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 Front Cover
 Frontispiece
 Title Page
 Our family pets
 How mischief took the rosebud
 Bose and Sam
 Bose and the puppy
 Be a man
 Our baby year
 Little May's jewels
 Back Cover






Group Title: Our family pets and farm friends : sweet stories and pretty scenes.
Title: Our family pets and farm friends
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 Material Information
Title: Our family pets and farm friends sweet stories and pretty scenes
Series Title: The Boy's best book
Physical Description: 1 v. (unpaged) : col. ill. ; 26 cm.
Language: English
Creator: W.B. Conkey Company ( Publisher )
Publisher: W.B. Conkey Company
Place of Publication: Chicago
Publication Date: c1897
 Subjects
Subject: Animals -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Pets -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1897   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1897   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1897
Genre: Children's stories
Children's poetry
Spatial Coverage: United States -- Illinois -- Chicago
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General Note: Text and illustrations printed in green.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00086481
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
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Resource Identifier: aleph - 002224412
notis - ALG4676
oclc - 244483357

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Frontispiece
        Page 3
    Title Page
        Page 4
    Our family pets
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
    How mischief took the rosebud
        Page 35
    Bose and Sam
        Page 36
        Page 37
    Bose and the puppy
        Page 38
        Page 39
    Be a man
        Page 40
    Our baby year
        Page 41
    Little May's jewels
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
    Back Cover
        Page 45
        Page 46
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SWEET STORIES AND PRETTY SCENES

Copyright, 1897, by W. B. Conkey Company

CHICAGO v NEW YORK
W. B. CONKIY COMPANY
Publishers







-OUR FAMILY PETS-
Come, Clara and Willie and
John and Annie,
With Lucy and Flora and Frank
and Dannie;
Come, little friends, all, from
Ada to Teddy,
Let me show you the pictures
when you are ready.
There are pets of all sizes, from
ponies to rats;
There are donkeys and dogs;
there are rabbits and cats.
Now this is the first of them.
Here we see Dora
SWith her kitten and two little
calves, Ned and Nora.
That's Nora who's helping
herself to a drink,
While Neddie looks rather
displeased, I think.













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Over here are two dear little
pet donkeys with their saddles
on, waiting, I think, for their
masters to come and take a
ride. The poodle will go with
them, of course, he always
does; but some one must tie
up the ribbon on his neck or it
will get soiled. Dora can do
that very nicely; and she will,
I know, if the boys ask her.
The donkey nearest us is named






Fred. See him look at Skip, the
poodle. The other donkey is
Dick.


Here are three little
all in a row;
There never were
kitties, I know.


kittens

prettier


Now, what do you think of
this? Mr. Fox has his eye on
the chickens. See him looking
at them through the key-hole?
The chicks have all gone to bed,
and are dreaming, perhaps, of
the nice fat worms they will
have for breakfast, while Rey-
nard the fox has his mouth all
ready for a good fat chicken.













Ah, here is a rabbit!


Good-day


to you, Bunny;
You chew so fast that you
look funny.


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I wonder where the little girl
is going with her hen and
chickens. Perhaps they got
into the garden, and mamma
said they mustn't stay there,
because Mrs. Hen would scratch
up the young plants to find
worms for her chicks.
Here is Dora again, with her
kitten and doll. And what is
that funny little animal on the
bridge? It's a goat, to be sure;
and Dora is just a bit afraid of
him, for he is rather naughty


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times. I really don't know
he will let her pass now.
how he has planted his
upon the plank and how
stiff he holds his head. I
Perhaps she'd better go
and give him a chance to






cross first if he wants to-she
wouldn't like to be pushed into
the water, you know. But he
isn't very bad; he won't hurt
her if she gets out of his way.
Two kittens and a muff-
Did you ever see such fun?
When the muff rolls over,
-Won't they jump and run?
Frisky little cats are they;
You would laugh to see them
play.
















Now here are some
nut-crackers. Their sharp
teeth can break through
shells pretty quick, and
the pieces go scattering d
on the ground and the squi
have a dainty dish ready.


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little
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then
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Fhey


atre handsome little creatures,
with their graceful forms and
their bushy tails, but they are


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Here's pretty Daisy,
Her calf by her side;
No wonder she looks
On her baby with pride.
She'll take good care of it,
And watch it and love it.












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I think a donkey is a cunning
little animal, don't you? This
one's name is Pranky, because
he is so full of pranks, you
know. The little girls teach
him all sorts of tricks, and he
likes the fun as well as they do.
This is a mamma goat with
her two babies, which we call
kids. Did you ever taste goat's
milk? Some people like it very
much; so, you see, the goat is
a useful animal.















Oh, the dear little Shetland
pony and her colt! Are they
not cunning? The .colt wants
to run and play; you see he is
trying to coax his mamma into
a race? PerlTaps he thinks he
could win.


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Five little white rats playing
together;
They've a good house to live in,
so they don't mind the
weather.

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Well, Mr. Piggy, what's the
matter with you? You look
very sober. Are you thinking
of writing a letter? Where did
you vet those sheets of paper,
and what are you going to write






with?
where
getting
rather
the hc
clean,
nicely


I don't see a pencil any-
. I'm afraid you've been
into mischief. It's a
queer place for a pig in
iuse, but you look very
and I see your tail is
curled.






Here's little Ted
On his donkey,
Ned.
Now that is a
lively race
And here is wee
doggie,
Who looks like a
froggie,
And back of the chair
stands Grace.






Rover, take care, or you'll get
yourself into trouble. That's
the chickies' breakfast, and
Mamma Biddy says you must
let it alone. She says you are
frightening her babies, and if
you don't go away she will pick
you if only she can reach you.
Good Rover, you don't know
what to make of that, do you?
You wouldn't hurt the chicks
for anything, but the hen doesn't
know that.






Did you see the peacock? He
is a very proud bird, with his
fine feathers and big tail. He is
very pretty, and we can not
blame him for being so vain. In
the barnyard, it looks very
peaceful; the cows are chewing
their cud and the horses are
resting, while the pigs are wish-
ing they had something to eat-
they are always hungry, you
know. The ducks and the
chickens can find plenty to do
if they are not too sleepy. Down
in this lower cor-
ner is another bird
with fine feathers;
but a turkey can't
expect to look as.
pretty as a pea-
cock, can he?






Geese and goslings and calves
and cat-
Now I wonder what is the
meaning of that.
The calves and the kittens per-
haps could keep peace,
But I very much fear there'd be
war with the geese.
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Master John looks very fine
indeed on his new horse, doesn't
he? He sits up straight, you



see, like a major, and isn't in
the least afraid. Fleet, the colt,






is kind and gentle, and he
makes a good saddle horse.
He's a little beauty, too, isn't he?
John rides him every day, and
takes all the care of him. They
are the best of friends, for John
is very kind to his pet, and
horses always love those who
are kind to them
and care for
them.









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The hen, you see, doesn't know
what to think of those queer
little fellows in the water. She
is very much excited, and fears
that her -chickens might be
coaxed to try and take a swim.
That saucy duckling who is
making such a fuss must be
quarrelsome; and do you see
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one right in front? The grown






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and that
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who is
o show


Here is Clara, you see, with her
ponies so cunning;
As soon as she calls to them, up
they come running.
The poodle thinks he is left out
in the cold,
For he never would learn to eat
apples, I'm told.





See the sheep over here and
the birds over there!
We have pets on the ground
and we've pets in the air.








What do you think of the
little guinea pigs? They are as
shy as rabbits, and such tender
little things, too; we must be
careful not to hurt them. And
we mustn't let them get into
the garden, you know, for they
would eat the young plants.
would eat-the young plants.













Where are you going
little pig?
And what, I pray, is the
Has your mamma left
by yourself,
That you make such
great clatter?


so fast,

matter?
you all

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Now, where did this little
fellow come from? The one
who is sitting all alone, with
the other little pigs and their
mamma looking at him. He
surely doesn't belong to their
family; perhaps he's the one
we've just been talking about.
Anyway, I think he isn't wanted
here. Mamma Pig says he
might quarrel with her children,
and that she could never have.
I'm afraid he is lost, he looks so
sad; but I think he'll be able to
get back home.

Cheer up, little pig, and don't
you cry;
You can find your mamma, I
B guess, if you try.






Clara is having a Fourth of
July party, and isn't it merry?
See the flag and the drum and
the horn-you'd hear the music
if ypu were near enough. Isn't
it just the dearest place in the
we1ld for a party, with the
woods and the green grass and
the.rocks and the flowers?
Baby thinks so, you can tell;
and the goat is quite willing
to draw him.

They are all as happy as happy
can be-
And this is the end of the book,
you see.


























HOW MISCHIEF TOOK THE ROSEBUD.
ONE little rose had Mamma Fay,
Deep in the window growing,
And on its slender, drooping stem
A pink-white bud was showing.
Now little, darling Mischief Fay,
The pink-white bud espying,
Crept softly to the window-seat,
And quick on tiptoe standing,








SOSE AN"D 0AM


Nipped off the bud, then ran away,
And when his mamma, crying,
"0 naughty, naughty Mischief Fay I
So bad, so disobeying !"

He only laughed, and lisping said,
Careless of what he'd done,
Why, mamma, here 'th the little bud,
Take it, and thew it on."
ELIZABETH A. DAVIU


BOSE AND SAM.
You knew Bose, who lived at Squire Horton's
on the hill? He was a large, gray, shaggy dog,











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Sam was a small yellow terrier, and his home was
in the village.







BOSE AND SAM.


One day Bose was near Sam's house, when he
all at once grew sick. He lay down and cried,
and the big tears ran down his cheeks.
Little Sam came up, and I think he asked Bose
how he felt, for soon Bose rose- up and tried to
walk home. Sam ran by his side, and now and
then jumped and barked as if to help poor Bose to
bear his pain. Bose lay down to rest two or three
times, and Sam lay downwith him.
At last they reached Squire Horton's, and Sam
barked till Jane came to the door and took care of
Bose. Then Sam ran home.
The day after he came to see Bose and cheer
him- up. Then he came again the next day, and
ran about the house and the barn, but could not
find his friend.
Poor Bose was dead.- After a time Sam found
his grave, and there he lay down and howled.
But soon he went back to his home, and he did
not go to Squire Horton's any more. &MA





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BOSE AND THE PUPPY.


BosE was a large gray Saint Bernard dog, that
lived at Squire Horton's on the hill. He was
brought there by a Frenchman. The man said he
was-poor, and would be glad to sell his dog. So
Squire Horton took Bose, for he was a fine watch-
dog, and the Frenchman went on his way.
At bedtime Bose was shut up in the kitchen,
and told that he must take good care of the house.
In the night Squire Horton was waked by a growl-
ing in the kitchen. Soon he heard Bose give two
or three low barks. Then there was a strange
noise, and growls from the dog.








BOSE AND THE PUPPY.


Squire Horton went down stairs with a light,
and what do you think he found? That bad
Frenchman ,in d come back in the dark to steal his
dog. He raised the window and called softly,
"Bose! Bose!" But the good dog growled, and
did not come.
Then the man put his head in at the window and
called again.
Bose barked, and seized him by the coat. He
held him till Squire Horton came. Don't you think
Squire Horton wis proud of Bose that night ?
Bose lived on the hill for many years. One night
Squire Horton heard a puppy crying in a field near
the house. Bose heard him too, and in the morning
he ran out and was not seen again till night.
At supper time he came back, hot, tired, and
hungry. Squire Horton told him he was a bad







BE A MAN.


dog to run off. But he gave him some supper.
Bose wagged his tail, winked his eyes, and crept
off to bed.
The next day a farmer drove up to Squire
Horton's door, and said: Squire, what a good dog
your Bose is He brought my lost puppy home
yesterday. I saw them a mile off from my house;
and Bose was smelling his way along the track
which the puppy took when he ran away the day
before. He must have gone over twenty miles
before he found his way to my farm."
Then Bose walked up and wagged his tail for joy.
And what do you think Squire Horton (lid?
Why, he gave Bose a real nice dinner, and one
bone more. ,M.A-

BE A MAN.
O, fle!
Do not cry.
If you hit your toe,
Say Oh!"
And let it go.
Be a man
If you .can,
And do not cry.

























OUR BABY YEAR.


WELCOME, sweet Baby Year!
He does not speak, but, smiling,, stands,
Untold treasures within his hands.

Oh, welcome, welcome, Baby Year!
But what do you bring for us, you dear ?
We want glad hearts and contented minds,
What the richest monarch rarely finds;







LITTLE MAY'S JEWELS.

Willing hands and ready feet;
Kindly words and tempers sweet;
Twelve months of happiness, work, and love,
Like a wee, wee bit of the heaven above-
O Baby Year, if you bring all this,
We will add to otr welcoming a kiss!

He answers not, but, smiling, stands
Upon the threshold with outstretched hands.
EMMA 0. DOWIX





LITTLE MAY'S JEWELS.

WHAT- are you weaving, my wee Miss May ?
Oh, a beautiful chain to wear
About my neck, or over my hair,
From stems of the dandelion gay.
How long will it last? It will last to-day,
To-morrow I'll play some other play.







LITTLE MAY'S JEWELS.

And what are you doing now, Miss May?
Making a fillet of lilac flowers,
Pretty ai4 sweet, between the showers
SThat drivet-' buzzing 1q es away.
'Will it lk t yo% png I will last to-day;.
V' T-mortwoitl plY : oe lay.

Now in the~coo0i 0bi sa,
What jewxels ~re you stringing re ?
SThey arescrlet beads th4alder ear,
SBrighter than corals are,--are the !\
Will they wear as .well ? :They will last to-day,
To-morrow :I 'llay some other play.

Ha, wise little miss, w'ho are always May,
In spring or autumn, in rain or shine,
If half your sweet content were mine
Bubbles might break and blooms decay,
I would take to-day's gift for to-day,
And trust'to-morrow for new way. -
EO, 6. URLEIGO.


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