CHILD S JEWELS.
BLANCHE AND THE CAPUCHIN.-fPage
THE CHILD'S JEWELS.
LEAVITT & ALLEN,
27 DEY STR.EET.
Entered, acw Nring to Act or Cornrea, in the year l84I,
By JOSIAH AfDAMS,
in the Clerk's Ofice of the Dlwtrict Court of the United Stat e
in and fi~r Sthe Southermn itrwt or New Yrk.
Stereotyped by Redfield & Savage,
13 Clhamber street, N. Y.
THE FAMILY PETS:
MR. MORTON was as intelligent
seafaring man, who
had for many
had now purchased a
tage in the country,
family had removed during
sence, and where they were in daily
expectation of welcoming his re-
turn. His children were delighted
with the change, and felt that noth-
ing could induce them to go back
again to the city.
To them, a resi-
dence in the country was associated
with many new pleasures. They
expected to find to find abundant scope for
ig hearts, in pet lambs,
bees, &c., &c. But, as
their mother was in
and their father absent, this part of
their establishment was neglected;
and Harry and his
sister every day
liberty which a country residence
gives, but eager to find
At last, one day they
for a pet.
espied a toad hopping along through
" Oh, catch him
" and we will
carry him home.
little box for him, and feed him just
as cousin Charles did his rabbits."
The toad soon became their cap-
tive, and in great glee they took him
home to theitheir mother.
and advised their restoring
erty; however, at their earnest im-
portunity, she consented to their
trying their skill in awakening af-
fiction in a toad.
and had a snug
He was well fed,
little place to live
Every day they allowed him a
ramble, keeping watch
They gave him
name of "Jumpy," and tried many
arts to make him answer to his
name, and hop after them when
they called him.
One day, as they were playing
near the well, poor Jumpy gave a
spring from Harry's hands,
into the well,
which they could never recover him.
Harry was trying various
experiments to draw up poor Jumpy,
Mary strolled away into the field, in
of some new amu
After a little time, she came run-
that he did
ning back, quite out of breath, ex-
claiming, as she pushed open the
" Harry !
rushed into the garden,
Harry do you know
where Fanny is ?
I have something
to show her."
What is it, sister ? what is it V"
rope, and abandoning
to his fate-
it is the most beautiful
flower in the world.
" What is it,
you find it ?"
Why, you curious little chatter-
box, you have not told me where
is, yet; and I want her to
before it fades.
she is, all alone, in the
She can tell us all about it."
Mary and Harry,
meet their sister, who was busily
engaged with a book, in
a little lat-
ticed arbor, covered with a luxuri-
Fanny was quite a
botanist, and always expected to be
regularly catechized, whenever the
children found anything in the fields
or woods which they had not seen
So she quietly laid down
her book, as they came up, and told
them all she knew about their new-
It was the
first wild flower they had
that season-a beautiful anemone.
Fanny talked with
about it, and then promised to go
with them, the next day, and look
Thank you, dear Fanny !" they
both exclaimed; we should be de-
lighted to go."
But let us wait till
said Mary, after a moment's
Oh, yes !
so we will,"
Harry, who always
agreed with his
sister; we will wait for
and perhaps he will go with
wont he, Fan
He will come
Fanny was intent on her
again, and did
not hear her broth-
But Mary took it up
at once, and replied:
" Oh, yes !
Fanny told me, this morning, that
she thought father would be at home
before the end
of this week.
now Wednesday, and he must come
But let us run and ask
mother about it."
Mrs. Morton was sitting a
ndow, engaged in sewing,
heard all that had passed in the gar-
den. She did not wait to be asked,
for she was as glad
were, to feel that
near for berhusband's return.
my children," she said,
will come very soon.
be surprised to see him to-morrow."
The happy children ran away
down the garden, with many excla-
nations of delight.
matter for some
gether, and formed many pleasant
plans for amusement, in which their
father was to take
as if he
had nothing else to do.
Somewhat later in the evening,
they were standing with Fanny un-
der the piazza, looking at the sun,
as it went down behind the west-
ern hills. Mary thought
that they could look at the sun then,
without any difficulty, while it was
impossible to do so at noon. Fanny
was about to explain the cause,
down upon the walk, scampered
away, exclaiming with all his might,
" There is
coming over the meadow."
Down dropped the kitten, which
Mary hal been fondling in her arms,
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ran the little
her brother, crying
out, Mother !
mother! here comes father!"
out heeding whether
heard her or not. Fa
Mrs. Morton, though
not quite so
madly; and before Mr. Morton had
reached the little brook,
rated the garden from the meadow,
the whole family were there, to give
him a welcome.
that he was
in his own great-chair,
had put away his hat, Mary and
Harry had asked him a score of
questions about his voyage, without
waiting for answer to one of them.
Presently Harry, who could not keep
still, he was so delighted, cried out,
father, here comes a man
with a large trunk, and another with
two- what are those things the
other man is bringing in his hands ?
Why, I do believe they are cages !
So they are,
them, too! Are they yours, father?"
" Yes ;
they are for you and Ma-
You may have them brought
into the parlor, and I will
all about them."
Only look, mother !"
Harry, as he came back
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cages; "here are two beautiful
doves. But what is this dull-look-
ing fellow, with a plain brown coat,
in the other cage I I don't think
he is pretty at all."
Why, Harry! it is a mocking-
bird," answered Mary, as soon as
she looked at him. I would much
rather have him for mine, than to
have the doves, that can not sing-'
"Well," said the father, "you
are both suited. Mary shall have
the mocking-bird, and Harry the
doves. But remember, it is only on
condition that you take good care
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we will be very careful
of them for
deal of attention every day, to keep
them clean, and to feed them; and,
if they are ever neglected, you will
give them up to Fanny."
They both promised
wearied in their attentions to their
birds, and soon they were all en-
gaged in trying to find some pretty
names to distinguish them by.
of the doves was a clear,
name in the world for her would be
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Blanche, for she had seen in her
book that that meant white. The
other was a singular-looking bird;
and, for sometime, they were much
puzzled to think of an appropriate
name. The legs were covered, even
to the claws, with feathers, no two
of which are alike. On his head
was a cap of dark feathers, resem-
bling, in appearance, the cowl worn
by the Capuchin friars. From this
circumstance, it was concluded to
name him the Capuchin."
As the doves were not to be kept
in a cage, they had great fears that
puss would be a troublesome neigh-
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bor; and it was, therefore, thought
necessary to discipline her. She
was, accordingly, brought into the
room where they were, and she im-
Smediately sprang at them, as if she
would tear them to pieces. Fanny,
who was watching her, gave her a
smart blow with a rod, which caused
her to turn suddenly away, and run
out of the room. This was repeated
two or three times a day, for sev-
eral days, until puss had learned to
be perfectly quiet in the presence
of the doves. She afterward be-
came so familiar, that she would
allow them to eat from the same
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dish with her, and to alight on her
back, without attempting to annoy
Mary's mocking-bird was not so
tame as the doves, and it was some
considerable time before she could
feel that he would be any compan-
ionship for her. She called him by
every kind name she could think of,
but he would not come to he-. He
fluttered about his cage, as if quite
discontented and homesick; and
Mary, after many unsuccessful ef-
forts to get acquainted with him,
turned away to look after Harry.
She was almost disposed to con-
plain that her pet was a stupid thing,
not half so good as her brother's.
But, before she had spoken out her
disappointment, Blanche stooped
down from her perch, alighted on
her shoulder, and fed familiarly
from her hand. This pleased her
so much, that she forgot her vexa-
tion and marched in to show her
mother and Fanny how soon the
white dove had made her acquaint-
The next morning, Mary was up
early, and very attentive to the
wants of her bird. She first cleaned
out the cage with great care, and
gave him fresh seeds and water.
She then went into the garden, and
selected a variety of fresh weeds
and flowers, which she arranged,
with good taste, about the cage, to
make it seem like a little fairy
I really think," said her father,
who came in just as it was all fin-
ished, that no bird ever had so
beautiful a cage to live in; and, if
he has any taste, or gratitude, he will
certainly sing you a song, by way of
thanking you for your kindness."
See! how earnestly he looks
outow toward the woods, dear fa-
their. Do you think he would
like to be there among the other
No doubt, my dear Fanny, he
would prefer it as much as you pre-
fer rambling about the fields and the
garden, to being confined in a sick
Then I will let him go, father
I do not wish to keep him shut up
here, if he would be so much hap-
pier in the woods."
No, my dear Mary, if he were
a robin, or any of our common birds,
that would be doing him a true kind-
ness. But this bird could not take
live through the winter
mate. Besides, he was
in our cli-
cage, and has never been out of it,
so that he has never felt the loss of
his liberty; and it will be really
more kind to keep him where he is,
especially if you always attend to
him as well as you have to-day."
Just at that moment, a fine young
robin alighted on the outmost branch
old elm in front
of the door,
and warbled forth his morning lay,
such full, mellow,
tones, that the speakers
rily paused to listen.
if my bird could only sing
song as that !"
had scarcely escaped
., when the mocking-bird
the strain, and warbled it
through, mimicking the
such exact perfection, that his mate
have been deceived by it, if
she had been there to hear it.
the house, calling every one to come
and hear her pet sing.
time, there was not a bird
neighborhood that could strike up a
song, or touch a note, but it was in-
stantly echoed from Mary's balco-
ny; and the happy little girl pro-
tested that she had all the songsters
of the grove in one little cage.
Under the kind care of these
happy children, the doves and the
mocking-bird flourished finely; and
the last time I visited the cottage,
Harry had added to his family of
pets a dog, two beautiful, white
rabbits, and a gray squirrel, with a
long bushy tail, while Mary had a
pair of Guinea pigs and a peacock.
Besides these, the yard was well
stocked with hens and ducks, and
or four broods
of little chick-
feed them every morn-
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have enough to
for your little trotters, before
Joe Sands was more proud of his
ponies, than even of his
locks and raven whiskers, which he
in the most
re wn now
rigged out in the most magnificent
style-his ponies almost covered
with strings of bells, and his beau-
tiful scarlet cutter, richly lined and
cushioned, and provided with a
splendid fox-skin robe, lined with
scarlet and gold plush. His own
person was enveloped in an elegant,
wadded wrapper, with a fine Rus-
sian beaver, from which dangled a
large silken tassel.
His establishment was now drawn
up before the comfortable mansion
of Mr. Morris, and Joe was some-
what impatient for the appearance
of the young ladies, whom he was
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to have the honor of driving to the
wedding, where he was to act as
chief groomsman. With an occa-
sional crack of the whip, and a sud-
den reining in of the ponies, that
made all the bells jingle again, and
a loud, sharp "4 hoa, there !" he
amused himself as well as he could,
and attracted the admiring regards
of a troop of idle boys, as well as
some of the more grave and genteel
There, Annt Judy, we must
hurry. Those bells have shaken
half a score of impatient trills, while
you have been adjusting that cap
to be the belle of
evening, and to secure the first seat
in the bride's chair.
Here we are,
all ready -three handsome, young
exquisites, as we are,
in all patience for our sober chape-
rone to finish her prinking.
now, dear aunty, you can't improve
that. You do look so bewitching,
I don't believe Joe Sands will
to me at all."
Fanny-Fanny Morris, what a
chatterbox you are,"
as she turned
" Did you
think what the tongue was made
Do hear those bells again; and
Joe is cracking his whip, as if his
very fingers ached with impatience.
And the ponies are as restiff as
How they will fly,
when they once get started."
me !" exclaimed
" I am afraid
of those wild
I am sure they will upset
us, or run away with us.
" Don't be alarmed,
interposed the mischief-loving
san; "I should love dearly t<
run away with once in my life;
in a nice,
snow-bank would only give
spice to the frolic."
ders, put on her last shawl, drew
her boa tightly round her delicate
neck, and, with a gentle Come,
girls, I am ready,"
Joe was all smiles and
The ladies were soon seat-
ed, Aunt Judy
and Mary on the
back seat, and Fanny and Susan on
the front, with Joe between them.
Crack went the
flew the ponies to the tune of
as glass. Thi
It was a splendid
e road was as smooth
3 trees were loaded
with wreaths of snow.
and valleys, were
alike clothed in a white mantle.
The party was in high spirits;
and even Aunt Judy laid aside her
usual fears, and enjoyed it highly.
Pray, Mr. Sands," she inquired,
"will the party be large, to-night V"
" Not more
than a hundred,
ma'am, I think."
will they all come from I
can you do with them "
" They are coming from all the
neighboring towns -from
and Turner, and Concord,
low, and from twenty miles round."
Just at this moment, Frank Wil.
switch-tails, came up
his sleigh full
i of black
and made an
effort to pass
up his ponies
. Joe Sands cracked
. Frank cracked up
Aunt Judy screamed
the girls laughed
shouted, each party cheering
and urging him not to
be outdone by the other.
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swallows, up the hills and down the
valleys, the ponies keeping the lead;
but the blacks, ever and anon, press-
ing up, and stretching ahead,
they would overreach them.
The two were
side by side, near the top of a
tie hill, which overlooked th
lage whither they were ]sound.
except Aunt Judy, were in the high-
est glee, shouting,
their horses to their
they met another sleigh,
driving at an equal pace, in
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on the right side, dashed by, with
a triumphant hurra; while Frank,
though he reined up as short as he
could, was soon entangled with the
stranger. A moment's delay, and
a word of advice from the stranger,
and Frank was pushing on again
with redoubled speed.
The descent was long and irreg-
ular. About halfway down, where
there was a slight curve in the road,
it was traversed by a little brook,
which, being choked with snow and
ice, had overflowed the bridge, and
spread a sheet of ice along the way,
for several yards. A catastrophe
The sleigh slewed
and capsized, with all its precious
a deep drift on the road-
I am killed," screamed
the girls with
'Twill take the starch out of that
beautiful cap, aunty dear," said the
mischievous Susan, who chanced to
be at the top of the heap.
Sands, as he
ponies !" screamed Joe
lifted himself up
robe, which had well-nigh
smothered him, and Fanny and Su
san, who, being well
had fallen upon it.
wrapped in it
" -Whoa, po.
half a mile
down the road, with the sleigh
good order behind them;
ing by, vainly endeavoring t
up his blacks for the rescue.
they took a sudden
offence at the
apparition of Joe Sands
from under the
and became entirely unmanageable.
They reared and plunged, and then
who had been cautioned
this danger, was just dash-
wind, giving no heed to the 1
to the soothing voice of their
again, trying to brush the mist from
asked Mary, as soon as she
" Not hurt,
the good lady, shaking
from her shawl.
Oh that immaculate
aunty," said Susan, archly.
" Is this the way to
speed of the
much for your
wild, giddy pranks.
Where are we 1-are you all alive ?"
"Never more so," replied Fan-
ny; "but in no plight for a dance."
Where are the ponies ?" scream-
ed Joe, now just restored to his
"There they go !"
"just dashing round the old church,
The distance to the place
dezvous was yet
some four or five
What should they do ?
Judy looked wondrous grave and
she did not speak. Joe had all the
sputtering to himself and he laid it
out freely upon the road, the ponies,
and Frank Willis, who he said was
always in his
Susan enjoyed the accident highly,
and exerted all their
mirth and wit to turn a seeming
When Joe Sands
covered his self-possession, he en-
tered into the f-olic with a good
grace, and proposed
should seat themselves upon the
buffalo, in a snug little nook by the
in the fox-skin
robe, while he ran on to search for
the runaway ponies.
He also in-
listed upon leaving his own beau-
tifil wrapper, as an additional secu-
rity to Aunt Judy against the cold.
Sands had been gone about an
hour, and the little party in the
were getting exceedingly
merry, when Elder
the shaker village, passed
road, driving the great market-sleigh
of the society, on his way to Boston.
a sudden outburst
from the girls,
he naturally enough mistook for a
drew up by
the road-side, alighted from his com-
fortable seat, and began to search
for the cause.
The gingling of his
bells had put the noisy girls upon
their guard, and
ceased in a momen
all their mirth
t. Without any
further noise to guide him, the be-
nevolent shaker followed the foot-
tracks, and soon came upon their
It was a singular meeting.
rose, with dignity,
their accident, and
Ithe object of
new cause of mirth in this discovery.
thee take a seat
enough for all."
" we are expecting Mr.
Sands every moment.
" But, may be
take his horses as soon as he ex-
pected, or may be the sleigh will be
broken; and I fear
If Friend Joseph should
be coming after thee, we shall meet
him on the way."
sound and reasonable;
all the ladies were soon seated,
over all, with the fine robes
It was a quiet ride
horses were as
fat and sleek as
on with an even pace,
himself, and moved
though not a
The very bells seemed
a grave and quiet
and all the party partook of the
Not a word was spo-
ken for the first half hour.
46 What house would thee like to
stop at ?" at length asked Stephen.
"At the Sign
of the Bell,' if you
please," replied Aunt Judy.
A few minutes after, they stopped
at the Sign of the Bell."
received the thanks of
benevolent smile, and
" Thee is all wel
on his way.
Dear me!" e
she stepped in up
do believe I must
At that mome
came up fi-om
which he had
ened horses, in o
claimed Mary, as
on the floor of the
Sis my slipper? I
have left it in the
nt, Frank Willis
)rder to cool them
Have you seen
Is Joe's beautiful
the ponies 1"
cutter safe ?"
is Mr. Sands ?" inquired
my slipper ?"
Mary-all at the same moment.
Willis had seen nothing of Sands,
or his ponies.
He was not a little
vexed that the old shaker had
ure of pick
honor and pleas-
up the shipwrecked
They were all now thrown
into additional trouble about Joe,
and, gathering around
fre, they considered
Meanwhile, the crest-fallen Sands
had accepted the
proffered aid of a
kind farmer, who, in coming down
the road, on
to arrest the
mad flight of the po-
nies; but, in doing
flare off into
led them back toward home.
Sands mounted on behind the
farmer, and off they went, as fast as
could go, under his
The ponies were at length
brought up at a turnpike-gate, some
seven or eight miles from the place
Here Joe came
up with them; but he was obliged
to pause awhile, to give them breath.
was ready, he drove with
all speed to the scene of
To his utter consternation,
ladies were gone.
they be ?
lad they walked
on to the
place of meeting ?
back toward home
sad quandary; but
or had they gone
I Joe was in a
the last question
that came up seemed to turn the
scale of his
that Aunt Judy was sick with
exposure, and that they had all gone
on the way home.
Without stopping to consider how
get along with the bur-
den of the buffalo and
briskly on toward home.
the evening was cold, he had nei-
their wrapper nor buffalo,
was going the wrong way.
The company at the Bell tavern
Several other par-
ties, bound to the same festival
Among them was an
val officer. of five-an
- --- ----
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on his way down, had fallen
Elder Stephen, at the neighboring
The honest shaker, finding
he was to stop at the Sign
Bell," requested him to take charge
of a little shoe, which he had just
found among the blankets in his
" It must belong,"
" to one of the little women that I
Cinderilla !" exclaimed
captain; and I'll find
they hide her under the
most obscure washtub in the coun-
The elder wondered
but said nothing.
resuming his seat, he drove on tow-
while the enthusiastic
young officer sprang into his sleigh,
and dashed down the road, in eager
anticipation of a new adventure.
When Captain Armstrong arrived
at the Bell, he was ushered into the
common parlor, where a large party
was already assembled,
to start for the nuptial fes-
Mary Morris was in a sad
dilemma, since she was to act as
with her sisters, that she should
them, by turns, so that,
in presenting herself before the
altar, with the bride, she should be
She was just
ranging a beautiful Indian moccasin
upon the unfortunate foot, as the
door opened, and the gallant cap-
a flushed countenance,
and a profusion
of bows, presented
himself before them, exclaiming,
Cinderilla I where art
thou, beautiful, injured maiden 1"
The whole company were equally
amazed and amused by this singu-
It was arranged
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lar apostrophe. All conversation
ceased in an instant; the half-ad-
justed shawl was left hanging care-
lessly over the arm; the half-tied
hat fell back upon the chair; the
half-turned curl hung in dishevelled
luxuriousness upon the blushing
cheek; and that beautiful moccasin,
scarcely drawn over the delicate
foot of Cinderilla, still left the heel
and ankle exposed. All eyes were
turned upon the captain.
Not at all abashed by being made
the object of so much and such in-
tense curiosity, the bold and self-
possessed cavalier advanced to the
of the circle, and
tly at every group,
dividual, reiterated his eager
"Come forth !"
" wherever thou art.
latever tub thy
toys have concealed
under the ample folds
lisse, caught his eye.
Sstantly at her foot; and before she
had recovered her self-possession
sufficiently to withdraw the exposed
member, he had seized the mocca-
lost slipper to its place.
"A fit-a perfect
" Cinderilla most love-
befriend thee, and-"
A general burst of laughter from
the whole company, followed by a
I furious blast of the tavern-horn, as
Sa signal that it was time to be
in his rhapso
Mary at 1
dy, and left
iberty to fin-
ish her preparations for the fete.
The nuptial party was large, yet
The bride was beau-
sin, pulled it
THE SLEIGHRrDE. 61
tiful; the bridegroom was splendid;
the house was brilliantly illumina-
ted; and all things were ready.
But where was Joe Sands, the chief
The minister had come, the bride-
groom had taken the
to lead he
r forward; and C:
about to supply Joe's
with Mary Morri
Cinderilla of the evening,
on his arm, when the door flew
open, and Sands, the
It was a sad disappointment to
the captain; but
to contend. He
ed the blushing
he was too polite
Mary to his rival.
and the ceremony went on.
When the knot was tied,
while the good minisi
kiss, Joe began to inq
by what means they
The story of
the good old shaker d
to all the company,
derilla the belle of th
ter was greet-
ith a paternal
quire of Mary
f the overturn,
eacon, and the
no little mirth
and made Cin-
But Judge Weston, a kind-heart-
ed, fine-looking widower, from Bar-
THE SLEIGHRIDE. 63
low, to the utter neglect of the young
girls, was taken with such a sympa-
thy for the quiet Aunt Judy,
fear that she should
a similar accident on the
way home, that he insisted upon
taking her into his own carriage;
" for I have a very careful
"and I will see you safely
landed at your own door."
Aunt Judy accepted the offer.
The evening was unusuallybrilliant.
The ride was agreeable to all par-
Willis raced back
without accident or adventure. Cap-
tain Armstrong looked
obliged to go the other way.
What passed in the judge's carriage
was shrewdly conjectured, but never
Before the snow was
gone, the worthy man had
that way often,
and never without
calling at Mr. Morris's; and ere the
spring had put forth her blossoms,
our beloved aunt had changed her
name to Weston, and gone down to
Barlow, to clear away from the
judge's house the frostwork of a
widowhood, by shedding
over it again the sunshine of home.