Group Title: Christmas eve series
Title: Frisky the squirrel
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Title: Frisky the squirrel
Series Title: Christmas eve series
Physical Description: 14 p. : illus. (part col.) ; 28 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Bowen, C. E ( Charlotte Elizabeth ), 1817-1890
McLoughlin Bros., inc ( Publisher )
Publisher: McLoughlin Bros.,
McLoughlin Bros.
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: c1889
Copyright Date: 1889
Subject: Squirrels -- Juvenile poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1889
Bldn -- 1889
Genre: Children's poetry
non-fiction   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
General Note: Cover title.
General Note: In verse.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00054517
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Holding Location: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: notis - AJG4768
alephbibnum - 001751829
oclc - 08900065
lccn - ca 17003764

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BY C. E. B.

Half dead upon the ground; And I am glad to tell,
A hunter passing with his gun, That very soon through Archie's care
The little creature found. It grew quite strong and well.

Young Archie Gray, of Fawley Hall, Ere long the merry little thing
Was also in the wood, Was sociable and tame,
And begged that he might take it home And being very frolicksome,
To save it, if he could. Frisky" became its name.

The hunter shook his head in doubt; He'd spring and gambol roundd 4hie' r6ni i
"'Twas too far gone," he said, Performing antics droll;
He fear'd that ere the morning came, Or climb, and gravely take his seat
The squirrel would be dead. Upon the curtain pole.

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When, wearied out with all his play,
He felt inclined to sleep,
Ie'd gently steal to Archie's side,
Then in his p,,cket creep.

And there, eurI'dl up so warm aiin sn, g A-',
He'd put. hiimelf to bed';
His nose tuck'd in between his aws, -
His tail wilund irund his head.

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When suddenly a frost set in; Of skaters gliding o'er the ice
The air grew keen and cold. So quick and merrily.

,The old folks shiv'ring, drew their chairs Now Archie thought that he should like
"Close to the warm fireside; To try and learn to skate,
The young ones hasten'd to the ponds, Though quite aware that many falls
Rejoiced to skate and slide. At first would be his fate.

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He knew a pond near Carlton wood, Poor Frisky getting bump'd and thump'd,
About a mile from home; Squeak'd out with fright and pain,
And there he thought he'd go, because And Archie thought it would not do
No other boys would come. To serve him thus again.

His mother warned him to be sure
So slipping off his over-coat,
And leave before 'twas dark;
In which the squirrel lay,
And not to take the public road,
He placed it gently on the ground,
But go across the park.
Supposing he would stay.

Protected well against the cold,
Young Archie walk'd away; Frisky, more frightened far than hurt,
Whilst in the pocket of his coat Lay curl'd up like a ball,
The little squirrel lay. Indulging in a fit of sulks,
Because he'd had a fall.
As soon as Archie tried his skates,
He got a desperate fall-
Then Archie hasten'd back to skate,
A fate awaiting ev'ry one And in his heart was glad,
And in his heart was glad,
Who cannot skate at all!
No one was standing by to see
The tumbles that he had.

\ But as he wisely persever'd,
S"' He grew expert at last;
And 'twas with much regret he found
His time of leave was past.

To fetch the squirrel and his coat
Was now the boy's first care;
Imagine then his great dismay
To find he was not there I


He search'd about, but not a. trace But suddenly whilst there he sat,
Of Frisky could he see; Ile caught his master's eyes;
Except some nut-shells he had left Who, shouting joyfully, ran off.
Beneath a neighboring tree. Hoping to seize his prize.


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At home, he always used to come'

But now, though Archie loudly called,
No little Frisky came.

Yet all this time upon a gate No, no," thought Frisky, free I am,
Which led within the wood, And free I mean to be!"
Scarcely a stone's throw from the pond, So, just as Archie reached the gate,
A little figure stood. He sprang upon a tree.

'Twas Frisky, brandishing his tail Over the gate with lightning speed
And looking round with glee; His eager master flew,
Most likely thinking to himself, No farther could he follow him,
"How sweet is liberty!" The cunning squirrel knew.


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So, climbing to an upper branch, Fill'd with alarm, the boy began
He sat there quite at ease, Most bitterly to cry;
Seeming as if he thought it fun He dreaded lest perhaps with cold
His master thus to tease. And hunger he should die.

For as poor Archie stood below, Two long hours pass'd, yet there he was,
In very mournful case, Still toiling to and fro;
The rogue threw down some wither'd leaves As far as ever from the point
Upon his upturn'd face! To which he ought to go.

And then from tree to tree he sprang,
Thinking it famous fun I I
To keep his master going too
As fast as he could run.

The wood was getting very dark,
For now 'twas nearly night;
No longer could poor Archie keep
The squirrel in his sight. J

His heart was sad and sorrowful, His teeth were chatt'ring with the cold,
He felt all hope was o'er; His fingers numb'd by frost;
Frisky, too charm'd with liberty, And dreadful stories fill'd his mind
Would come again no more! Of people who'd been lost.

Another trouble now arose, At length he sunk upon the ground,
He found he'd lost his way; Completely wearied out;
And fear'd that in the lonely wood His limbs felt stiff, his strength was gone
He all night long must stay. From wandering about.


Now very soon the moon arose, He knelt with boyish confidence,
With soft and silv'ry light; Protection to implore;
And full of comfort to the boy And when he rose, no longer felt
Was such a cheering sight. As lonely as before.

He found that close beside him stood
A large old hollow tree; Then through the opening I have nam'd
And thought that if he crept inside, Within the tree he crept,
Much warmer he would be. And soon upon his leafy bed
He comfortably slept.
Some of the bark had crumbled off,
Leaving an opening wide;
And, putting in his hand, he found At home, his absence after dark
A heap of leaves inside. Had caused intense alarm,
Lest some occurrence unforseen,
These, being very soft and dry, Had brought the boy to harm.
Would serve him for a bed;
But Archie would not go to rest
And anxiously they sallied forth,
Before his prayers were said.
And sought him all around;
How thankfully he called to mind But long in vain-no trace of him
That God could hear a prayer, Could anywhere be found.
Offer'd from church, or house, or wood-
For God is everywhere. At length his father, in the search,

,. The hollow tree espied;
'4i lHe held his lantern to the hole,
;i 'I And threw its light inside.

"I, i I A joyful sight it must have been
His truant boy to see,
Unhurt and safe, and slumb'ring sound,
S' Within the shelt'ring tree.

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"Archie, my lad !" the father cried, And then he told them how he'd tried
"You've found a cosy place To follow Frisky's flight;
In which to sleep, whilst giving me And wandering on, had been at length
A very anxious chase! O'ertaken by the night.

"Wake up! wake up! and let us haste
To calm your mother's fear; 'Tis scarcely needful here to tell
And tell me, as we walk along, How great his mother's joy,
What can have brought you here!" When safe and sound within her arms
She found her missing boy.
Archie arous'd, was quite perplex'd
To think where he could be; Welcome to Archie's dazzled eyes
He wondered much to find himself
The cheerful room and light,
Inside a hollow tree!
And not less welcome, we suspect,
But as his memory recalled His supper was to-night.
All that had lately pass'd,
Thankful, indeed, was he to know But more than ever now he miss'd
That help had come at last. His merry little pet;
He thought of all his winning ways
And antics with regret.

They both had liv'd so happily
Companions day by day;
He felt as though a friend he
-Were taken quite away.

". All of a sudden Archie starts,
SThen gives a joyous shout;
No wonder! From his coat
45 .The squirrel has sprung out!


Yes! there he'd been, he never thought And now he made him understand
Of running quite away; By signs which Archie knew,
Though he had teased his master thus, That, having, fasted like himself,
It all had been in play. He wanted supper too,

High on a branch he kept a watch He stretched his limbs, and washed his face,
On Archie down below; As soon as he'd been fed,
And saw him when the moon appeared Then he and Archie, both tired out,
Within the old tree go. Were glad to go to bed.

All fun was over now; he knew 'Tis said, as Frisky older grew,
'Twas time to be in bed; He learnt to mend his ways,
And found it very cold to sit And never after this event
Upon a bough instead. Play'd truant all his days.

At length he thought he'd scramble down I've finished now, my little friends,
Within the tree to peep.; The tale I had to tell,
Where, as the reader is aware, And, hoping that you have been amused,
Archie was fast asleep. I bid you all farewell.

At once the cunning fellow saw
The best thing he could do,
Would be to creep within the hole,
And go to sleep there too !

He mov'd so very noiselessly,
No sound had Archie heard;
Though Frisky slid inside his coat,
He neither woke nor stirr'd. .

So all this time, whilst he supposed I "
His little pet had fled, "
There he was lying, warm and snug
Within his usual bed.


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