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AUNT FRIENDLY'SPICTURE BOOK.
AUNT FRIENDLY'SPICTURE BOOK.CONTAININGTHIRTY-SIX PAGES OF PICTURES"||inntU' in clours 4r lsronItim.WITHLETTER-PRESS DESCRIPTIONS.LONDON:FREDERICK WARNED AND COBEDFORD STREET, COVENT GARDEN.NEW YORK: SCRIBNEB, WELFORD AND ARMSTRONG-
1-re are .EW and old Nursery favourites are here offered tcour Young Friends-Sing-a-Song of Sixpence,The Frog's Wooing, The Three Little Pigs, Puss inBoots, Dame Trot and her Cat, have for many genera-tions delighted the Nurseries of Great Britain. Wetrust that they and their worthy new companion, TheUgly Duckling, which has come to us from over theSea, will still afford many hours of quiet amusementto little Readers.
SING-A-SONG OF SIXPENCE.THE FROG WHO WOULD A WOOING GO.THE THREE LITTLE PIGS.PUSS IN BOOTS.DAME TROT AND HER CAT,THE UGLY DUCKLING.
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SING-A-SONG OF SIXPENCE.SING-a-song of sixpence,A pocket full of rye;Four and twenty blackbirdsBaked in a pie.When the pie was open'd,The birds began to sing;Was not that a dainty dish,To set before the king ?8
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SING-A-SONG OF SIXPENCE.The king was in his counting-houseCounting out his money;The queen was in the parlourEating bread and honey.
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SING-A-SONG OF SIXPENCE.The maid was in the gardenHanging out the clothes;By came a Jackdaw,And snapt off her nose.8
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THE FROG WHO WOULD A WOOING GO.A FROG he would a wooing go,Whether his mother would let him or no.So off he marched with his nice new hat,And on the way he met a rat.3
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THE FROG WHO WOULD A WOOING GO.When they came to the door of theMouse's Hall,They gave a loud knock, and they gave aloud call." Pray Mrs. Mouse, are you within?"" Oh yes, Mr. Rat, I am learning to spin."" Pray Mrs. Mouse, will you give us somebeer ?For Froggy and I are fond of goodcheer."5
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THE FROG WHO WOULD A WOOING GO.But as they were all a merry-making,The cat ana her kittens came tumblingin.The Cat she seized the rat by the crown,The kittens they pulled the little mousedown.This put poor frog in a terrible fright,So he took up his hat and he wished themgood night.8
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THE FROG WHO WOULD A WOOING GO.As Froggy was crossing him over abrook,A lilly-white duck came and gobbled himup.So there was an end of one, two, andthree,The Rat, the Mouse, and the littleFroggee?10
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THE THREE LITTLE PIGS.
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THE STORY OF THE THREE LITTLE PIGS.ONCE upon a time there was an old pig with three little pigs,and as she had not enough to keep them, she sent them outto seek their fortune. The first that went off met a manwith a bundle of straw, and said to him, " Please, man, giveme that straw to build me a house ;" which the man did, andthe little pig built a house with it. Presently came alonga wolf, and knocked at the door, and said,-" Little pig, little pig, let me come in."To which the pig answered,-" No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin."The wolf then answered to that,-" Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in."So he huffed and he puffed, and he blew his house in, andeat up the little pigThe second little pig met a man with a bundle of furze,and said, " Please man give me that furze to build a house ;"which the man did, and the pig built his house. Then alongcame the wolf, and said,-Little pig, little pig, let me come in."" No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin."3
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THE STORY OF THE THREE LITTLE PIGS."Then I'll puff and I'll huff, and I'll blow your house in."So he huffed, and he puffed, and he puffed, and he huffed,and at last he blew the house down, and he eat up the littlepig.The third little pig met a man with a load of bricks, andsaid, " Please, man, give me those bricks to build a housewith;" so the man gave him the bricks, and he built hishouse with them. So the wolf came, as he did to the otherlittle pigs, and said,-" Little pig, little pig, let me come in."" No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin."" Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in."Well, he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed,and he puffed, and he huffed; but he could not get thehouse down. When he found that he could not, with all hishuffing and puffing, blow the house down, he said, " Littlepig, I know where there is a nice field of turnips." " Where ?"said the little pig. " Oh, in Mr. Smith's Home-field, and ifyou will be ready to-morrow morning I will call for you,and we will go together, and get some for dinner." " Verywell," said the little pig " I will be ready. What time doyou mean to go ? " " Oh, at six o'clock." Well, the littlepig got up at five, and got the turnips before the wolfcame-(which he did about six)--and said, " Little pig, areyou ready ?" The little pig said, " Ready! I have been,
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THE STORY OF THE THREE LITTLE PIGS.and come back again, and got a nice pot-full for dinner."The wolf felt very angry at this, but thought that he wouldbe up to the little pig somehow or other, so he said, " Littlepig, I know where there is a nice apple-tree." "Where ?"said the pig. " Down at Merry-garden," replied the wolf,'* and if you will not deceive me I will come for you, at fiveo'clock to-morrow, and we will go together and get someapples." Well, the little pig bustled up the next morningat four o'clock, and went off for the apples, hoping to getback before the wolf came; but he had further to go, andhad to climb the tree, so that just as he was coming downfrom it, he saw the wolf coming, which, as you may suppose,frightened him very much. When the wolf came up hesaid, " Little pig, what! are you here before me ? Are theynice apples ?" " Yes, very," said the little pig. " I willthrow you down one;" and he threw it so far, that, while thewolf was gone to pick it up, the little pig jumped down and ranhome. The next day the wolf came again, and said to thelittle pig, " Little pig, there is a fair at Shanklin this after-noon, will you go ?" "Oh yes," said the pig, " I will go;what time shall you be ready ?" " At three," said the wolf.So the little pig went off before the time as usual, and gotto the fair, and bought a butter-churn, which he was goinghome with, when he saw the wolf coming. Then he couldnot tell what to do. So he got into the churn to hide, and8
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THE STORY OF THE THREE LITTLE PIGS.by so doing turned it round, and it rolled down the hill withthe pig in it, which frightened the wolf so much, that heran home without going to the fair. He went to the littlepig's house, and told him how frightened he had been by agreat round thing which came down the hill past him. Thenthe little pig said, " Ha! I frightened you then. I had beento the fair and bought a butter-churn, and when I saw you,I got into it and rolled down the hill." Then the wolf wasvery angry indeed, and declared he would eat up the littlepig, and that he would get down the chimney after him.When the little pig saw what he was about, he hung on thepot full of water, and made up a blazing fire, and just as thewolf was coming down, took off the cover, and in fell thewolf; so the little pig put on the cover again in an instant,boiled him up, and eat him for supper, and lived happy everafterwards.10
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PUSS IN BOOTS.ONCE upon a time there was a miller who had three sons.When he was dying he left each of them a legacy. To hiseldest son he left his mill; to the second his ass; and to theyoungest his cat. The poor boy was very sad when hefound that he had nothing belonging to him but a cat; butto his great surprise, puss jumped on the table, and said ina friendly manner: " Do not be sad my dear master. Onlybuy me a pair of boots and a bag, and I will provide for youand myself." So the miller's son, who had a shilling or twoin his pocket, bought a smart little pair of boots and a bag,and gave them to puss, who put some bran and sow-thistiesinto his bag, opened the mouth of it, and lay down in arabbit warren. A foolish young rabbit jumped into it; pussdrew the string and soon killed it. He went immediately tothe palace with it. He found the king and queen sitting ontheir throne; and bowing low, he laid the rabbit at theking's feet, saying: " Please your majesty, my master, theMarquis de Carrabas, has sent you a rabbit from his warren,as a mark of respect." "I am much obliged to the Mar-quis," said the king, and he ordered the rabbit to be taken3
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PUSS IN BOOTS.to the cook, and a piece of money to be given to the cat.Puss, much pleased, took a rabbit daily to the king as a giftfrom his master, till his majesty was well acquainted withthe name of the Marquis de Carrabas, and with his wonderfulcat. There was a very rich and cruel Ogre living in thatcountry. One day puss went to call on him, and the ogrewas quite amazed at hearing a cat talk; it was the first timetoo he had seen a " Puss in Boots." "Is it true, mostwonderful ogre," said Puss, " that you can change yourselfinto anly creature you please ? " " Quite true, as you shallsee," said the ogre, and he changed himself into a lion, androared so terribly, that the cat climbed up the wall out of hisway. Then the ogre resumed his own ugly shape, andlaughed at puss's fear. " It was very surprising," said thecat; " you are of such a grand size that I do not wonderyou could become a lion-but could you change yourselfinto some very small animal ?" " You shall see," said thestupid vain ogre, and he turned into a mouse. Directlypuss saw him in that shape, he darted at him and eat himup. The ogre quite deserved it, for he had eaten many menhimself. Then puss made haste back to his master, and said," Come and bathe in the river, and when the king comes by,do exactly as I tell you, for I see his carriage." The miller'sson obeyed his friend the cat, undressed and jumped into thewater, and cunning puss ran away with his clothes and hid5
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PUSS IN BOOTS.them under a large stone. By-and-bye the king drove bywith his daughter. Puss began to call very loud " Help,help! or my lord Marquis de Carrabas will be drowned."The king stopped the coach directly, and asked what wasthe matter. Puss answered, that while his master wasbathing, some thieves had stolen his clothes, and that there-fore the marquis could not come out of the water. Theking luckily had a dress suit with him, so he sent it by aservant to the Marquis, and desired him to accept a seat inthe royal coach, and he would drive him home.The miller's son looked very well in his fine clothes, andthe king was pleased with his appearance. Puss directedthe coachman to drive to the late ogre's castle, and then heran on before. Coming to a large field in which reaperswere at work, he said, " If the king asks you to whom thesefields belong, you must say, to the Marquis de Carrabas, oryou shall all be chopped as small as mincemeat." The menwere so astonished at hearing a cat talk, that they dared notrefuse; so when the king came by and asked, whose fields arethese? they said, " they belong to the Marquis de Carrabas."Next puss came to some meadows with shepherds and flocksof sheep, and said the same to them. So when the kingasked them, whose flocks are these ? they answered, those ofthe Marquis de Carrabas.Puss ran on all over the dead ogre's land and said the8
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PUSS IN BOOTS.same thing to the woodmen and the gamekeepers on the road,who all obeyed him, till the king at last said to the miller'sson, "You have a fine property, my lord Marquis deCarrabas." When puss came to the ogre's castle, he stoodon the steps and waited till the coach drove up." Will your majesty honour my lord by taking somerefreshment," he said; and the king who had not so fine acastle belonging to himself, alighted from his carriage andentered the house. Now, the ogre was just going to hisdinner when puss had called and killed him, so there was avery fine feast upon the table. Puss told the ogre's servantsthey should be made into mincemeat if they did not consentto take the Marquis de Carrabas for their master, and theywere glad to serve him instead of the ogre. The king tooksuch a fancy to the rich Marquis de Carrabas, that he gavehim the princess for his wife. They lived in the ogre's finecastle (which puss presented to his master), and the mostfaithful and the happiest of their servants was " Puss inBoots."10
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DAME TROT AND HER CAT.DAME TROT once went down to a neighboring fair,And what do you think that she bought herself there ?A Pussy! the prettiest ever was seen;No cat was so gentle, so clever, and clean.Each dear little paw was as black as a sloe,The rest of her fur was as white as the snow;Her eyes were bright green, and her sweet little faceWas pretty and meek, full of innocent grace.Dame Trot hurried home with this beautiful cat;Went up stairs to take off her cloak and her hat;And when she came down was astonished to seeThat Pussy was busy preparing the tea." Oh, what a strange cat!" thought poor little Dame Trot," She'll break my best china and upset the pot;"But no harm befel them, the velvety pawsWere quite sure; the Dame for alarm had no cause.3
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DAME TROT AND HER CAT.Next morning when little Dame Trot came down stairs,To attend as usual to household affairs;She found that the kitchen was swept up as clean,As if Puss a regular servant had been.The tea stood to draw, and the toast was done brown,The Dame very pleased to her breakfast sat down;While Puss by her side on an arm chair sat up,And lapp'd her warm milk from a nice china cup.Now Spot, the old house-dog, looked on in amaze,He'd never been used to such queer cattish ways;But Puss mew'd so sweetly, and moved with such grace,That Spot at last liked her, and licked her white face.The Dame went to market and left them alone,Puss washing her face, the dog picking a bone;But when she came back Spot was learning to dance,From Pussy, who nce had had lessons in France.5
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DAME TROT AND HER CAT.Poor little Dame Trot had no money to spare,And only too often, her cupboard was bare;Then kind Mrs. Pussy would catch a nice fish,And serve it for dinner upon a clean dish.The rats and the mice who wish'd Pussy to please,Were now never seen at the butter or cheese;The Dame daily found their numbers grow thinner,For Puss eat a mouse ev'ry day for her dinner.If Puss had a weakness, I needs must confess,'Twas a Girl of the Period's fancy for dress,Her greatest desire a high chignon and hat,And a very short dress a la mode for a cat.So one day when Dame Trot had gone out to dine,Puss dressed herself up, as she thought, very fine;And coaxed kind old Spot, who looked at her with pride,To play pony for once, and give her a ride.8
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DAME TROT AND HER CAT.The Dame from her visit returning home late,Met this funny couple outside her own gate,And heartily laugh'd, when she saw her dear cat,Dressed up in a cloak and a chignon and hat." You're quite a grand lady, Miss Pussy," said she,And Pussy, affectedly, answered, " Oui Oui;"She thought it beneath her to utter a mew,While wearing a dress of a fashion so new.Now Spot who to welcome his mistress desiredAnd to " company manners " never aspired,Jumped up to fawn on her,-and down came the cat,And crushed in her tumble, her feather, and hat." Oh, Puss !" said Dame Trot, " what a very sad mess!You'd best have remained in your natural dress;The graces which nature so kindly bestows,Are more often hid than improved by fine clothes."10
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THE UGLY DUCKLING.ONCE there was a duck who had just hatched a brood ofducklings; one of them had been longer coming out of theshell than the others, and when it came it was very ugly.But its mother did not love it less on that account; mothersnever think their little ones ugly. It could swim very well,so she knew it was not a young turkey, as an old duck hadsaid it might be, and she took it with all the rest of thebrood to the farm-yard to introduce it into good society.An old turkey, who was very grand, came up to the duck,and said, " Your children are all pretty except one. Thereis one ugly duckling. I wish you could improve him alittle." "That is impossible, your grace," replied themother, "he is not pretty; but he has a good disposition,and swims even better than the others." " Well, the otherducklings are graceful enough," said the turkey, "pray"-ake yourselves at home, here."But how could the ugly duckling do so ? The whole farm-yard laughed at him. The ducks pecked him, the fowlsbeat him, the girl who fed the poultry drove him away witha stick.3
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TIE UGLY DUCKLING.The poor duckling flew over the pailings, and joined somewild ducks who lived on the moor. " You are very ugly,"said the w;ld ducks ; "but that will not matter if you donot want to marry into our family." After he had been onthe moor two days, he made friends with some wild geese,and had nearly consented to fly over the sea with them,when, "pop, pop," went a gun, and the poor gosling fell deadin the water. The poor duckling was so frightened that hehid himself amongst the rushes. When all was quiet again,he came out and ran over the moor till he reached a tumble-down cottage, the door of which was ajar. He crept in, andstayed there all night. A woman, a cat, and a hen livedin this cottage. The hen had such short legs that hermistress called her " Chickie short legs." The old womanlet the duckling live in her house, hoping that by-and-byeit might lay eggs. Now the cat was the master of thehouse, and the hen was the mistress, and they always said," We and the world," because they thought themselves halfthe world, at least. One day the duckling said sadly, " Itis very dull here, how much I should like to swim in thewater and to dive. "What a foolish idea, " said the hen." You have nothing else to do, therefore you have strangefancies. If you could purr or lay eggs they would passaway; ask the cat, he is the cleverest animal I know, ifhe ;vould like to dive in the water; ask our old mistress,5
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TIlE UGLY DUCKLING.there is no one in the world more clever than she is ; do youthink she would like to let the water close over her head?""You don't understand me," said the duckling. "I thinkI must go into the world again." " Very well, go," said thelen; and the duckling went.Very near the cottage he found some water, where hecould swim and dive; but all creatures avoided him becausehe was so ugly, therefore he was always alone. One eveningthere came a beautiful flock of birds out of the bushes. Theycurved their graceful necks, while their soft plumage shonewith dazzling witness. The duckling felt quite a strangesensation as he watched them fly up in the air. He stretchedout his neck towards them, and uttered a cry so strangethat it frightened himself. How he loved the white birds!how he longed to be with them.By-and-bye winter came, and froze the water quite hard.The ice crackled round the duckling and at last shut him in,so that he could not get out. Early in the morning a peasantwho was passing saw what had happened, broke the icewith his axe, took up the duckling, and carried it home tohis wife.The warmth revived the poor thing and it began to flyabout; the children wanted to play with it, but they onlyfrightened it; it ran to the door which was open, and8
THE UGLY DUCKLING,managed to slip away among the bushes, where it lay downin the new fallen snow.It would be very sad to tell you all the duckling sufferedthat cold winter; but spring came at last, and the youngbird felt that his wings were grown strong. He flewaway, and stopped at last in a beautiful garden near a finepiece of water. On it he saw two magnificent white birdsswimming. " I will fly to those royal birds," he thought," they will kill me because I am ugly; but I had rather bekilled by them than pecked by ducks, or beaten by hens."So he flew to the water and swam towards the swans. "Killme," he said, as they sailed towards him, and he bowed hishead meekly. But what did he see in the stream ? Not adark grey ugly duckling, but a beautiful swan To be bornin a duck's nest in a farmyard, does not matter to a bird, ifit is hatched from a swan's egg. Yes, he too was a swan.Now he would have friends to love him, and nobody wouldscorn and ill-use him any more. He rustled his feathers,curved his slender neck and cried joyfully, " I never thoughtsuch good was in store for me when I was an uglyduckling."13
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