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Title: Uncle Dick's portfolio
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Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00050334/00001
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Title: Uncle Dick's portfolio
Physical Description: 46 p. : ill. ; 18 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Dodd, Mead & Company ( Publisher )
Publisher: Dodd, Mead & Company
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: c1882
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Sisters -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Country life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Nannies -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Storytelling -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Uncles -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Prints -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Family stories -- 1882   ( local )
Bldn -- 1882
Genre: Family stories.   ( local )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
Statement of Responsibility: illustrated.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00050334
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Holding Location: Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved, Board of Trustees of the University of Florida.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002239081
notis - ALH9606
oclc - 62510099

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T was a bright summer day, and the sun-
shine came flickering through the danc-
ing leaves, and fell on the piazza of a pleas-
ant house all hidden away among the trees.
Two little girls were sitting on the steps,
chatting away busily. All at once the old
clock in the hall commenced to strike slowly.
Mamma," called out one of the little
girls, "the clock has struck ten anJ the
dew must be all dried, can we go int. the
meadow ?"
Yes, dear," said a lady who was sit.
Lng in the window, sewing.
"And may we take Grace with usa r


"Oh! no, nurse will come for her in a
little while, to take her nap."
So the two little girls, Helen and Bess
Ward, set off alone. They were sisters.
Helen was six, Bess five years old. Grace
was only three and a half. Down among
the long grass in the meadow they wan-
dered, picking the flowers that grew on
every side, and sitting down every little
while to make daisy chains. At the other'
side of the field in which they were, was a
wood. The trees were large, and under
their wide-spread branches the air was cool
and fresh, while in and out among them
tinkled a little brook. Helen and Bess came
down to its edge, and picking each a large
leaf, made a cup of it, and took a drink of the
clear water. Then they dropped the cups and
watched them sail on slowly down the brook.
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time," said Helen, at least I feel as if it
must, for I am so hungry. Let us go back
to the house."
So they'started back at once, and were
soon sitting on the steps again, fanning their
heated faces with their hats.
Where is Grace, mamma," asked Bess,
" is she still asleep ?"
i ,' think so," said mamma. As soon
as sl'e hard me say that nurse was coming
to take her up for her nap, she tried to
hide, for you know she does not like naps at
all. We had quite a hunt for her, and at
last found her climbing up the back stairs.
She would soon have been in the garret.
She must- be awake now, though,'for I hear
nurse moving about overhead."
May we go up, mamma? "
"Yes, and ask nurse to dress you for
dinner, for it will soon be ready."

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So the two little girls scampered up the
stairs into the nursery. There stood Grace
on the top of the bureau, where nurse was
holding her to look in the glass. It was a
very sleepy little face that looked back at
her, for Grace disliked waking up from a
nap as much as taking one. But when she
saw her sisters, she soon roused herself.
Each one put on a stocking for her, while
nurse got out their own fresh dresses, and
then such a splashing as there was as the
little hands and faces were all made clean.
Before nurse had fairly begun to dress Grace,
.the bell rang for dinner, and so Helen an.
Bess had to leave her behind them. Sht.
was a little cross, too, and would not le'
her dress be put on as quickly as usual
Her sisters, who were busily eating, kep*
wondering why she did not come, and mam.
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better go up and see what is the matter,"
when the door opened, and in she came.
Her head was only just a wee bit above the
table, but she spied a great plate of grapes
on it, and walking up to them, she said
very determinedly:
My is going to have all those for my
dinner, and my doesn't want anything else."
But mamma thought quite differently,
and so Miss Grace had to eat some beef
and potatoes, and had orily a few grapes
after them.
Whom do you think is coming home
with papa to-night?" said Mrs. Ward.
Oh I do hope it's Uncle Dick," said
Helen. Is it, mamma?"
Now there was no one whom the childreri
liked to have visit them so much as Uncle
Dick, for he knew stories without end and
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people almost always found something for
themselves in them. Once Helen had sat
on his knee for half an hour listening to a
story about a wonderful doll that could say
papa, and when she looked down, there was
its -head sticking out of his pocket, and it
could say papa, too, and was a perfect
So you may be sure that there was a
shout of joy when mamma said that it was
Uncle Dick who was coming. He expected
to reach the house at half past six, and long
before that time the little girls were all on
the piazza looking for him. They waited
and watched; they saw the cows come up
from the meadow to be milked, but no car-
riage came. At last all made up their
minds that he must have missed the train
and that he could not be there before
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go to bed and could only hope that they
would find him when they woke up in the
morning. It was a great disappointment
and they went up stairs very slowly, looking
back often in hopes that they might even
yet see him drive up to the door.
Bess was the first one who waked up
the next morning. At first she looked
around sleepily, and then: she remembered.
She jumped right up on her feet in her
crib and cried out-'- Nurse !-nurse! did
Uncle Dick come ?"
"Yes," said nurse, half asleep, "he came
at eight o'elck."
"Helen! Helen !" cried Bess, "Uncle
Dick has come Wake up !"
Helen was speedily awake, and as it
was too early to get up, cti'ubed into Bess'
crib, and they commenced to make plans
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Bess, "and perhaps we can get them to
make a picnic to Long Brook. We could
take dinner and spend the whole day. It
is perfectly lovely there, and there is one
place where the brook is quite wide and
shallow, and perhaps we would be allowed
to wade. There are deep pools, too, and I
have heard papa say that he- has often
bathed in them. I wonder if he is awake
yet, we might ask him."
Just then she happened to raise her
eyes to the window. Why Helen !" she
exclaimed, it is pouring. We won't be
ableto go out at all. Isn't it too bad !"
There was no help for it. The rain
was.coming down in torrents and the pic-
nic was out of the question. But the
thought of meeting Uncle Dick did away
with part of the disappointment, so they
hurried and dressed. He was in the din-



ing-room and after they had hugged and
kissed him they sat down t-: breakfast.
When it was over the Ittle giis thought
of their plans for a picnic and began to say
what a pity it was it was raining. Then
they began to wonder what they could
play. All at once, Uncle Dick, who had
been talking to their mamma, turned to
Helen, and a-ked her to run up to his
room and bring do, n a portfolio from the
When she had brought it down he said,
"There are some pictures in it and perhaps
you would like to see them."
So they took it to the sofa and opened
it. The- top picture was of two boys,
street sweepers. One was trying to bite
an apple and the other was making him
laugh so that he could not. Oh, Uncle
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they all cried, and-he came over and sat by
This," he said, taking up one, I
purchased in Paris at one of the second-
hand book shops on the quays. The old
man who sold the books was very poor, and
they themselves could be bought for a
mere song. Sometimes one can pick up
quite rare works here, and I have several
times found some that I value very highly.
One almost always finds people hunting
among the shelves. I could tell you stories
of the things I saw in that great city that
you would enjoy very much. There are
many strange sights there such as one sees
nowhere else. What would you think of a
loaf of bread so long and slim that I
could set one end on the floor beside me,
and have the other end, off of which I was
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all that will keep till another time. Let us
go on with these now."
"This next isapictnue of the old days of
Captain Kidd. Did you ever hear of him ?"
"I wonder if he isn't the man that Jerry
out at the stable, is always singing about ?"
said Helen.

"Oh my name is Captain Kidd,
Many a wicked deed I did,
As I sailed,
As I sailed."

"That's the very man," said Uncle
Dick. He was a great pirate. He had a
fast ship, and a crew of desperate men.
They would chase vessels and when they
had captured them, would take away all
that was valuable in them, and then set
them on fire, or sink them. In this picture
he is chasing a vessel that is trying to escape,
and has crowded on all the sail he can.-




The wrecks of two or three he has destroyed
are in sight."
What became of him ? "asked Bess.
He was hung in London," said her
uncle. There were a good many pirates
in those old days and they were very dar-
ing. One had a fleet of ten or twelve ships.
and even attacked and destroyed towns in
Central America. He would send a boat
ashore, and demand a great sum of money,
and if it were not paid, would burn the
place. Once, he and his ships went a long
distance up a river and destroyed a city.
The people defended it and there was a
battle, but the pirates conquered. Wherever
they did conquer, they treated their prison-
ers very harshly, so that another time they
would not dare to oppose them. But on:
this expedition they were gone so long that
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great war ships, and they set out in pursuit.
The pirates were much frightened, but de-
termined to fight. They took one of their
vessels and put into it all sorts of things
that would burn easily, they scattered gun
powder about, and then they sent it down
all ablaze, right against one of the men of
war. It struck it and set it on fire so that
it burned to the water's edge. Another
got fast on a sand-bar, and the third was
not able to attack them, and so the pirates
sailed away with all their plunder. It is a
pity they escaped, for they.ought all to have
been hung. But those were days of vio-
lence, and many things were done which
did not seem so bap then as they do to us."
I don't like to hear about such dread-
ful things," said Helen. Show us some.
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and Jack made this great snow head one
Christmas vacation. They called it King
Christmas and were so much engaged in
making it that they did not go to church
to the Christmas service. When their
papa and mamma and sister came home,
they found a great snow man in front of
the house, for the boys had made a very
large body for him and then had persuaded
the two men at the stable to come and lift
on the head. The man was of giant size
when done, and they made his mouth so
wide that he looked as if he wanted to
swallow one of them. He all vanished,
though, one rainy night. When mamma
saw him she said that it was very nice, but
that she thought they would have had a
better time in church. The singing was
very good, wasn't it, Lucy?" she said, turn-
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"It was all splendid," said Lucy. "I
didn't hear much of the sermon, for there
was just the cunningest little mouse you
ever saw came into one corner of the pew.
He had eyes as bright as coals and at first
was very wild and would run away every
time I moved. After a-little he got quite
tame. I had some cake crumbs in my
pocket and I threw them to him and he
ran around and ate them all up. He's a
little beauty, and I am going to ch1ur:h
every Sunday now."
Take a trap and catch him," said Jack.
Indeed, I shall not," said Lucy indig-
nantly. Boys are ever so cruel. I shall
take him things to eat."
Just then the dinner bell rang and the
three children went in to dinner,
"Is that all you know about those
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Every word," said Uncle Dick.
'Well then, tell us about some others,'
.aid Bess.
"Well, I might tell what became of
Mary's cat."
Yes, do," they both cried.
Mary was a little girl who had taken
a great fancy that she wanted a cat. She
had had a good many pets, but I am sorry
to say that after she had seen each a few
times, she grew quite tired of them and
neglected them. A pair of white mice ran
away because she fed them so seldom, and
the little yellow canary actually died in his
cage of starvation, because of her care-
So, when her papa brought home the kit-
ten, he told her plainly that, if she neglected
it, it should be taken away from her. All
went well for a week, and the little cat was,




fed with great regularity, but then she
grew tired of it and never took any further
trouble. Her father noticed this, and knew
too, that pussy had found a new home,
where she was well taken care of. One day
Mary was walking with him by a house
and saw the cat sitting on a fence, purring,
w while a little boy and girl were trying to
reach up to stroke her.
"There's my cat," said Mary, I'm go-
ing to get her."
No, Mary," said her papa, I gave Ter
to these children more than a week ago,
when I found that you had ceased to take
care of her."
"And didn't she get the cat back at all?"
asked Helen.
". No," said Uncle Dick. of course not.'
It served her right," said Bess, sol-
emnly, but Uncle Dick, what is this ?"

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"This is a scene on one of the rivers'of
the far West. There are no railways near,
and when goods of any kind have to be car-
ried they must be taken in wagons or floated
"down the rivers in boats. There were two
boats in this party, and in passing over the
rapids, one went over safely, but the other
upset. The bales of skins or blankets, or
whatever they are, with the boat, are driven
along beneath the water, and the two men
who were on it think themselves very for-
tunate to have seized hold of the fallen tree,
for on this they will reach the shore. The
two men on the bank are running to their
This next is a picture which shows us
a game-keeper's wife and child. I fancy
the man must be a game-keeper for there
is a gun on the wall. They expect him
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and a jug of beer beside it. They must be
poor people, for the stool she sits on and
the table are both of the plainest, and there
is not any cloth spread for the meal. The
game-keeper has a place of some risk, for
there are many poachers who come on his
grounds to steal the game, and they are
often armed, and so there is a fight.. For
of course he tries to capture them, and of
course they resist. He does not receive
very high wages either, so that no one need
envy him.
"Now then," said Uncle Dick, there
isi only one more picture left and you will
hbve to make that out without me for I
hear your papa calling. You may have all
the pictures and the portfolio to keep," and
s6 saying he went out on to the piazza.
The two little girls looked at it together.
It was a lake among the hills on which the



moon was shining, while a sail boat was
gliding across it.
Then they put them all back into the
portfolio and put it away and when that
was done it was time to get ready for dinner.
After dinner it cleared up and they all had
a drive; and two or three days after, when
the ground was dried after the rain, they
went on the picnic to Long Brook. Every.
thing was done just as the children had
Planned, even down to their having a wade
"in the shallow water. They ran about so
much and got so tired that they all fell
asleep in the carriage going home.
The next day Uncle Dick went away
again, but he promised that in August he
would come back and stay a whole week.
The children all went with him to the rail-
way station and waved their handkerchiefs
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away. And all the way back to their home
they talked over what they would do when
he came again. And when they reached
home they still kept on talking. By the
time that August came they had plans
enough made to keep them -busy a whole

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