean to try."" Ah, you had better stick to your books, Master Charles,and leave.the plough to Joe and his father. Every man tohis trade, you know."" But Joe is not going to be a ploughman," saidCharles, " but a great engineer; and he is going out toIndia in a large steamer."Mrs. Hislope apparently did not approve of Joe'sambitious projects. but she only repeated again, " Everyman to his trade;" and though Charles was somewhatsurprised, he had no opportunity of saying more, as thedog-cart was at the door.It was very pleasant to get home again, for they werea very united family the Doddses, and did not pay manyvisits; and though the boys did tease their sisters occa-sionally, still they were all very happy together. Louisawas out, their mamma said on their arrival, and theyhastened down to the beach, where they found her nurs-ing the baby on her favourite seat near the pier. The
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RECOUNTING PAST PLEASURES. 63fishermen were so sorry for the pale-faced young ladywho was always so polite to them, that they made a niceseat for her, and hung up an old sail to shelter her fromthe sun; and there Kate and Charles found her. She wasquite charmed with all their stories of their visit to thefarm, particularly about little Dick, Esther, and Joe; andshe said to Charles she hoped he would profit by Joe'sexample, for if a poor boy could do so much with almostno help, surely Charles could do a great deal with hismany advantages. Louisa sighed and looked so melan-choly that both Charles and Kate saw something hadgone wrong during their absence."" What is the matter, dear Louisa ? " said Kate; " haveyou a sick headache to-day?"" No, dear; but I have been made a little nervous byGuy. He and papa quarrelled this morning, and Guy ismost unreasonable; he wishes papa to send him to thesame school the Wiltons go to, and papa cannot afford todo it. Besides, Guy is not far enough advanced for suchan expensive school, though at his age he ought to be.""I should think so," said Charles. "Why, HarryWilton is two years younger than Guy, and he readsLatin and Greek beautifully. Harry says the boys athis school would laugh at him for being so far behind.""And yet Guy ought not to be so backward," saidLouisa. "His teachers all say he does not want forability; but then he is so lazy, he would rather do any-
64 FACING A DIFFICULTY.thing than learn his lessons. But it is not only that:papa was telling him that he has made some unfortunatespeculations, and fears he must keep you all at home forsome months, though he meant to send you boys to someschool. This naturally grieves papa, for he sees you donot pay attention to your tutor, and are not to be trustedwith so much time at your disposal. Instead of studyingmore under these circumstances, he is afraid you will stillbe idle and neglect your lessons."Charles was a warm-hearted boy, and high-spirited toa degree; and though it was true he had a habit of de-spising small things, he rather enjoyed having a difficultyto face. " Oh, that's jolly news," he cried; then, checkinghimself at the sight of Louisa's astonished face, he addedquickly, " I don't mean it's jolly that papa has not beensuccessful, but I'd like to show him I can be trusted forone. I won't waste a moment of my time, if he willonly try me; and, what's more, I'll help Herbert on withhis lessons if he wants me."" That's bravely spoken, Charley," said Louisa, laugh-ing, "and I hope it will stand the test. I have knowna boy who was very cross when his younger brother askeda little assistance, and who was always inclined to leavehis lessons at the least interruption, after having madesimilar promises.""Oh, of course you mean me," replied Charley; "butnow I do intend to keep by what I say-but look! " he
RUNNING TO THE RESCUE. 65cried, suddenly pointing out to some rocks, and the nextmoment he. was gone. Louisa was somewhat alarmed, onlooking round, to see her little sister Bertha and her com-panion, Emily Wilton, out upon some rocks. The tidewas coming fast in, but the children continued to pick upthe shells, unconscious of any danger. Charles was besidethem in a few moments, though not without some troubleOVERTAKEN BY THE TIDE.to himself, and even pain from his foot, that was stillweak from the recent sprain. He snatched up his littlesister Bertha in his arms, who clung to him in terror(298) 5
66 SAFE ON SHORE.when she saw they were surrounded with water, and bid-ding Emily keep close to him, he waded out, and gotthem both safely to the shore. Poor Emily's boots werein rather a sad state, as she had to walk right through thewater; but then it was better to lose one's boots thanone's life, as Charles wisely said; and she trotted off hometo get them changed, hoping that both her mamma andtheir nurse would think the same.0
CHAPTER IV.OLD WHISKER.FEW days afterwards Mr. Dodds decided toreturn home, for they had only gone tolive at the sea-side for the summer months.When the time was fixed, Kate came intoher mamma's room one forenoon, and, aftera little hesitation, asked if she might beallowed to give away her last new doll. Her mammawas somewhat surprised at the request; but Kate ex-plained that she did not mean to play with dolls anymore, and as her little sisters had plenty of their own,she would like so much to give it to Esther and hersister at the farm, whose parents were too poor to buythem toys. Mrs. Dodds at once consented, thinking herlittle girl was beginning to feel it was really more blessedto give than to receive. The next forenoon Kate andCharles set out for Overdown Farm, and received a hearty
68 KATE'S PRESENT.welcome from Mrs. Hislope, who was only sorry theywere going to leave the neighbourhood so soon, and thatthey could not stay with her more than a few hours.The doll was then carried over and presented to Esther,who did nothing " but stare at it," as Charles said, " witheyes as wide as tea-cups." Their old grandmother, whohappened to be on a visit to her son at the time, wasalmost as delighted as Esther was; and when the dollwas made to open and to shut her eyes, she kept saying," Lack-a-daisy! what a clever young miss!" just as ifthe doll were alive."1 Indeed, it's kind of you, young lady, to rememberthem as has no way of buying such fine things," said theold grandmother. " There's many and many a younglady like you who might give a deal of pleasure to others,who never think of the poor at all."" 0 grandmother," said Esther, "we are not poor.Miss Kate did not give it to me because she thought thatof us."" No, indeed," said Kate; "I thought you would liketo have a keepsake, Esther-something that would beuseful to amuse the little ones; but please don't speakof it any more. I want to run out to see the rabbits; wemust be going in a few minutes. How are the youngones Joe promised to keep for me getting on ?"" Oh, beautifully," said Esther; "you will hardlyknow them from the big ones now."
" OH, WHAT A FINE MISS!" C9KATE'S PRESENT." I'm rather sorry for that," said Kate, laughing. " Ilike them so much when they are little-they look somuch prettier."; i'
70 A SAD PIECE OF NEWS.When the rabbits had been inspected, and some booksleft for Joe, who was still at school, they returned topartake of the plentiful lunch Mrs. Hislope had preparedfor them. While they were eating it, Mrs. Hislope toldthem all that had happened since they had been therelast. The favourite cow had had a calf, which was to becalled after Kate; and that young lady was so delightedat this, that she wanted to run away there and then tohave a peep at her little namesake. Mrs. Hislope wouldnot allow her, however, but insisted upon waiting tillafter luncheon, making them laugh by saying there wasno danger of little Kate running away. She could wait,but the pudding old Bet had made expressly for themwould not. " I have rather a sad piece of news for you,Master Charles," said Mrs. Hislope; " your old friendWhisker, that you used to ride upon so often, has beenailing, and we fear he must be got rid of."" Oh, poor Whisker," said Charles; "I do hope youwon't send him away, Mrs. Hislope. How much wouldit take to buy him ? I'm sure papa would give me themoney if-oh, I forgot, papa has need of his money justnow ;-but must he really be sold ? ""No, not sold," said Mrs. Hislope; "he is too. oldand faithful a friend to sell. I meant, we fear he must bedestroyed to save him from suffering pain; but he mayget round yet."It was impossible for Charles to eat any more after
AN OLD FAVOURITE. 71this. The nice pudding Betty had been so kind as toprepare. had lost all its charms, and Mrs. Hislope observ-ing this, told them to run out for. a moment to the yard,and they would see Whisker there."-.._: , _,,OLD WHISKER.Whisker was standing dreamily watching a hen andher chickens basking in the bright sunshine. His eyes,that had always been so bright, were now dull and heavy;and when Charles patted and stroked him, he scarcelynoticed the kind caress. "' Don't you know me, Whisker,oldhorse? " said Charles, feeling almost like to cry. "Come,old fellow, look up; here's one of your favourite biscuits."Whisker hereupon turned his head slowly round and
72 GOING TO MAKE MONEY.looked earnestly at him, and then, seeming to rememberwho his visitors were, he took the biscuit graciously, andbiting off a piece, tried to eat it, letting the most of itfall amongst the hens. He even went with them to thegate, and stood watching them till they were out of sight,having brightened up more than he had done for days,Mrs. Hislope said. After spending a very happy daywith Mrs. Hislope, and taking a last peep at Whiskerand the cow, the children returned home, rejoicing in theknowledge that they were to spend their next holidaysat the farm, and be allowed to stay for a much longerperiod." I'll tell you what I mean to do, Kate," said Charleson his way home; " I'm going to make money. Don'tlaugh at me, for it's true.""And what will you do with it, Charley ? " said Kate,beginning to look a little afraid of her brother, or ratherseeming awe-struck with the grand notion." I'm going to buy Whisker," said Charles, drawingup his head proudly. " I spoke to Mr. Hislope about itbefore I left, and he is going to keep him for me; that is,he has promised not to shoot him for some months, andby that time I shall have the money ready."" 0 Charley dear," said- Kate, "I fear you are tooyoung to make money; it must require such a lot to buya large horse."" At any rate, I mean to try. I never understood the
NOT WISHING, BUT DOING. 73lines grandpapa wrote on my book till now. I don'tmean to despise the smallest trifle now. I can tell youI've read about boys making money, and they weresmaller than I am. Why, look what Joe does ? Whiskershall be mine, that I'm determined on; and I shan't belike Guy,-he would keep wishing he could save poorWhisker, but I'll do it."That very afternoon his resolution was put to the test.Some of the younger children were ailing, and as Mrs.Dodds was afraid they were taking whooping-cough, thebaby, who was not ill, was removed to the parlour. AsMrs. Dodds and nurse also were both required in thenursery, she turned to Guy, who was reading, and askedhim to amuse his little brother during her absence. Guymumbled something about wishing children would keepwell and not bore people; but Charley said, " All right,mamma, I'll see to him; he shan't have time to cry orfret till you come back." Had Mrs. Dodds not been ina hurry she would have reproved Guy; but she passed hiscross remark without any notice, and said to Charley," Thank you, my boy; and as you will be deprived of yourplay-hour, you shall have a sixpence instead."When their mamma had left the room, Guy looked upfrom his book and called out crossly, "I wish you wouldstop that horrid noise; I thought baby's rattle was badenough, but that noise you make with your mouth isabominable!-I wish you would stop."
74 EARNING THE " NEST-EGG."| t" " -i I41 I---i / /AMUSING BABY.Charles was kneeling on the floor before the baby,amusing him by " breaking eggs," as he called it; andthough the noise was certainly by no means agreeable,
MAKING A BEGINNING. 75baby was delighted beyond description, and every timethe mouthful of eggs was broken, insisted that anothershould be demolished. " I dare say you do wish me tostop," said Charles, laughing; but I've my sixpence toearn, mind that, and so long as Master Baby likes thismode of playing, I'm bound to continue it; but if it isdisagreeable to you, why don't you go to another room ?The whole house is free to you, but it isn't to baby."" Man, I wonder you would do such a thing," said Guy;"it's girl's play that! Can't you call Kate down toamuse the little brat ? ""And lose my sixpence? " said Charles." Why, what's a sixpence! one would think you hadnever had one before," replied Guy."" Count nought a trifle, though it small appear,'" saidCharles, waving his arm over his head; "a sixpence is asixpence, and is a beginning to a fortune. I'm going tobecome rich, baby," he said, after he had smashed anotherdozen of eggs; and, as nurse would say, that sixpenceis to be my nest-egg. There must be a beginning somre-where, you know."" I think you are going out of your senses," said Guy,turning to his book; but seeing that Charles paid noattention to him, but went on amusing baby in even amore noisy way, he took himself and his book off tohis own room.At the end of the hour Kate, who had been practising,
76 HERBERT MAKES A DISCOVERY.came and told him he was to go up to speak to hismamma, and she would play with baby. Away he ran,feeling happier, he owned to himself, than he ever re-membered having been before. " I wonder if it's becauseof the sixpence," he said. " Well, I suppose so, for it'sso much off Whisker's price, poor old fellow."While Kate was playing with baby, Herbert came run-ning in to tell her he had discovered their cat with a whole1,PUSS AND HER KITTENS.lot of kittens under a bush in the garden. Baby wastherefore wrapped carefully up, and they went out to seethe wonderful sight. Herbert, bidding Kate step very
HOW MRS. PUSS GETS HOME. 77gently, for puss was fast asleep, pulled back the bush,when there lay pussy with three very fat kittens besideher. She was a very large gray cat; and they were soglad to find she had one exactly like herself, while theother two were black. Both Herbert and Kate were alittle afraid, if pussy and her kittens were discovered,nurse would make one of the servants drown them,especially when they were going home the next day.So Herbert went off to the village, and begged an oldhamper from the grocer; and the next morning Mrs. Pussand her three kittens were carefully packed in it, un-known to anybody. Every one thought it was only pussyherself; and as Herbert had taken charge of her on theirway to the sea-side, nobody suspected anything. Thekittens were so fat that they never cried once; which wasa good thing, as Herbert said, for nurse insisted uponhim sitting next to her on the top of the carriage, andthe least squeak would have reached her sharp ears.It was " awfully jolly," Herbert said, after they wenthome, not to be forced to go to school, as had beenarranged; for, instead, for the present they had lessonson the lawn, with Louisa for their teacher; and the biggerboys were very civil in helping the little ones; even Guywas good-natured with them at first, though afterwards,when the rainy weather came, and they had to havelessons in-doors, he did not like it quite so well.After a few weeks their papa engaged a new tutor for
78 A GOOD TUTOR.AT SCHOOL ON THE LAWN.Guy and Charles, who came every day, and showed atonce he was a good teacher, and meant to do his dutythoroughly by the boys. It had been arranged, if theycould finish their lessons before the appointed time, theywere to be allowed to do what they pleased with theirleisure hours. Mrs. Dodds had been made a confidante
IT'S THE EARLY BIRD THAT PICKS UP THE WORM. 79about the purchase of the horse Whisker; and thoughshe laughed at Charles, she consented to help him tomake up the necessary sum, provided he was diligentand did not neglect his duties. In the early autumnmornings Charles was up by daylight, and though it waschilly enough, he would button his jacket tight to keephim warm, and trudge off with his fishing-rod over hisshoulder. If he caught any trout, the cook had ordersto buy them of him for breakfast; and though he onlygot twopence for the very largest ones, still the sum inhis money-box was steadily increasing; and besides, hewas laying up to himself, though he did not take thatinto account at the time, a good stock of health, and ahabit of early rising and perseverance.One morning his papa discovered him sitting on abank eagerly watching his float. All at once a fishjumped at it, and he whisked it out, calling as he did so," There, I've at any rate gained a penny after my twohours' labour; it's not much, but it makes my four andelevenpence five shillings, and I may have better lucknext time."His papa, who knew nothing about his intention tobuy Whisker, inquired what he was going to do with thefish, and if he sold them. When he heard it was thecook who employed him, he laughed heartily, sayingthat she must drive a very close bargain to give only apenny for such a good-sized trout.
80 A GOOD MORNING'S WORK.MORNING OCCUPATION." It's not cook, papa," said Charles, " it's mamma whofixed the price; for you know I might get greedy andavaricious, as she says, and it does not do to be that withone's own mamma, you know. Besides, I get a pennyfor the very tiny ones, and that makes up."" Oh, well," replied Mr. Dodds, laughing, " I dare saymamma knows best;" and he began to talk about some-thing else, to Charles's great delight; for he feared hemight ask what he was going to do with the money, andput a stop to the plan entirely."When they reached home, Mr. Dodds went into theroom called the schoolroom, a thing he very seldom did,
EMPTY MEDITATIONS. 81for he was always in a hurry to leave for business. Therehe found Guy sitting on a stool, his elbows on his knees,and his face leaning on his hand, staring listlessly intothe fire. Heseemed to be half asleep, and his pale facei i 1-- -.DOING NOTHING.was a striking contrast to Charles's as he came in to showoff the fruit of his morning's work.(298) 6
82 THE KNIGHTS OF OLD."Why, Guy, my boy," said Mr. Dodds, "how longhave you been out of bed ?""An hour and a half, papa," replied Guy, stretchinghimself and yawning. " I rose half an hour earlier thatI might learn this piece of French. I do wish you wouldlet me off from learning French, papa; I can't see thegood of it at all."" Well, now that you have been at it so long, you willbe able to say it perfectly," said Mr. Dodds, lifting upthe book. " Come, repeat it to me."" Oh, I can't-I have only looked over it twice," saidGuy, blushing and stammering."Then what have you been doing instead with yourtime ?""Nothing; only sitting here. I began to think, andforgot the French; but I have still half an hour afterbreakfast. I'll soon learn it."" I'm a little curious to discover what you were think-ing about so earnestly that it made you forget yourduty."" 0 papa, please don't be angry; I really couldn'thelp it," said Guy. "I was reading a book about twoknights and the wonderful deeds they performed; and Iwas wishing I had lived in those days, they were so jolly.I don't think they troubled themselves much withlessons, but more with shooting and hawking. It musthave been good fun altogether."
A SORRY KNIGHT. 83"And supposing they did not trouble themselvesabout lessons, how do you think they became proficientin shooting and hunting? Sitting with their hands intheir pockets, or by staring into a fire ? No, my boy; hadyou lived in those times you would have been a sorryknight, and would have been thrown in the first tilt, ifyou ever had the spirit to attempt a trial at arms. In-stead of wishing for an impossibility, be active now inthe day God has given you, or I very much fear myeldest son will be a good-for-nothing all his life long.There is no mistake you are anything but wise now,Guy; and though I may not live to see it, you will un-doubtedly, if you persevere in going on as you are doing,be a fool at forty."That same afternoon the two brothers were seated intheir papa's private room learning their lessons for the.next day. The tutor had arranged to come some hours.earlier, that their tasks might be over sooner, as theirGrandpapa Seldon was expected to spend a few days withthem, and was to arrive during the afternoon.They indulged themselves in a short game at cricket,just to freshen themselves; and though Guy would gladlyhave continued it, Charles carried of the bat and ball, so.Guy was compelled to go in-doors also. Charles beganat once to his Latin; but Guy, instead of getting hisbooks, sat down with his arms on the table, and began tobuild a grand air-castle, with himself as the proprietor, rid-
84 THE GRAND CASTLE FALLS.ing out on a beautiful horse, with a scarlet velvet saddleand gold mountings.. He was in the act of fancying hesaw the villagers bowing and bending to him, as he rodealong with squires and fine pages all grandly dressed alsosurrounding him, when all of a sudden down fell hiscastle, caused by the one word " Hallo !" being shouted,as he thought, right into his ear. He started up, whenthere stood Grandpapa Seldon behind the tall screen,having come exactly a day sooner than he had been ex-pected." Well, boys, well," he said, after they had greeted himwarmly, "who is the best scholar? Come, now, Icaught Guy with such a studious face, that he must havethe Latin and French dictionaries at his tongue's end."To Guy's horror, his grandpapa deliberately seatedhimself, and began to question them about their lessonsof the last month; but Guy answered so badly, that hisgrandpapa saw he had forgotten all about it, if he everknew. Charles, on the contrary, though by no meanssuch a clever boy naturally as Guy, answered so readily,that his grandpapa was delighted with his intelligentanswers."Ah, my boy," said Mr. Seldon, "one can see youmean to get wise with speed and don't intend to be afool, so we must help you. There is a vacancy in theschool your friends the Wiltons are at:- I meant to havespoken to your papa about it for Guy, but he is not fit
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A KIND PROPOSAL. 87to compete with the advanced stage of the pupils, and myold friend Dr. Newbattle must have studious boys. Howwould you like to go there, Charles ?""Very much indeed, grandpapa; but "- here Charlessuddenly recollected Whisker. If he went to school hecould not make money to buy Whisker."What does that formidable 'but' put its nose in for,I wonder?" said grandpapa, laughing; " are you afraidto face the strict rules of the school? I will not hidefrom you the worthy doctor is a strict disciplinarian."" Oh, it's not that, grandpapa," said Charles, hangingdown his head; " the Wiltons told us all about him. I'dlike to go to his school very much, but it interferes with alittle plan I have that can only be carried out at home."Now Guy was a good deal provoked with his grand-papa, and cross with his brother for being so fortunate,and he said with a sneer, "He won't be able to makepennies by catching trout, or sixpences by shootingwild pigeons and rabbits for mamma with the bow andarrows he has made. The fine fur cap he wears on theseoccasions must be laid away if he goes to school."" Be quiet, Guy; you have no business with it," saidCharley, getting angry." But may I not know, my boy ?" said Mr. Seldon,sitting down; "you used to think me a famous con-fidant when you were younger. What have I done toforfeit your confidence ? Am I too old to be trusted ?"
88 POOR WHISKER'S STORY." Oh no, grandpapa," said Charley; J I would like totell you about it, only you might think it silly of me, asGuy does; besides, I don't want papa to know about itquite yet.""i Such a fuss to make about an old horse not worthtwopence," said Guy; " an old creature that may requireto be shot any day."" Silence, sir," said their grandpapa, seeing how Guy'swords vexed his brother. " Come, Charley, tell me whatit is. I like to hear about horses above everything.""It's Mr. Hislope's old Whisker," said Charley." They are going to sell it, and I am trying to save upmoney to buy it."" What sort of a horse is he; one used for plough-ing ?" said Mr. Seldon."Oh no, grandpapa," said Charley, laughing; "heused to go in the dog-cart; but he fell ill, and Mr. His-lope had half a mind to have him shot, only Mrs. Hislopewould not allow him when she saw we were so fond ofhim."" He must be very much done up if Farmer Hislopecame to the conclusion to shoot him," said Mr. Seldon;"he is a very hard man at a bargain. But what has hedecided to do with the horse now ?""I am to have him, grandpapa, for two pounds," saidCharley. " Don't you think that is very little to givefor a horse ?"
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A FRIEND INDEED. 91"Well, that depends upon circumstances," said Mr.Seldon. "If. he is quite done, it might be two poundsthrown away."" Oh, but he is not quite done," said Charley. Oneof the'men told me if he were fed well, and had a goodrest, there was plenty of go in him still; only you see,grandpapa, Mr. Hislope cannot afford to keep a horsethat cannot work.""No, I suppose not; but if he were going to shoot him,I wonder he did not think of giving him to you for no-thing."" Oh, he did offer it, but I would not have him thatway; besides, he has him to keep for me. I think Iought to give him more than the two pounds."Mr. Seldon said no more at that time; but afterwards,when Guy had gone away, he drew out of Charles theuse his money was to be put to. Mr. Seldon was sotouched with his grandson's love for the poor old uselesshorse, that he told him he would write to Mr. Hislope,asking that Whisker should be preserved till he heardfrom him again. " And now, my boy," said Mr. Sel-don, " if you are industrious and studious, and if thedoctor can give a good report at the end of each month,I shall make up the balance of the price, and Whiskershall be yours."
CiHAPTER V.DOING GOOD BY STEALTH.k, E must now turn for a few minutes to Kate.She had not been idle during this time, for,added to her daily studies, she had ever soA many of her mamma's pensioners to lookafter, and did it so quietly, that even LouisaSwas scarcely aware how much work shehad on hand.A few days after her grandpapa had arrived, therewere general rejoicings at the great manor-house, on theoccasion of the marriage of one of the ypung ladies, andthe children were allowed to go to see the bride as shepassed to church. Kate was walking beside her grand-papa, keeping close to him on account of the crowd, whenall of a sudden she noticed a little boy struggling toescape from some boys who were teasing him sadly. Hecarried a bouquet of gay flowers in his hand, and seemed
THE WEDDING PARTY. 93(1 00fiWILLIE AND HIS TORMENTORS.to be in terror lest it should be taken from him. " 0grandpapa, there is little Willie Bing amongst these rudeboys," cried Kate; and she darted off in a moment andconfronted the boys, stamping her foot at them, whileshe put her arm round Willie and dragged him away.
94 SOME IMPORTANT BUSINESS ON FOOT.Willie was supposed to be silly, having met with anaccident when he was a baby; and as his mother wasvery poor, and had a great many children, Kate hadvolunteered to teach him to read. After a great deal ofpatience, she had to give it up; but as he was very neat-handed, her mamma had suggested he might be taught tocrochet, and that then he could sell his handiwork."Very soon he was able to make pretty mats, and mitts;and the ladies at the manor-house had bought so manyof them, that Willie, to show his gratitude, had gathereda lot of wild flowers, and added some roses from thelarge bush that grew by their gate, with the hope thathe would be able to present it to the bride. Mr. Seldontaking Willie by the hand, and Kate the other, theywalked briskly forward; and the people seeing that somepiece of important business was on foot, made way forthem, till in a few minutes Kate found herself in thechurch porch, just as the bride was about to pass out.To Willie's great delight the bride recognized him, andKate also, whom she had often met at Mrs. Bing'scottage.; and when Willie held out his simple offering offlowers, she came forward and said so kindly, " I think,Willie, you ought to give it to Miss Kate here; she hasbeen your kindest friend."" Oh no, ma'am," said Kate; " please don't refuse thebouquet, else Willie will think you are displeased. Itwas you who bought all his mats; I couldn't do that,
KATE'S PROTEGES. 95because I'm only a little girl: it is you who have beenhis kindest friend.""Then you must take the rose I have here," she said,smiling; and taking a lovely white moss rose-bud fromher breast, and kissing Kate before all the people, shepassed out.As they walked home, grandpapa discovered a greatdeal about his little grandchild's various proteges withouther speaking about them, for almost at every door theypassed there was somebody who seemed delighted to seeher. There was a blind boy in one cottage who, hismother said, was always asking her if she saw Miss Katecoming, for he liked to hear the stories she read to him;and in another cottage, a poor little girl who had burnedher foot was wearying for her to prepare some morepatches for her to sew.Mr. Seldon made no remark at the time, but thatevening, when she came to bid him good-night, he puthis arms round her and kissed her more affectionatelythan ever he had done before. "I must put anothermotto on your book, my darling," he said, smiling. " Wemust take a knife and scrape the old one out, for it hasnothing to do with my little Kate now. A mole couldnot have been working more stealthily than this child; sowe must look up another."" Oh no, grandpapa, please don't," said Kate; "I liketo have it, for I sometimes do forget and 'cry out,' as
96 A PRESENT FOR KATE.Charley says; so I am reminded of my bad habit whenI look at your pretty present."During the winter Kate was often invited up to theHall, where the young ladies, and especially their littlebrother Oswald, were very fond of having her to spendthe day with them. They gave her a little dog, too, andit was such a favourite that Kate had to take it every-where with her. She enjoyed these sharp, bracing walksup to the Hall greatly, and especially if they were over-taken in a snow-storm. Little Flossy would make herlaugh by his funny pranks, barking at the snow-flakesas they fluttered in his face, and snapping at them if theylighted on his nose. One day they had set out together,Kate carrying her music in her portfolio, when the skybegan to get cloudy, though it had been a bright frostyday when they left home. They had a good piece towalk before they reached the Hall, and Kate began to bea little afraid, the snow was so blinding, and it gotdarker every moment. Floss, too, seemed alarmed, andran on close to Kate's feet, without barking once, as ifhe understood there was danger in this storm, and therewas now no time for playing. The wind began to rise,and blew the snow against them, as if it intended tobury them out of sight. Kate struggled bravely againstit for a good while, but she was so exhausted with theviolence of the wind, and the difficulty of walking in thesnow, that she was forced to sit down under a tree to
GOING TO THE HALL. 97CAUGHT IN THE STORM.rest before going on. Floss's instinct told him this wasthe very worst thing she could do; and when he saw hisbarking and coaxing was not attended to, he set off byhimself. The lodge gate was fortunately not far off, and(298) 7 V2--- '-(29s) 7