Title Page
 Table of Contents
 The great attraction
 The arrival of the doll
 The garret
 Linna is placed in the window
 A friend
 Justina and Linna part
 Justina makes a change for the...
 Mrs. Lee
 Linna and the new mistress
 Mr. Nameless
 Linna is thrown into the stree...
 Linna finds a new home
 Linna makes another change
 Linna returns to Mr. Peter...
 Justina in the house of her new...
 Justina's new dress
 Mrs. Lee and Justina leave London...
 The railroad cars
 Justina at grove house
 Justina's first morning in...
 Pritchard the gardener
 Justina's first lesson in...
 Mrs. Lee's pensioners
 The Rev. Mr. Watson
 Justina's second gardening...
 Justina's third lesson in...
 The motion of the earth round the...
 The moon and its changes
 Justina bids the gardener...
 The departure
 Justina's birthday
 What made Mr. Peter snaps...
 Linna joins the happy party

Title: Sunshine through the clouds, or, Justina rewarded
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Title: Sunshine through the clouds, or, Justina rewarded
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Language: English
Creator: Lermont, L.
Publisher: Edward Livermore
Place of Publication: Boston
Publication Date: 1853
Copyright Date: 18531852
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Table of Contents
    Title Page
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Table of Contents
        Page 3
        Page 4
    The great attraction
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
    The arrival of the doll
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 14a
    The garret
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
    Linna is placed in the window
        Page 18
        Page 19
    A friend
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
    Justina and Linna part
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
    Justina makes a change for the better
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
    Mrs. Lee
        Page 32
        Page 33
    Linna and the new mistress
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 37
    Mr. Nameless
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
    Linna is thrown into the streets
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
    Linna finds a new home
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
    Linna makes another change
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 54
    Linna returns to Mr. Peter Snaps
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
    Justina in the house of her new friend
        Page 58
        Page 58a
        Page 59
        Page 60
    Justina's new dress
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 67
    Mrs. Lee and Justina leave London for the summer
        Page 68
        Page 69
        Page 70
    The railroad cars
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
        Page 74
        Page 75
        Page 76
    Justina at grove house
        Page 77
        Page 78
        Page 79
        Page 80
        Page 81
    Justina's first morning in Warwickshire
        Page 82
        Page 83
        Page 84
    Pritchard the gardener
        Page 85
        Page 86
    Justina's first lesson in gardening
        Page 87
        Page 88
        Page 89
        Page 90
        Page 91
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
    Mrs. Lee's pensioners
        Page 96
        Page 97
        Page 98
    The Rev. Mr. Watson
        Page 99
        Page 100
        Page 101
        Page 102
    Justina's second gardening lesson
        Page 103
        Page 104
        Page 105
        Page 106
    Justina's third lesson in gardening
        Page 107
        Page 108
        Page 109
        Page 110
    The motion of the earth round the sun
        Page 111
        Page 112
        Page 113
        Page 114
        Page 115
        Page 116
        Page 117
        Page 118
        Page 119
        Page 120
    The moon and its changes
        Page 121
        Page 122
        Page 123
        Page 124
        Page 125
        Page 126
        Page 127
        Page 128
    Justina bids the gardener good-by
        Page 129
        Page 130
    The departure
        Page 131
        Page 132
        Page 133
        Page 134
    Justina's birthday
        Page 135
        Page 136
        Page 137
    What made Mr. Peter snaps happy
        Page 138
        Page 139
        Page 140
    Linna joins the happy party
        Page 141
        Page 142
        Page 143
        Page 144
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C0A. PA,,
1.-Tur GRAT ATTRACTION, ........................ 5
2.-THE ARRIVAL OF THE DOLL, ...................... 9
3.--JUSTIXA, ..................................... 12
4.-THz GARRET,.................................. 15
5.-LINNA Is PLACED IN TaE WINOW, ............... 18
6.-A FRIEND ................................... 20
7.-JUSTINA AND LINNA PART, .................... .. 25
9.-MRS. La,..................................... 32
10.-LINNA AND HER NEW MISTRESS, ................. 34
11.-MR. NAMELESS, ................................ 38
12.-LINNA THROWN INTO THE STRrTS, ............... 43
13.-LiNNA FINDS A NEW HOME ..................... 48
14.-LINNA MAKES ANOTHR CHANoG, ................ 51
15.-LINNA RETURNS TO Ma. PETER SNAPS,............. 55
16.-JUSTINA IN Tua Housr or HER NEW FRIEND,...... 58
17.-JUSTINA's NEI DRs, .......................... 61

18.-Mas. LEE AND JUSTINA LEAVE LONDON, ........... 68
19.--Ta RAILROAD CARS, ........................... 71


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20.-JuaSTIA AT GOovr Hous, ................... .. 77
22.-PRITCHARD THE GARDENE, ...................... 85
23.-JUSTIrA's FIRST LssoN IN GARDENING, ........... 87
24.-Mua. LIs'S PENSIONZRS, ......................... 9
25.-Ta RzT. MR. WATSON, ........................ 99
20.-JuSTINA's SECOND GARDENING LESSON ............ 103

28.--TH MOTION or TBe EARTH ROUND THE SOU, ...... 1ll
29.--Ta MooN AND ITS CHANGES ..................... 121

30.-JUSTINA BIw THa GARDENER GooD-BY, ........... 129
31.--Ta DPARnTUz, .............................. 131
32.--JUTINA'S BIRTH-DA, .......................... 135
33-WHAT MADE MR. PITER SVAPS HAPPY,............ 138
34.-LINNA JOINS THE HAPPY PATY, ................. 141


Coaptir 1.
n N the year 18- an advertisement
S appeared in several of the London
papers, stating that the largest and
most beautiful Doll that had ever
been imported, might be seen at the store of
Mr. Peter Snaps, wholesale and retail dealer in
Toys and other fancy Goods.
You will see by the above advertisement
that Mr. Peter Snaps was a man of business.
No one could have said otherwise. He was a
man of great activity and perseverance. He


always had something new-something no one
else in the city had. His store was well known
to all the children of the neighborhood. But
with all his activity he never had what is
called a-flourishing trade. At least after sev-
eral years of active exertion he was still in the
same small store where he first commenced
business; whilst many in the same trade had
in less time, gained enough to live indepen-
We have said before that Mr. Peter Snaps
always had something very attractive in his
window for the children, but he never had
anything so attractive as this doll-it was the
largest doll in all London!
And do you wonder my little readers that
an advertisement so tempting should have
brought many children to his store? You
know how interesting a large doll is to little
girls I
What a beauty!" exclaimed some of the
children as they gazed in the window.


What a large doll !" exclaimed a little girl
who was not much larger herself.
"Look at her frock," said a little girl whose
mother was a dressmaker.
What a deal of money this doll must have
cost!" said a boy who loved his pennies better
than the sight of large dolls.
"Look at her bonnet "Look at her
shoes!" cried others. All saw something to
admire-some one thing and some another-
and all went home in high glee !
I wonder if any of these children would
have believed it if any one had told them that
this beauty with all her finery would soon be
.thrown into the street, and that by one of the
little girls who was the loudest in bestowing
her praises and admiration! Nevertheless
such was this doll's fate before she was many
weeks old; and her many changes and ups
and downs are so closely co ected with the
fortunes of my young heroin and so interest-
ing in themselves, that I have resolved to place


them before the public. But to give you a
full account of all her misfortunes, I shall have
to expose so many family secrets that I hardly
know where to begin I But all things must
come to light some day. So I shall begin at
the very beginning, and tell you first where
this doll was manufactured.
All my little readers know that most of
the fine toys they see in the stores have come
from the famous city of Nuremberg. But
this large doll did not come from there. To
say the truth, Mr. Peter Snaps did not deal in
the best of toys. Nor do I think that the
people in Nuremberg would have taken the
trouble to make him a doll of so large a size !
He had this doll made in the City of London.
But it was so late in the season when he gave
his order, and the artist was so busy at the
time, that it was very doubtful if he should be
able to attend t it in time for the Christmas
holidays. t
This uncertainty made Mr. Peter Snaps very


uneasy till one morning, a week before Christ-
mas, he was agreeably surprised by the arrival
of a large package directed to Peter Snaps,
Esq., dealer in Toys, &c., which contained a
doll even larger than he expected.


I WISH some of. my little readers had been
there and seen how the black cloud vanished
from the dark face of Mr. Peter Snaps, as he
opened the package, and the smiling face of
this large doll caught his anxious gaze. But
soon the cloud returned when he saw the
words "Terms Cash" written on the bill in
large letters. What a pity that such trifles
should ruffle some tempers o much I But
"Terms Cash" was a thing which Mr. Peter


Snaps did not like at all. But stores are bad
places for reflection, so he put the bill in his
pocket, placed the doll on the counter, took
some silks from the shelf, and called a little
girl who was at work in the adjoining room.
As the little girl did not hear his summons,
he screamed in a very harsh manner:
"Do you not hear me call? you good for
The child put down her work, and trem-
blingly approached him.
"Take this doll and these trimmings, and
see how long it will take you to dress her."
When do you wish to have her sir ?" asked
the little girl in a low sad voice.
"When do I wish to have her?" he re-
peated, "between this and bed time, so you
better take yourself off if you expect to go to
bed this night."
The child took the doll and the gay colored
materials, walked into her cold back room,
and wept bitterly.


What is the girl crying about?" screamed
Mr. Peter Snaps in a very unfeeling manner
when he heard her weep. "No going to bed,
Miss, till the doll is dressed. Remember
The little girl dried her eyes as fast as she
could, measured the doll and cut out the silk
with as much skill and ingenuity as if she had
served her time to the trade, but she could
not suppress her tears.
Perhaps some of my little readers will think
that she must have been a spoiled child; but
if you knew how hard she had to work, and
how cruelly Mr. Peter Snaps behaved to her,
you would, I am sure, sympathize with her.
As this was what Mr. Peter Snaps called his
busy season, and as he employed no other
seamstress but this-little girl, she had to get
up very early every morning and work very
late every night during the whole week, for
Mr. Peter Snaps, though a believer in the
fourth commandment as far as the six days'


labor is concerned, did not belong to those who
believe that the laborer has a right to claim a
day of rest as his due reward.


LET me now make you acquainted with this
poor child who had to submit to such ill treat-
ment. Her name was Justina, and she was
about ten years old. She was the daughter
of a Lieutenant in the English army, but he
was killed in a battle in China. This broke
her mother's heart, and she died soon after this
sad news reached her. And now Justina, the
daughter of an English officer, has to dress
dolls and puppets for Mr. Peter Snaps in Great
William Street. Poor child !
Whilst Justina was measuring this large


doll, its pretty face began to interest her, and
at last she said:
"It is not your fault, you pretty creature,
that I shall have to work so late to night.
You are really very handsome. I wish you
were mine. How you remind me of my little
sister, Linna, who is now an angel in Heaven.
She had just such eyes as you have. When
sister Linna was living we had many fine
dolls, and we played in the parlor, and father
and mother played with us, and we had so
many nice rooms, not dark and dreary like
Perhaps some of my young readers, who
have affectionate parents, kind brothers and
sisters, and many friends, may think it was
very silly of Justina to talk in this way to a
doll; but you will please remember that she
had no friends to whom she could talk and
relieve her sad heart.
Before many hours had passed Justina real-
ly became attached to the doll, and she called

her Linna after her sister, and began to feel
quite happy till the croaking voice of Mr.
Peter Snaps reminded her of her sad and
dreary lot.
When the evening had somewhat advanced
Mr. Peter Snaps called to her, Get on with
your work Miss, or no going to bed this night."
"I am just putting the last stitch to her
dress," answered the child sorrowfully; for
she knew that the time had come for her and
Linna to part.
"Oh!" said she, "Now your dress is fin-
ished; to-morrow you will be put in the win-
dow, and some fine lady will come and buy
you, when you will be taken to a grand house,
and I shall never see you again, my dear, dear
"Bring the doll here, Miss," he shouted
Justina took the doll in her arms and car-
ried her into the store with as much care as if
it really had been her little sister.



IT would be impossible for me to tell you
the half of what filled the mind of Mr. Peter
Snaps when Justina placed the doll, which
was really dressed in very good taste, on the
"This is certainly the most beautiful doll
in all London," said Mr. Peter Snaps to him-
self. "There is not one like her in all the
city, and I may as well have my own price for
her-20 crowns, and not a penny less." And
he already saw in his imagination his store
filled with children, all coming to see this
beauty, and all runamig home and teasing;
their mammas to come and buy this doll fbor
them as a Christmas present
All this and much more did the dealer in.


Toys calculate most accurately, but what think
you my little readers he said to Justina, who
was still standing in the store, taking a fare-
well look of her Linna? Do you think he
said, "You have been a good industrious lit-
tle girl, you have dressed this doll to my sat-
isfaction, and as you have been up early this
morning, and will have to rise early to-morrow,
you may now leave off work for to-night, and
go to bed early, and take a rest ?" I am sure
you, my young friends, would have said so.
But not so Mr. Peter Snaps.
"What are you standing here for?" he
growled. Is there nothing more for you to do
in the work room? if not, I can give you a
dozen or two more dolls to dress."
Justina left the store without thanking him
for his liberality, but her work room seemed
to her more dreary than ever; for she had lost
her Linna, and there was no friendly face
smiling on her now;, and to complete her mis-
ery, the little glimmering lamp happened to


be in a melancholy mood, and did not seem
willing to burn brightly, to the great discom-
fort of the little seamstress.
At last the clock struck ten and she was
permitted to retire for the night.
Her bed room, which was in the garret, was
almost devoid of furniture; but she tried to
make it comfortable by keeping it clean and
She was not troubled much with callers you
may be sure; nevertheless she had two faith-
ful friends who did not think her room too
humble for them to visit it as regularly, and
cheerfully as they did the finest house in the
city. These two friends were the early sun
and the gentle moon. Both were welcome
guests, particularly the moon; for she was not
allowed to take a light up to her room; and
thus the absence of the Queen of the Night
was sure to be missed by the little orphan; and
she soon noticed that the moon did not shine
every night as regularly as the sun did every


day. She was always sorry when there was
no moon; and its return was always hailed
by her as the return of an old and much valued
Often did the moon, as she gazed on its
soft light, soothe her aching heart, and lead
her thoughts to the abode of her heavenly
Father, where neither sorrow nor trouble
dwells, and where the wicked trouble not.

&)apter 5.

THE following morning Mr. Peter Snaps
arose very early, opened his store, and placed
the doll Linna in the window with as much
pride and self-complacency, as if he himself
had been the creator of this beauty in vanity


Never was there such a crowd of children
in his store, as there was that day, and for
several days after this beauty was placed in
the window.
Some came with their mammas, some with
their aunts, some with their nurses; all ad-
mired the doll, but all thought the price too
Justina who was at work in the adjoining
room, could not help hearing all that was said
in the store, and right glad was she when day
after day passed on, and her Linna was still
in the window, though she thought it very
strange that.people should think 20 crowns
too much for such a beauty as her Linna!
She only wished she had the money, and then
no one should have her Linna but she herself.
Thus days and weeks passed on, Christmas
came and went, and so did New Year's day.
The fog began to forsake the city, and the
tops of the houses were at times again visited
by the rays of the winter sun. Justina was


still busy dressing dolls and puppets, and her
employer growled and croaked as much as
ever 1

(Cjinpr 0.


ONE bright morning, in the middle of Janu-
ary, Mr. Peter Snaps informed Justina, that
he was obliged to go out for a few hours, and
charged her to take care of the store till his
return, and sell as much as she possibly could.
This was happy news for the little seam-
Soon after Mr. Peter Snaps had left the
store, she took Linna out of the window-
placed her on her knee, and began to tell
her all her sorrows-real and imaginary, and
wept bitterly. "Ah!" said she, "if my father


and mother were living, I should not be here
in this store, and Mr. Peter Snaps would have
had no chance to beat me. I wish I were in
heaven where they are, and where sister Linna
is!" and her tears flowed faster than before.
"What is the price of this doll?" said the
sweet voice of a lady, who had come in to the
store unobserved by the little mourner, and
had listened with much compassion to the
child's grief.
"Which doll, ma'am?" said the little or-
"The one on your knee, my child," said
the lady.
For some time, Justina could hardly bring
out a word, but at last she said, "Twenty
crowns-only twenty crowns, ma'am!"
Twenty crowns!" repeated the lady. "But
you are weeping, my child. Has any thing
happened to distress you ?"
At this Justina's tears began to flow afresh.
"We all have our troubles in this world,"


said the lady, kindly; "but tell me, child,
what distresses you so much. I have been a
child myself, and I can feel for you, and sym-
pathise with you ?"
These kind words spoken by the lady re-
lieved the little mourner much. She dried
her eyes, and told the lady all her sorrow, just
as she had done to the doll. She told her, that
her father had been a great soldier, and was
killed in a battle in China-that she had no
friends living-how she had dressed this doll
-how she loved it because its pretty face
reminded her of her little sister in heaven, and
how much she dreaded that some lady would
come and buy the doll and then she would
never see it again. But not a word did she
say against Mr. Peter Snaps and his cruel
treatment. Poor child! her heart was good,
and she was grateful for the bread he gave
In the meantime the lady had examined
the doll's dress, which she found very nicely


made, and she admired Justina's skill and
industry as much as she felt for her tears and
"Something ought to be done for this poor
child," thought the kind lady, but what to do
she hardly knew.
After the lady had made a few inquiries
respecting her parents, the time Mr. Peter
Snaps would be in, and the age of the little
girl, which Justina answered in a very proper
manner; she then said, "If you will promise
to me that you will be a good industrious girl,
I shall buy this doll for you. You may tell
your employer when he comes home, that I
shall call again in the afternoon and pay him
the money. So you may make yourself happy
as far as that is concerned. It is true, twenty
crowns is a great deal of money for a simple
toy; nevertheless, if by that sum I can make
you leave off weeping, and you continue to be
a good child, I shall not repent of having spent
so much money for a doll."

When the lady had left the store, Justina
seized the doll with the fondness of a mother,
and pressed her to her young heart which
had become much lighter from the kind
words her friend had spoken.
But doubt soon entered her mind, and she
began to ask herself, "Will the lady really re-
turn and bring the money; or was all this
a dream?" for she had often dreamed about
the sweet face of her Linna.
The poor child had been so cruelly treated
by Mr. Peter Snaps, that she could hardly be-
lieve her own eyes and ears, and she feared
that the events of the morning must have been
one of her pleasant dreams.


Banptrr 7.


I SAID that Justina began to fear that all
was a dream; but stores are bad places for
dreaming, particularly when the weather is
fine and many people are walking and shop-
What is the price of this doll?" asked a
man dressed in gay livery.
"Which doll, sir ?" asked the child.
"The one in your arms," replied the man.
"This one-this sir-why this one is sold,"
said the little girl somewhat hesitatingly.
"Sold!" croaked the harsh voice of Mr.
Peter Snaps, who had followed the servant
into the store. "How many crowns did you
get?" The servant looked around to see
where this most singular voice came from.


After a short pause, Justina related that a
lady had been in the store and bought the
doll; but she did not leave the money; she
promised to call again in the afternoon and
pay for it.
"This is all very well," croaked Mr. Peter
Snaps; "but I know the world too well to be
taken in in this manner; he that pays me the
money shall have the doll. The price is
twenty crowns, and not a penny less; so if
you want this beauty you may have her and
Justina's heart was ready to break. At
last despair gave her courage, and she ven-
tured to speak.
"I am sure the lady will be here soon, and
pay you the money. Please do not let this
man have the doll;" and she was just going
to lay hold of the doll, when Mr. Peter Snaps
caught hold of her little arm, and in no gentle
manner dragged her into the little work-room
and shut the door. But the shrewd man soon


saw that he could draw some advantage from
Justina's boldness.
So he sat down, and in a very calm manner,
as if nothing had happened, he said, "The
child is right. I ought not to let you have the
doll, for the lady might come in at any mo-
ment. But you have often been in my store,
so I do not wish to disappoint you. If you
want the doll you may have her for twenty
crowns, but not a penny less."
As the man had been sent by his mistress
to buy the doll, he paid the money and went
his way. Nevertheless he thought Mr. Peter
Snaps must be a very bad man for treating
the child in the manner he did; and that he
would never buy any thing from him again if
he could help it.
This man was not the only customer who
formed such an opinion of Mr. Peter Snaps,
when leaving the store-but you will see how
all ended at last.


C(apttr 8.

As soon as the man and the doll had disap-
peared, and Mr. Peter Snaps had put the
twenty crowns in the drawer and the key in
his pocket, he took a whip from the shelf with
the intention of giving the poor orphan a good
whipping for having ventured to dispute his
will, when his thoughts or rather his actions,
were interrupted by the arrival of a lady in
a very splendid carriage, drawn by a pair of
beautiful horses, and attended by two servants.
Mr. Peter Snaps put down the whip, and ran
to open the door.
I have come," said the lady, as she put a
bank bill on the counter, "to pay you for the
doll I bought here during your absence."
I am sorry, madam," said Mr. Peter Snaps,


somewhat confused, that you have come too
late. I have just sold her to a man whom
you must have seen come out of my store as
you drove up. But I can get you another."
"I am much disappointed," said the lady-
"did not the little girl tell you that I bought
the doll and promised to call again and pay
you? I did not like to entrust so large a sum
to a child so young."
The child did say something about a lady
having been in the store who looked at the doll
and promised to call again; but we men of
business do not pay much attention to what
children say."
And why not?" asked the lady with some
severity of manner, "has the little girl ever
told you an untruth ?"
I cannot say that she ever did tell me an
untruth; but money is a very scarce article
now-a-days, and we men of "
Pray can I see the child for a few mo-
ments ?" interrupted the lady; for his remark


about "wev men of business," displeased her
I am sorry that the little girl is very busy
in her work-room, and I should not like to
have her disturbed just now."
At this moment the work-room door opened,
and before he could prevent her, the child was
at the feet of her new friend.
"Save me! Save me!" she cried, as she
saw the well-known whip on the counter, and
she fell fainting on the floor.
The lady tried to raise her from the ground;
but Justina was cold and stiff as if life had
fled for ever.
The lady immediately sent one of her ser-
vants for a physician. Fortunately a very
skillful one lived in the neighborhood, and by
his prompt and judicious treatment the child
was soon restored to life and animation.
The lady and the physician now had a long
conversation, in a language which Mr. Peter
Snaps did not understand.


"The doctor tells me," said the lady to the
dealer in toys, "that the child must be taken
to some place where she can have proper atten-
tion paid to her for a time, or he will not be
answerable for the consequences. Do you
know where her friends reside ?"
She has none," growled Mr. Peter Snaps,
in a most unfeeling and unbecoming manner.
If that is the case," said the lady, I shall
be obliged to take her to my house, and here
is my card, if you or any one else should like
to call and see how the child is doing I"
Had the doctor not been present there is no
doubt he would have made some objections to
the kind lady's plan, and perhaps he would
even have said something very rude; but he
feared the physician, who was a man well
known and respected in the whole city. So
he gave his consent to the plan which he could
not prevent; but he hoped in his heart that
the lady would soon get tired of her charge,
and be glad to send her back before long.


A servant placed Justina in the carriage,
and soon Mr. Peter Snaps was left alone
amongst his dolls and puppets, some grinning
at him, and some laughing at him. Miserable


Now that the lady is gone, I shall take the
liberty of introducing her to my little friends.
It was Mrs. Lee of Bedford Square; a widow
lady, well known all over the city for her
kindness to the laboring poor, and to the un-
fortunate and deserving. Mr. Lee, her husband,
had been a successful merchant-for many
years-and when he died he left her mistress
of a large fortune. As she had no family of
her own, she devoted the greatest part of her


wealth to the poor and needy, whom she
visited as often as she could, for she employed
no steward in the distribution of her bounty.
Her form was tall and dignified, and when
she spoke her face wore an expression of kind-
ness and sincerity which inspired the beholder
with confidence and respect at first sight.
Such was the woman in whose carriage our
little orphan was now riding.
As for Justina, she was not what one would
call handsome, but no one could have seen her
open and amiable face without being inter-
ested in her. The dress she wore at the
time Mrs. Lee came into the store was not
very grand you may be sure, but it was not
shabby, for Justina kept it clean, and in good
repair by her needle. Her face and hands
were clean, though the confinement in her
little damp work room seemed to have
bleached her rosy cheeks; and there was so
much melancholy pictured in her young face
that Mrs. Lee could not help feeling deep sym-

. 83


pathy for her, and when she accidentally over-
heard the child's troubles whilst talking to the
doll, she thought it her duty to befriend the or-
phan, and she was grateful to her Heavenly
Father that He had given her the means to do so.

Chapter 10.


IT is now high time that we should see how
Linna is faring.
Little Rosalia, the daughter of General
Green, was suffering from a severe cold. She
refused to take the medicine which their doc-
tor had prescribed for her unless her mother
would buy her the large doll which she had
seen in Great William Street. Rosalia was
one of those little girls whom we heard praise
the doll so much on the first day when Mr.


Peter Snaps placed it in the window. Little
Rosalia had made up her mind not to take
any medicine unless her mother would com-
ply with her wishes. By this you will see
that Rosalia must have been a spoiled child
or she would not have behaved so badly.
Her indulgent mother, instead of rebuking
her for such bad behavior, sent her servant to
Mr. Peter Snaps to buy the doll which her
daughter had taken a fancy to, regardless alike
of the expense and the harm she was doing to
her only child by complying with her whims
and foolish fancies.
Rosalia had received many fine toys and
other handsome presents from her mother and
others at the Christmas holidays, but she soon
destroyed them all.
When the man, whom we have seen at
Mr. Peter Snaps, returned to the house with
the doll under his arm, Rosalia shouted, Now
I have the largest doll in all London!" She
then placed the doll near her in bed, and


said, "Your mistress is ill, so you must be ill
too, and take medicine, and eat gruel if you
wish to get well."
The nurse thought this would be a very
good time to give Rosalia some medicine, but
the little maiden thought otherwise.
As the nurse handed her some medicine in
a wine glass, she said, First Doll must taste
how good this nice medicine is," and before
she could prevent it, Rosalia had poured all
the medicine over the doll's face and dress.
Oh! what have you done miss ?" exclaimed
the nurse, with suppressed anger.
"It is not my fault," said Rosalia, laughing.
"Doll would not open her mouth; naughty
doll; she has no manners at all. You had better
take her away, nurse, r.nd put her in the dark
closet, where my other toys are, till she has
learned to behave better."
All this and much more Rosalia said, but
no one ever corrected her for her bad behavior.


Mrs. Green, her mother, did not like to see her
dear child cry.
Next morning when Rosalia awoke, she
found the doll near her with her face washed
clean, and a new hat and feathers, and a
dress, much finer and more costly than the one
Justina had made for her.
For several weeks this doll and Rosalia re-
mained great friends. She took her every.
where. At her lessons she would place the
doll on the table, and instead of minding her
books she would talk to the doll; and scold
her for not sitting still, and call her a naughty
To all this Mrs. Green would laugh; never
attempting to correct her. Thus Rosalia made
but little progress in her studies, and though
she was nearly ten years old, she hardly knew
her letters.
But Rosalia was not a girl to keep friends
long with any thing she had. Soon she got
tired of Linna's pretty face and rosy lips, and


she threw her into the closet amongst a heap
of other discarded dolls, once as highly prized
and esteemed as she herself had been. Such
is life!


ONE day, Rosalia was standing at the win-
dow watching every body in the street, as idle
children often do, when a dealer in dogs, well
known in that part of London, chanced to
pass by, carrying two little dogs, one under
each arm.
What is the price of that little curly dog?"
asked Rosalia as she opened the window.
Two guineas," said the dealer in dogs.
"Two guineas! that is too much. You
must take less," said the little maiden.


"You may have this one here for twenty
shillings, Miss," said the man as he pointed to
the other, which was a very ugly looking ani-
mal. But this here is a real King Charles',
and two guineas is very little indeed for such
a beauty."
There are no guineas now," said the little
barterer-" will not two sovereigns do?" asked
she, as she opened her purse, and handed him
the money.
Two shillings more, Miss, please," said the
man when he. got hold of the gold.
You are very hard, indeed," said the young
lady, as she gave him the two shillings.
The man now gave her the little dog, which
was really very pretty and well worth the
money the little maiden paid for him. But
do you not think, my little readers,-that it was
very wrong of Rosalia to make a purchase of
this kind without the consent of her parents?
And do you not also think, that it was very
wrong of her mother to allow her to have so.


much money at her command ? And is it any
wonder that Rosalia was a spoiled child when
she had such a careless mother?
After Rosalia had closed the window, she
placed the little dog on the sofa, and said,
"What is your name, sir ?"
The bright-eyed little creature looked at his
young mistress without giving any satisfactory
Can't you give an answer, you little stupid
creature ? Then I must find a name for you.
I shall call you Nameless. Yes, Mr. Name-
Now, come here, Mr. Nameless, and let me
see what you can do for a living. What have
you been taught ?-can you sit up ?-can you
hold a pipe in your mouth ?"
To all this the little dog gave no answer;
at least, if he did, it was not in a language
which hts mistress could understand; it was
'not English.
What is this you have got ?" said the nurse


in a sportive manner, as she came into the
room and saw the little stranger on the sofa.
"I have asked this stupid creature ever so
often what his name is; but he will give me
no answer. I have a good mind to throw him
into the street through the same window he
"Did he come through the window?" asked
the nurse.
Rosalia laughed.
When her mother came into the room, she
asked what little dog that was ? but she had
no time to wait for an answer, for she expected
company that day.
Thus Rosalia was never reproved for having
bought the little dog, nor did any one ever ask
her what she did with the money.
But the poor dog soon found that peace and
happiness are not always connected with soft
sofas and gay carpets. Never was there a
poor creature more teased than this Mr. Name-
less was. Sometimes she would pull his long


silken ears without mercy, and often made
him stand upon his hind legs much longer
thon was agreeable to the little creature.
Under such cruel treatment, the little dog's
temper soon became spoiled, and he began to
bark furiously when any visitors entered the
Rosalia thought this very fine fun, particu-
larly if he frightened any of her little friends
when they called to see her, or when she met
them in the streets.

Cjanptr 12.

ONE rainy day, when Rosalia could not leave
the house, she opened the closet door where
her discarded dolls and play things were, to
see if she could find any thing there that
would amuse her, when Mr. Nameless came
and put his head in to see what he could
find, caught Linna by one of her arms, and
dragged her round the room.
Rosalia thought this fine sport, and she
seized Linna by the other arm, and thus both


were pulling her with all their strength. At
first it was doubtful who would get tired first.
But the dog, as if willing to let his mistress
have the honor of the day, suddenly let go,
and Rosalia fell with much violence against
the mantel-piece. Her screams brought all
the inmates of the house to her room. But
before her frightened mother could see where
she was hurt, she jumped up, seized Linna, as
the cause of her misfortune, and threw her,
in a transport of passion, out of the window.
What do you think now, my little readers, of
Linna's fate ? But we had better lose no time,
and see what has become of her.
Poor Linna, in her downward flight, thumped,
in no gentle manner, against the head of an
Irish woman, who chanced to pass by.
"Murther! murther! the child is killed,"
shrieked the poor woman as she saw Linna mo-
tionless at her feet. Indeed, judging from the
hard thump she had herself received, she
might well suppose that no child could have


survived such a blow. When however she had
discovered that it was no flesh and blood, but
only a doll on which she had wasted so much
compassion, and which had done so much
damage to herself and bonnet, her indignation
knew no bounds.
She rang the bell however, with the inten-
tion of returning the doll to the rightful owner.
After waiting some time, a servant, the same
we have seen at Mr. Peter Snaps, appeared.
This doll came near murthering me, as my
bonnet can testify," said the poor woman;
"but I am glad that it is no worse. I was
frightened to death; for I thought that it was
a living Christian coming through the air."
"Well," said the man, "this doll has taken
great liberties to travel through the air in
such a new-fashioned way at your head's
expense. She deserves to be punished. So
you had better take her to your house, as fast
as you can, and put her into your stove, she
will help to warm the room for you." So say-


ing, he slammed the door in her face, and
laughed very heartily.
Help to warm the room for you," she re-
peated with indignation. "Och indeed! but
I know better than that. How played my
childer will be to have this doll." She then
grasped her new-found treasure more tightly,
and tramped off as fast as she could.
Let us now return for a few moments to Ro-
salia. You remember I said that her screams
brought every body into her room; but great
was their astonishment when Rosalia, after
she had thrown the doll out of the window, sat
down as quietly as if nothing had happened,
and never gave any explanation, either of her
screams or actions. But all were glad that
Linna was gone 1
When the poor woman reached her home,
which was in a dark alley, her little ones be-
gan to complain loudly, some of cold, some of
hunger; but all murmurs were hushed when


she drew, from beneath her cloak, the beautiful,
though despised Linna.
The delight of these poor Irish children was
indeed great. Loud were their expressions of
wonder that any one should willingly have
parted with so lovely a creature, and for that
day, if never before, these little ones were
happy. But their happiness, like most of the
same kind, was not intended to last long.
Next morning the poor woman took the doll,
washed her face, and mended her dress, which
Mr. Nameless had somewhat torn, and told
her children that it would be much better for
them to sell the doll, and with the money buy
bread and a few coals to keep them from
starving. This caused a regular rebellion in
the little household, and had it not been that
they really wanted fire very badly, and bread
still more, they would never have consented
that such a treasure should ever go out of the


Bilptrr 14.

MR. BROWN, a wealthy baker in the neigh-
borhood had a little girl about the same age of
naughty Rosalia. Thither the poor woman
took the doll.
Mr. Brown asked her many questions re-
specting the doll, and how she came by it,
and if he had not known the woman to be
honest he would not have believed a word she
said, though she declared that both her bonnet
and her head could testify to the truth of her
As she only wanted two six penny loaves,
and two shillings in money for the doll, to ena-
ble her to buy a few coals, he did not like to be
hard on the poor woman, and he gave her the
two loaves, (stale ones I believe,) and the two


shillings, for which the woman was very grate.
ful, and so were her little children.
Mr. Brown now called his little girl, whose
name was Ellen, and presented her with this
large doll. The child had many play things;
but Linna soon became the favorite, for it was
the largest doll she ever had. Little Ellen was
a sweet tempered child, and every body loved
her. But with all her sweetness she had one
very serious fault. She was too fond of play.
When she went to school she could. not say
her lessons, for she had spent all her time
in playing, particularly since her father pre-
sented her with Linna. Her mother often
told her, if she continued playing in the
hours given her for study, she would take the
doll from her and give it to some other little
girl who knew better how to divide her time
between play and study.
Little Ellen however thought but little of
her mother's threat, and continued her play
as usual.


One morning she was walking up and down
the room with Linna in her arms, scolding her
for having a black face and a torn apron, when
she tripped on the carpet, and fell against the
hot stove. Her mother fortunately entered
the room at the moment, and saved her child
from a severe injury.
It was the doll's fault," she sobbed as soon
as she had recovered from her fright. "Her
long legs tripped me up."
"Had you been minding your book as I
wished you to do, this could not have hap-
pened," said her mother. I shall take care
it does not happen again; for this very day
shall you bid her good bye."
At hearing this Ellen cried still more.
But her mother wearied with the complaints
of the school-mistress, and hoping the lesson
might be of service to her child, kept her word.
Linna was sent as a present to the three little
girls of her sister, who lived at the other end
of the city.


(t!iuphr 1.

SWHEN Linna arrived at her new destination,
she was warmly welcomed by these children;
though you may be sure that she had lost some
of her beauty with the many ups and downs
she had gone through. Still she was the
largest doll in all London. Soon, however,
they began to quarrel over the poor doll.
Each little girl wanted to play with her, and
they could not all play together. Their poor
mother was in despair, and she wished the doll
far away. Every few minutes would one or
the other of them come running to her, insist-
ing that it was her turn now to have the doll,
and asked her mother to interpose in her


I am afraid, you will think Linna brought
trouble wherever she went, but surely it was
not her fault that so many spoiled and quar-
relsome children were in the world!
One day while they were all struggling to
get possession of the doll, all pulling her dif-
ferent ways, and not one of them half so gen-
erous as Mr. Nameless was, for none would
give in; the doll's joints gave way in three
places, and down came all three in no gentle
manner. It was really a very amusing sight
to see these three children on the ground at
full length holding the fragments of poor Linna
in their hands as if undecided whether to
fight it out with their hands or their feet.
When their mother entered, they picked
themselves up as if moved by clock-work, and
sat down as quiet as little mice.
"I am glad," said the mother, "that the
innocent cause of your quarrels is no more;
but to see my three children quarrel about a
doll, grieves me more than I can express. It


pains me much because it shows me how
naughty you are, and I also blame myself
for my foolish over indulgence, in allowing this
evil temper to go unpunished. Had I been
less indulgent your tempers would have e-
come subdued, and you would have learned
how to play together without getting into a
passion about nothing. I saw this very doll
in a store near the City Library last Christ-
mas. I admired it far more than any doll I
had ever seen; but I knew by experience, that
it would be the cause of disputes and quarrels
between you, if I had been tempted to buy it
for you as a Christmas gift. I am determined
not to buy you any more play things till you
have learned to behave better; nor do I wish
to go to the expense to have this doll mended.
I shall therefore send her to the store where
I first saw her, in hopes that the storekeeper
will have her minded, and that she may fall
into hands who can take better care of their
presents than you ?"


As soon as their mother had left off speak-
ing the three little girls ran to her, and ex-
pressed their regret for having caused her so
much grief. They promised to behave better
in future, and never to quarrel again if she
would forgive them this time. Their mother
kindly forgave them; nevertheless she kept
her word, and sent Linna to Mr. Peter Snaps,
as she had said, with a message, that he was
welcome to sell her to any one who would
take care of her.
Before many weeks were over, the little
girls were agreeably surprised, when their
mother handed to each of them a very hand-
some present on which the words, A present
for your good behavior," were written in very
beautiful letters, which they recognized to be
the handwriting of their dear and affectionate


020i1r 15.


WHEN the servant placed the fragments of
Linna on the counter, the face of Mr. Peter
Snaps sparkled with joy, and he listened very
attentively to the message, and to all she had
to say. He then took one of Noah's arks,
which he had in his window, and gave it to
the servant saying, "Take this home, and
give it to the children. They will find enough
in this ark, both of creeping and flying ani-
mals, to serve them all; and tell your mistress
that I shall do my best to have this doll
mended, and that none but those that will
take good care of her shall have her."
As soon as the servant had gone, Mr. Peter
Snaps sought for the bill with the large letters,
'" Terms cash," for the bill was still unpaid,,and.


as soon as he had found it he sat down, and
wrote the following letter:

"I hope you will excuse me for not having
attended to the payment of this bill before.
I here enclose you the amount of it together
with the interest from the time it was due.
Ialso forward to you at the same time
the fragments of the very same doll you
made for me, in hopes that you will be able
to restore her to her former beauty. I shall
not mind paying a price for having her re-
stored equal to her original cost.
"Please do your best,
"and I shall always remain
"yours, much obliged,
"N. B. Excuse this hasty note. I have
been very ill, and only left my bed three
days ago, or I should have called myself;
but I hope to do so ere long."


When the artist received this note, and the
money, he hardly knew what to make of it.
"How is it possible," said he, "for croaking
Mr. Peter Snaps to write such a polite note,
and come out so handsomely with the money,
after I had called so often in vain! and what
can he want with this old doll?"
In the course of a few days the doll was re-
stored, and sent to Mr. Peter Snaps. The ar-
tist had forgotten to write "Terms Cash" on
his bill this time. Mr. Peter Snaps called the
next day, and paid the money without grum-
bling or growling. But so changed was he,
and his voice so different from what it once
was, that the artist had to look twice before he
could recognize the once cross and surfaced
Mr. Peter Snaps.


fI Aptfr 16.


IT is now high time that we should return
and see what has become of Justina.
You remember how ill she was when she
left Mr. Peter Snaps. The easy motion of the
carriage soon lulled her into a sound sleep.
On their way home the carriage stopped
at the house of a dressmaker, where Mrs.
Lee gave orders for a plain but suitable dress
for the little orphan to be sent home early
next day if possible.
After a few more delays they drove home,
where a comfortable room, and a cheerful fire
greeted their arrival.
Though Justina had been accustomed to
nice rooms when her parents were living,
nevertheless she was now almost afraid to sit


down. Little did she dream that this would
be her future home.
As Justina still seemed ill and weak, Mrs.
Lee thought it best that she should go to bed
for a few hours and have a rest till tea time.
Justina did as she was bid. But her slumbers
were far from being peaceful. She was dis-
turbed by a frightful dream. She thought Mr.
Peter Snaps had come into the room with a
whip in his hand. As he stretched forth his
hands to seize her, she screamed, "Mother I
mother I"
Her screams brought Mrs. Lee to her bed,
and when the child awoke, her eyes rested on
the kind face which bent over her, and not on
the surly countenance of her former tor.
Oh!" said she, "I had a frightful dream
-I thought Mr. Peter Snaps had come to take
me back by force, and then I thought my
mother was living, and that she came into the
room, and I called her to save me," and she



burst into tears as she looked up at the kind
face of her benefactress.
"Do not cry," said Mrs. Lee, kindly. "If
you are a good girl, you shall remain here with
me, and I trust that you will never know such
bitter days again. But you must get up now,
for tea will be ready soon. I hope you have
brought a good appetite with you." To say
the truth, the child had eaten nothing since
breakfast, for Mr. Peter Snaps had put the
key into his pocket when he went out in the
morning, and you know what happened as soon
as he returned. When they came down stairs,
tea was on the table. It was a long time since
Justina had partaken a cup of good tea, and
she enjoyed it much.
Mrs. Lee asked her a few questions as they
sat at the table, respecting her parents, and
the child told her every thing she could re-
member. But Mrs. Lee had too much good
sense to forget that Justina was still unwell;
she sent her early to bed, and told her to look


on her in future, as her mother, and endeavor
to forget that there was such a man as Mr.
Peter Snaps. She then kissed the child, and
sent her to bed.

Cinpttr IT.

ON the following morning, when Justina
arose, she was agreeably surprised to find that
her old dress had been removed and replaced
by a new one.
She then washed herself in the pure cold
water which was in her bed-room, a thing
which she never missed, even when in Great
William Street.
From what I have said before, you all know
that Justina was an interesting child; but I
am sure no one could have seen her now as


she entered the breakfast-room, with her clean
bright face and her new dress, without having
said that she was really very pretty, at least
Mrs. Lee thought so.
Come here, my child," said Mrs. Lee, with
the fondness of a mother, "tell me how you
slept last night, and let me see how your new
dress fits r'
Mrs. Lee took one look at the dress and two
at the child. She then pressed a kiss on her
sweet face, which Justina returned with the
love of a dutiful child.
At the breakfast table, Mrs. Lee asked Jus-
tina if she had noticed the paper which was
fastened to her new dress.
"Yes," said the child, and her face bright-
ened up even more than before. "I have it
here, and I have read the writing on it so
often, that I have it by heart, I think."
It would give me great pleasure to hear
you repeat it," said Mrs. Lee.


The child arose and repeated the following
verse with a clear and distinct voice:-

He sendeth sun, he sendeth showers,
And both are needful for the flower;
Thus joy and grief alike are sent
To give the soul it nourishment.
As comes to me, or cloud, or sun;
Father! Thy will not mine be done I"

"You have indeed learned to repeat this
most beautiful verse by heart," said her bene-
factress, in a very solemn voice. "May the
Father of all mankind, grant that you may
also feel it in your heart, and may you never
forget that it is He who sends us our joys
as well as sorrows."
After a few other remarks, Mrs. Lee asked
the child if it was Mr. Peter Snaps who taught
her to read so distinctly ?
"No," answered the little girl. "He would
never allow me to read. It was not good for
poor people's children to be able to read, he
said, and they ought never to learn it he


thought, for it makes them to be bad and un-
ruly servants, and spoils them. It was my
dear mother who taught me to read and to
sew. My mother said that children must
learn to work, and always be employed
with something useful, or they could never be
happy. My mother and I used to be so
happy!" and at these recollections, tears filled
her eyes.
"Do not weep, my child," said Mrs.
Lee, as she kissed her. "The Lord knows
what is good for us. Had your mother not
taught you to sew as well as to read, Mr.
Peter Snaps would have had no use for you,
and if he had not treated you so ill, I should
perhaps never have noticed you.
"I shall, for the present, attend myself to
your studies till the days get longer, and then
you shall go to a school where you will be
with children of your own age, whose acquain-
tance you may stand in need of in after life,
when I am no more. I also agree with your


mother, that unless children are employed
with something useful, they can never be
On the following day Mrs. Lee had a
seamstress in the house to make some new
clothes for the child; for she brought nothing
with her when she left Mr. Peter Snaps. Jus-
tina's skill in sewing now came into very good
use. After she had said her lessons, she as-
sisted the woman in making the dresses which
were intended for herself, to the great satisfac-
tion of her benefactress. Thus Justina while
she dressed dolls and puppets had improved
her sewing which her mother had taught her,
and now she was almost able to make dresses
for herself, and thus the time she spent with
Mr. Peter Snaps was not entirely lost.
Mrs. Lee often invited the children of the
neighborhood to come to her house, and
spend the afternoon with Justina, for she
knew how useful and necessary it is for
children to enjoy the society of others, who


are young and lively like themselves, in
order to prevent them from becoming prema-
turely grave; a disposition to which Justina
was already too much inclined. No doubt the
opium war in China,* and the little damp room
in Great William Street had something to do
with her sadness.
But Mrs. Lee never suffered any naughty
children to come to Justina's parties. Little
Rosalia, who lived next door to Mrs. Lee, was
never invited; for Mrs. Lee knew very well
what a rude and ill-behaved child Rosalia was,
and she did not wish that her young charge
should ever become acquainted with those
who were idle and disobedient. Evil com-
munications corrupt good manners," she would
often say.
When the children were all assembled Mrs.
Lee would come in, and join them in their di-
versions; and those who could recite to her a

I should recommend my little readers to make themselves
acquainted with the facts connected with this war.


a nice piece of poetry or show her any needle
work of their own doing, she would reward
with some nice present before they went home.
In this way she encouraged the children to be
industrious and studious.
Thus the Winter passed. A joyful one it
was for the little orphan.
When the Summer drew near, Mrs. Lee
began to make preparation for going into
Warwickshire, where her country residence
was, and where she always spent the Summer.
Justina was glad in heart to be able to
leave London, for she still had some secret
dread that Mr. Peter Snaps would come some
day, and take her back.
Little did she know, poor child, what good
things there were in store for her.


(Cpttr 18.


SN the twelfth of May, at half-past
Seven o'clock, A. M., Mrs. Lee's
Carriage stood at her door, to take
her and her young charge to the
Euston station, for she wished to go by the
eight o'clock train, to her country seat in War-
Happy Mrs. Lee to be able to go into the
country when every thing is in blossom, and
a thousand new charms welcomed the eye in
every direction.
There are many persons in London, who
have never seen how beautiful the country is
in May, and know nothing of Spring except


that the days have become longer and the
nights shorter, that the pavements are hot,
and the streets dusty, and that the markets
are supplied with vegetables brought from the.
distant country the day before yesterday.
Happy Mrs. Lee! still happier Justina I to
have her young mind refreshed and strength-
ened, and her body invigorated by the pure
country air.
This was the first time that Justina had
ever seen a railroad or steam engine, and nu-
merous were her inquiries as to where so
many people could be going, and whether
there would be enough horses to draw all these
heavy carriages.
Soon the puffing of the locomotive caught
her attention. "What dreadful noise is
that," she exclaimed.
Mrs. Lee's maxim was to teach children to
think for themselves, and, therefore, she al-
ways endeavored to answer their questions in
as plain language as possible.


This noise, my child," she said, "is caused
by the steam from a large boiler connected
with the engine. This steam, whilst striving
to escape from its confinement, sets the wheels
in motion, and thus the cars are propelled
at the rate of twenty miles per hour, and
sometimes even much faster. The man who
has the charge of the engine is called the en-
gineer. Great care is required on his part, for
should there be too little water, or too much
steam in the boiler, it would burst, and great
damage and loss of life would be the conse-
quence of his neglect. Therefore, to none but
sober men is the care of the engine ever en-
Justina thought this all very strange; her
young mind however was too full just now
to allow her to ponder long on a dry subject
like this.
Soon she asked eagerly about other matters
she saw, and which were new and interesting
to her.


The bell rang, and all took their seats. A
thick fog covered the whole country through
which they passed, and little could be seen of
the fields.
The motion of the cars, and the noise they
made as they whirled swiftly over the ground,
did not please our young traveller much, but
she sat still and said nothing; except once
she exclaimed, "See how the trees dance."

(fnAttr 19.


As some of you, my young readers, may
feel interested in hearing how the railroad cars
are constructed in England, I will tell you.
They are divided into three distinct classes.
The first class cars are intended for the
wealthy. The interior of these cars is very


much like that of a private carriage, in com-
fort and elegance, and also in size, being only
large enough to accommodate six or eight per-
sons in each compartment. The second class
cars are large enough to accommodate a great
number of passengers in each. They are in-
tended for the middling classes of the travel-
ling community, and the fare is much lower
than in those of the first class. Travelling in
the third class is still cheaper. They are in-
tended for the poor people, and are very com-
fortless sort of cages.
I fear that these cages, from their bad con-
struction, often assist in filling the hospitals
and infirmaries with invalids. Oh! what a
utilitarian age is this.
Of course, Mrs. Lee and Juetina occupied
one of the first class cars. Three gentlemen
sat in the seats opposite to them. Two were
tall, and appeared to be brothers; the other
was short, but very fat; his ruddy face was
.round as the full moon, and his little twink-


ling grey eyes were almost hidden by his
shaggy brows.
The two tall gentlemen had put on their
travelling caps, and leaning back with closed
eyes seemed inclined to take a nap. But not
so the little fat man. He was a regular fidget.
His feet were in continual motion to the great
annoyance of our young traveller, who sat op-
posite to him.
It appeared that he, like Justina, had never
travelled in a railroad car before, and was
in constant fear that some accident might
Every five minutes he drew out his heavy
gold watch to see the time of day, and then
would consult his new railway guide to ascer-
tain where they were and how many miles
they had come.
Once he tried to open the window, but his
efforts were unsuccessful.
"What a fog !" he exclaimed at last. What


would become of us if another engine were to
run into us!" and then he sighed very deeply.
At this remark, one of the tall gentlemen
opened his eyes.
"Do you think, sir, there is any danger?"
asked the little fat man.
"I trust not," replied his neighbor, try-
ing to look serious.
"How wrong it was for me to venture in a
railway car on a foggy day like this! I hear-
tily wish I was safe at home."
At this the third gentleman opened his
eyes, and laughed very heartily.
"It is too bad," said the little fat man,
"to laugh in a railway car; it shows great reck-
lessness and indifference of life to laugh in a
railroad car! Your friend cannot have much
to care for in this world, or he would not laugh
when travelling by railroad in such a fog as
this," continued the little man.
May be he has-may be he has not," said
his neighbor; "but supposing he has, do you


not think there is an overruling Providence?"
"Coventry station !" shouted the guard.
"Coventry! Coventry 1" repeated the short,
fat gentleman, very much alarmed; "then I
have come nearly twenty-two miles too far."
He picked uphis new railway guide, andjumped
off the car much faster than he had come in.
No one could avoid laughing at his misfortune.
This was as far as Mrs. Lee had to travel
by railroad, and she was now within six miles
of her country seat. A carriage was awaiting
her arrival to take her the remainder of her
journey. The luggage was soon secured, and
Mrs. Lee and her young charge were again
safely seated. The coachman took his place,
seized the reins, cracked his whip, and they
were off.
The fog had now disappeared, the sun was
shining brightly, as they rolled along the turn-
pike road.
The country lay spread out before them like
a green carpet. On their way they passed two


fine orchards. The trees were all in blossom,
and Justina thought she had never before seen
any thing so beautiful.
The carriage now left the turnpike, and
drove through a pair of iron gates to a large
and cheerful-looking building. The clock
struck one, and their journey was finished.
The old house-keeper, Mrs. Jones, and two
other servants, were at the door ready to re-
ceive them. At the sight of Justina, Mrs.
Jones made a long face, for she did not like
children. When she first heard of Justina,
she grumbled much. "Nothing clean-nothing
decent any longer, with other people's child-
ren running about the house," she growled.
But Justina soon drove away the cloud
from her face. She ran up to the old woman,
took hold of her hand, and pressed it so
warmly, and looked up so smilingly into her
wrinkled face, that Mrs. Jones found it im-
possible to look cross any longer.
"God bless the child," she exclaimed, after


she had taken a long look at Justina's pretty
A dear little creature after all." And in
a friendly manner she led her into the best
Both Mrs. Lee and Justina were glad to
hear the dinner-bell, for they were hungry, and
fatigued from their long ride. It was the
longest that the little girl ever had.

0B4phtr 20.


As the afternoon was fine, Mrs. Lee pro.
posed a walk in the garden, to which Justina
consented with delight.
At the garden gate, Pritchard, the old gar-
dener, met them. He welcomed Mrs. Lee and
her companion most heartily. After several in


quiries and replies on both sides, he took them
to the green-house, where he showed them his
new plants, and talked of his improvements;
for he was as proud of his garden as Mrs. Lee
was fond of flowers, and it would be hard to
say from which of these two,Flora (the heathen
goddess of flowers,) received the most homage.
Justina, not understanding much of their con-
versation on botany, began to examine every
thing for herself.
"What do you think of the young pupil I
have brought you all the way from London?"
said Mrs. Lee to the gardener. If you do not
object, I should like her to have a small piece
of ground for her own use, that she might
have a chance to cultivate her own flowers, as
she is very fond of them."
"Well," said the old man, "if Miss will
come here to-morrow morning by six o'clock,
she may have her first lesson; but she must re-
member it is the early bird which catches the


Justina was delighted, and promised. to be
very punctual to the appointment. After an-
other walk through the garden, they returned
to the house. Mrs. Lee assisted the servants
in unpacking her trunks and boxes, leaving
Justina to seek her own amusement. Thus
left to herself, she began to examine every
thing about the house; but the old house-
keeper's fears were quite unfounded, for Jus-
tina only used one of her five senses, namely,
that of sight, in satisfying her curiosity; she
neither removed nor soiled any thing she
Soon after tea, Mrs. Lee thought best to
send her young charge to bed, knowing that
she must be wearied; but before retiring her-
self, she had a long conversation with old Mrs.
Jones respecting Justina. "It is my wish,
dear Mrs. Jones," said she, "to bring up this
child as my own; and you will oblige me
much if you will take the trouble to make al
my servantgwho'are in the house understand
V, I


this, and request them to treat her accordingly,
but I leave it all to your good judgment."
The old house-keeper was much pleased
with the confidence her mistress had placed
in her.
No harm shall come to the child, ma'am,"
said Mrs. Jones. She is a dear little creature
after all."
The clock struck ten, and all retired for the
night. And now that every thing is still, I
shall take the liberty of making my little
readers acquainted with the house and its
Mrs. Lee's country seat, which was called
"Grove House," was situated on the banks of
the river Avon, not far from the place where
the immortal Shakspeare was born, and only a
few miles from the village of Kenilworth.
You have all doubtless heard of the famous
castle of Kenilworth. It was a place of great
importance during the reign of Queen Eliza-
beth. It was then the seat of her favorite, the


great Earl of Leicester. This noble castle is
now a ruin; but is much visited by strangers
on account of its historical associations.
In this romantic neighborhood Grove House
was situated. It was a granite building of
modern date. It had nothing about it to re-
mind one of by-gone days. The whole was
cheerful and convenient.
Justina went to bed without fearing that
any of the ghosts and hobgoblins, which so
often visit the neighboring castles, as some ig-
norant people believe, would, by mistake, pay
her a visit also. She did not even dream about
them. Once she fancied she heard, not a
ghost, but the shrill whistle of a railroad en-
gine; and it is not improbable that she did,
for Grove House was, as we have before stated,
only six miles from Coventry station.
It was a beautiful moonlight night, but the
moon shone without receiving any admiration *
from the little orphan, for she was fatigued
with her journey, and slept soundly.



Ifnptrr 21.

THE moon vanished and the bright morning
sun succeeded her.
No alarm was required to awake our young
friend for her early engagement with the gar-
dener. Her window opened to the south, and
the rays of the sun soon awoke her. On hear-
ing the first notes of the lark, Justina arose,
opened her window and breathed the pure, frag-
rant air of a May morning in Warwickshire.
The whole country appeared as one garden.
The hills, meadows, and valleys were covered
with thousands of flowers. Buttercups, dai-
sies, primroses, cowslips, harebells, daffodils,
violets, pileworts, anemonies, mousear, hawks-
weed, and numberless other flowers loaded the
air with their sweets, whilst thousands of gay-


plumaged birds filled it with their melody. The
lark, the black-cap, the thrush, the blackbird,
and the redstart, were uniting in their morn-
ing song of praise and rejoicing. The win-
dows and spires of the neighboring houses and
churches were glittering in the morning sun.
Cattle were lowing, sheep and lambs were
skipping, sporting, and bleating gladly. The
little bees were humming amongst the num-
berless blossoms. Milkmaids were singing,
and ploughboys whistling merrily; and to
complete the scene and crown the whole, the
pearly dew-drops were glittering like diamonds
from every shrub and flower.
Justina's feelings, as she stood at the open
window and meditated on the scene before her,
can be better imagined than described.
Mrs. Lee was also an early riser. She did
not come into the country to sleep away the
lovely morning hours. As she passed Justina's
door, she opened it gently, and great was her


surprise to find the child already at the win-
dow, lost in thought, and tears in her eyes..
She walked up to her, and pressed a morning
kiss upon her forehead, and then inquired the
cause of her tears.
"I was thinking of Mr. Peter Snaps," re-
plied the child, and wondering why the people
remain in London instead of coming here to
see the beautiful country."
"God made the country and man made the
town," said her kind benefactress, solemnly.
" Many men prefer their own ways before the
ways of God, and set more value on their own
works than on those of their Creator. But I
must not detain you now, or you will be too
late for your six o'clock engagement."
Mrs. Lee now assisted Justina in putting on
her large garden bonnet, and in a very few
minutes, with light and joyous steps she left
the house, with a spade in'one hand and a
rake in the other to take her first lesson in


Cj.pttr 2.


IN the meantime let me make you ac-
quainted with the gardener. His name was
He was a man of about sixty years of age,
though by his looks you would not have taken
him for more than fifty-five. In his younger
days, he had been a schoolmaster in the vil-
lage of Kenilworth, but he was obliged to re
linquish that profession on account of his eyes,
which from much reading had become ex-
tremely weak, and at times very painful.
Gardening had always been his favorite pur-
suit, and all his leisure hours were spent in
the little garden adjoining his school house,
surrounded by his pupils; and he treated his
flowers much in the same manner as he treated
the children in the school.


"Was not Solomon, the wisest man that
ever lived, a botanist as well as a king ?" he
would often say as an apology for spending so
much time in the garden, and was not Para-
dise a garden ?" No city could ever be called
a paradise in his opinion.
Just at the time when his impaired sight
compelled him to relinquish his school, Mrs.
Lee advertised for a gardener, and he was
tempted to apply for the situation; not so
much for the sake of pecuniary gain, as from
his love of gardening, and to acquire a better
means of gratifying his thirst for botanical
Mrs. Lee gladly accepted his offer, and in a
short time he was established in his new
As Mrs. Lee did not restrict him in any ex-
pense he might incur to beautify her garden,
(and as she was very wealthy, we shall not
blame her for it,) the old man stocked her
garden with the choicest plants that he could

procure, and soon it became the admiration of
the whole neighborhood. He began his work
with the rising sun, nor did he seem to be fa-
tigued when evening came, and called him to
the house, where he read botanical books till a
late hour in the night. Never did a mother
take greater care of her children than he be-
stowed on his favorite flowers, and he talked
about them in the same manner as teachers
talk, when speaking on education.



"I AM glad to see you so punctual, Miss,"
said the gardener to Justina after he' had re-
turned her 'good morning.' There is nothing
like punctuality in all things. No one ever
became great who neglected this virtue. I

am also very glad to see you so well prepared
with implements, there is no gardening with-
out digging and raking, and here is the piece
of ground which I have selected for your gar-
den. See how beautifully the morning sun
shines on it." All this the old man said so
good naturedly, that many of my young read-
ers, had they been there, would have supposed
that he had heard something of the conversa-
tion which had passed between Mrs. Lee and
the housekeeper on the previous evening.
But such was not the case. There was no need
for any one to tell him to treat Justina kind-
ly. He was not like Mrs. Jones. There was
no society he liked better than that of well-
behaved children.
When he passed through the village he was
sure to stop and talk to the little children he
met, and they all listened with delight to what
the old man had to tell them; for he was a
very good man.
"But do you not think that a piece of


ground near those large shady trees would
have been much better," said the little gar-
dener, as she pulled her large bonnet more
over her face to shield her from the rays of the
No, my child, it would not do better nor
yet nearly so well," said the old man. "Flow-
ers require the morning sun to kiss the pearly
dew drops from their leaves as much as chil-
dren need the tender love of a mother. All
flowers require the cheerful influence of the
sun, some more, some less, but no substitute
has yet been discovered for that glorious orb.
No plant will look healthy where the sun is
entirely excluded from it, which would be the
case near those large trees. The first duty of
a gardener is to select a piece of ground best
suited to the particular plants he wishes to
cultivate. Some plants require a light and
dry soil, others grow best where the soil is
moist, and not too much exposed to the rays
of the sun. But remember that the best soil


will avail but little if the air around your gar-
den is not pure. Pure air is to flowers, what
home influence is to children. The best of
schools can do but little for children unless they
see good and virtuous examples at home. We
must now begin to prepare the ground for our
seed, which is done by digging. Nothing will
grow without this preparation."
Both took their spades and began to dig in
earnest; but the little girl, although provided
with a very light spade, soon found it too hard
for her soft hands. She put down her spade
and looked at her hands.
Why do you not use a plough as the peo-
ple do to prepare their fields ? it would be so
much easier than digging with a spade," re-
marked the young gardener.
"A plough, my child," said the old man,
"is very good for a field intended for corn or
potatoes, but it would be entirely out of place
in a flower garden, just as much as your little
spade would be in digging a large field.

There is almost as much difference between
digging the ground and cutting it up with
a plough, as there is between reading a book
carefully and attentively so as to remember
every page you have read, and rolling your
eyes heedlessly over it without their having
the least communication with the brain.
Careless reading will only leave a dreamy re-
collection of what has been read, and little or
no profit can be expected. The same compar-
ison might be made between different teachers.
Some children may require their teachers to be
rough like ploughs, but to good and well be-
haved children, a teacher, like the gentler spade
would be more beneficial. But nothing will
grow without some implements to loosen the
soil. Now we have dug enough for to-day,
and we must divide your garden properly into
paths and beds that you may be able to walk
in the midst of your flowers without injuring
them. Such division every school teacher
will find needful. There must be order in all

things, for confusion will much retard the pro-
gress of his pupils, nor indeed can any great
thing ever be achieved where order is wanting.
Time should always be divided properly, both
for play and study; 'Order is heaven's first
law,' my child. Now it is necessary to know
what seed one ought to sow in the month of
May. The proverb, There is a time for all
things,' is as applicable to sowing seed as it is
to human life, and though there is always some-
thing to be done in a garden through the whole
year, yet you must know that early in the Spring
or in the Autumn is the best time for sowing
seed. May, however, is a good month for
sowing annuals for succession; such as nas-
turtions, lavatera, lupines, flos adonis, &c. To
ascertain the quality of seed is another great
and important matter, which must not be for-
gotten. If you do not raise your own seed be
careful of whom you purchase. There are
some who for a trifling gain would sell to the
young and unsuspecting customer the refuse

of several years stock, regardless of the great
disappointment they will cause by so doing.
Good seed may be known by its weight. I
shall throw some of those which I have into a
tumbler filled with water. You will see the
useless seed swimming about in all directions.
These would produce nothing if put in the
earth. But those which you see resting firm
under the water are the good seed, and the
ones which will reward you for your trouble.
The same precautions I should recommend to
parents when they buy books for their little
ones. Before putting them in their children's
hands, they should examine them if they do
not wish toreap disappointment when the time
of harvest comes. There is another thing we
should not forget to consider well, that is the
size of the garden itself. If you have a large
garden you may have each plot of ground de-
voted to one variety of flowers. But should
your garden be small you must fill your plots
and every border with such seed as will yield


a succession of gay and lively flowers through
the whole Summer, and with a little patience
and attention you will soon be able to give to
each particular plant such soil as you find to
be most favorable to its growth. But never
place sunflowers, hollyhocks, and other plants
which have large roots in the midst of your
beds, for these large roots would draw too
much nourishment from the soil, and impov-
erish the ground, thus causing the smaller
plants to suffer. They should be placed by
themselves near a wall where they may serve to
shelter the tender plants from the north wind.
Now let us take the well selected seeds, and
put them in the ground, in hopes that they
will some day rise from their graves bright
and beautiful. But even now we must pause
again, for some seeds require to be put in deep
under the ground, whilst others must only be
raked over. But all require to be covered up,
otherwise the wind would blow them away or
the sun would dry them up, and they would


die without taking root. And now permit me
to recommend the same precaution to you in
your lessons. AH studies may not require the
same application, the same depth of thought.
Some require the eye, some the ear, some the
memory, but there must be no lack of careful
attention, else the wind will carry them all
The breakfast bell now rang. Justina
thanked the old man for his kindness; prom-
ised to be punctual next morning if the
weather should permit, and then returned to
the house.
At the breakfast table Justina repeated all
the old man had said with great accuracy, to
which Mrs. Lee listened with strict attention.
For she thought that many of his remarks
might serve to guide her in the education of
her young charge; and however singular the
gardener's sayings may appear they are never-
theless, well worthy the attention of all those
who have the care of children.


When breakfast was over Justina began to
prepare her lesson. For this was the time
which Mrs. Lee had appropriated to the men-
tal education of the little girl, and after the
lessons were over they generally went out for
a walk. This morning Mrs. Lee directed her
steps amongst the poor.

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MRS. LE had several pensioners, both in
London and in the neighborhood of Grove
House; that is to say, she gave small weekly
allowances to several old people, particularly
to those who had worked for her in their
younger days before they became old and
Right glad were these poor people when

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the time came which brought their benefac-
tress into the country.
They all looked on her more as an old
friend than a "fine lady;" an empty title so
often given by the poor to rich and gayly
dressed people.
Mrs. Lee had no ambition to have such a title.
It is not what people call us, that consti-
tutes our greatness, or can make us happy,"
she would often say; "but what we really
are, may make usgreat and happy, or despised
and miserable."
When they had reached the hamlet, our
young gardener was much pleased to see that
every cottage had its little garden, and she
examined minutely all the flowers they con-
tained, whilst Mrs. Lee talked to the inmates.
There was only one garden which she found
out of order, and overrun with weeds, so that
the flowers could hardly be seen. This
grieved the little gardener much; particular-
ly when she saw that the inmate of the cot-

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