Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 A sad downfall
 The Christmas tree
 The quarrelsome kittens
 Ted Black
 Penitent Alfred
 The fishing boat
 A hungry visitor
 Rags and tatters
 A strange farmer
 A farewell
 Back Cover

Group Title: Sunbeam series
Title: Little folk's treasures
Full Citation
Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00086485/00001
 Material Information
Title: Little folk's treasures
Series Title: Sunbeam series
Physical Description: 32 p. : ill. ; 24 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Edwards, Mary Ellen, 1839-ca. 1910 ( Illustrator )
Staples, John C ( Illustrator )
Wyllie, W. L ( William Lionel ), 1851-1931 ( Illustrator )
McLoughlin Bros., inc ( Publisher )
Publisher: McLoughlin Bros.
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: c1897
Subject: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1897   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1897   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1897
Genre: Children's stories
Children's poetry
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
General Note: Title and imprint from cover.
General Note: Poems and stories for children.
General Note: Illustrations by M. E. Edwards, John C. Staples, W.L. Wyllie and others.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00086485
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002223992
notis - ALG4249
oclc - 244484966

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Front Matter
        Page 3
    Title Page
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
    A sad downfall
        Page 8
    The Christmas tree
        Page 9
        Page 10
    The quarrelsome kittens
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
    Ted Black
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
    Penitent Alfred
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
    The fishing boat
        Page 22
    A hungry visitor
        Page 23
        Page 24
    Rags and tatters
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
    A strange farmer
        Page 32
    A farewell
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
    Back Cover
        Page 36
        Page 37
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rest-less waves,
That toss a-bout and
Why do you all run back
When you have reached '
the shore ?

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Roll on, roll on, you nois-y waves,
SRoll high-er up the strand!
How is it that you can-not pass
That line of yel-low sand

Make haste, or else the tide will]turn:
Make haste, you nois-y sea!
Roll quite a-cross the bank, and then
Far on a-cross the lea.;
"We must not dare," the waves re-ply:
"That line of yel-low sand
Is laid a-long the shore to bound
The wa-ters and the land.
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"And all should keep to time and place,
And all should keep to rule,-
Both waves up-on the sand-y shore,
-.- And lit-tie boys at school.
:-. Thus free-ly on the sand-y beach
We dash and roll a-way;
While you, when stu-dy time is o'er,
May come with us and play."

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SEE three boys at a river's brink,
Trying to force- a cow to drink;
Their whips and shouts she does not heed,
Of water she is not in need.
Here's a hint, if they but heed -it:-
Cows don't drink unless they need it.




Hollo! what has hap-pened. Sled, dogs, and man are
all in a heap to-geth-er. I fan-cy it must be-that the dri-


ver does not know his bus-i-ness and has gone' too near
the edge .of the hill. Then all at once they have slipped,
and have gone pell-mell down the'long slope, bring-ing up
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in a snow-bank at its f6ot. Per-haps, how-ever, it has
come a-bout that a fox has run a-cross theii-path. A-way
have gone all thoughts of work from the dqgs' heads.
Bark-ing and yedp-ing they have start-ed af-ter him, not
mind-ing their mas-ter's calls to them to stop nor: the
blows of his long lash. But their flight is stopped now
and I think they have learned a les-son that will last them
for some time.


Five lit-tie girls are all wait-ing for the doors to o-pen.
and show them the Christ-mas tree. "Why are they so
Song, I wonder ?"says Kate. Alice, who is the old-est, says. .
not a word; she is won-der-ing if that -work-box that she
caught a glance at in mam-ma's room can be for her. It
had a ti-ny gold thim-ble in, much too small for mam-ma,"
said Alice to her-self. Hil-da on the chair hopes for a
big French -doll with clothes that come on and off.
But hark I hear the door-knob click and I catch a
glimpse through the crack of-the bright light. In a mb. -
ment the child-ren will all be gone out of our sight, so we
may as well turn the leaf and'leave them.
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Two lit-tie kit-tens one storm-y night
Be-gan to quar-rel and then to fight:
One had a mouse, and the oth-er had none;
And that's the way the quar-rel be-gun.

"I'll have that mouse," said the big-gest cat.
"You'll have that mouse-? We'll see a-bout that !"
I will have that mouse," said the eld-est son.
S"You sha'n't have the mouse," said the lit-tie one.

S I told you be-fore 'twas a storm-y night
When these two lit-tle kit-tens be-gan to fight:
The old wo-man seized her sweep-ing broom,
And swept the two kit-tens right out of the room.

The ground was cov-ered with frost and snow
And the two lit-tie kit-tens had no-where to go;
So they laid them down on the mat at the door
When the old wo-man fin-ished sweep-ing the floor. ,

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Then they' crept in, as qui-et as mice,
All wet with the snow, and -as cold as ice;
For they found it was bet-ter, that storm-y night,
To lie down and sleep than to quar-rel and fight.

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BROWN eyes,
Straight nose,
Dirt pies,
- Rum-pled clothes.


Lit-tie ra-ges,,
Ob-vi-ous arts;
(Three her age is,}
Cakes, tarts.


Brih-inor you

Torn books,
Spoilt toys,
Arch looks,
Un-like a boy's,


Fall-ing down
Off chairs;
Break-ing crown -


Wide a-wake

With kiss-es As you hear,
-For a few Mer-cy's sake,
Far-.ng bliss-es. Quiet, dear !"


New shoes, Fold-ed hands,
New frock, Say-ing -pray-ers,
Vague views Un-der-stands
SOf what's o'-clock. Not, nor. cares.
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Bed-gown white, Fast a-sleep,
Kiss.Dol-ly; As you see;
Good-night!- Heav-en keep
That's ol-ly. My girl for me!
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It was al-most Christ-mas
time, and ev-ery night lit-tle
Ted Black dreamed of San-ta
'Claus. When his small head.
was on the pil-low, you might
have thought it at rest, but no,
it was hard at work. It was
build-ing great Christ-mas trees
on which hung all man-ner of
bedu-ti-ful things, while half-a-
doz-en girls and boys climbed
up the branch-es and
took down the stuffed
stock-ings that hung
from it.
Ted thought that
'Christ-mas would nev-
er come, time went so slowly.
But it did come, at last, and Ted
found in his stock-ing ma-ny a nice thing.
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I can-not stop to tell you what they were, but there was
one that he liked very much, and that was a pair of skates,
There was a pond in plain sight from his house, and there

Mas-ter Ted meant to' try them. He was on-ly a lit-tle
shav-er, .but he could skate a bit al-rea-dy.
Whew! how cold it was. The ground was cov-ered
with snow, and the birds who could find nothing to eat
came hop-ping a- -'
bout the kitch- en
door, glad e-nough
of'the crumbs that
cook threw out to
them. Those who
lived in the woods,
and had no friends to help them, had to hop
a-bout on the snow or sit on the branch-es
of the trees to keep them-selves warm, and
hope that the weath-er would change for
the bet-ter soon.
But Ted did not care for, the cold, not
he. When he saw the new skates in his
Christ-mas stock-ing he gave a squeal of


de-light. -He want-ed to skate
mam-ma said that he must wait
cous-in -Madge was com-ing to
R But the next
at the pond
o-ver, and

all" the morn-ing, but his
un-til to-mor-row, for his
spend the day with him.
af-ter-noon he was down
as soon as din-ner was
soon had on the new

There were a good
ma-ny peo-ple on-the
pond, and so his mam-
ma did not feel a-fraid
to have him go alone.
Be'-sides, from her win-
dow she-could watch him un-less he went ve-ry- far a-way.
Mas-ter Ted had a fine time. He quite de-siised peo.
pie who- did not have skates,
and who thought slid-ing fun.
He dart-ed a-bout from one side
of the pond to the oth-er in
fine style, and at last start-ed off
for a trip up the lake.
Mean-time the clouds had
been gath-er-ing and it had be-
gun to snow. The flakes came
down, at first light-ly, then they
grew thick-er and thick-er un-til
they shut out the view.
Ted's mam-ma was ve-ry much
wor-ried that he did not come

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home, and she was
glad e-nough, when
she saw his- pa-pa
com- ing to the
house: through the
blind-ing snow. His
pa-pa set out at
once to find his
boy, and it was
well that he .did,
-for Mas-ter Ted
had- twist-ed his an-
kle so that he could
not stand.
.He was o-ver-joyed to see his pa-pa com-ing, for th-Vain
was. ve-ry great and he was ly-ing at full length on the
snow cry-mg, for hei was
: n-ly` a lit-tle boy, and he
was fright-ened at be--
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up _and 'ca-rr ed him-
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IT is Christ-mas eve, and a storm-y night,
The wind'is loud and the snow lies white,
And lit-tle AL-fred has sulked to bed,
And these are the thoughts that pass through his head:

I wish I were good, but I know I am bad-
0 the wind, whis-tle, whew! \
I make fa-ther an-gry, and moth-er sad-
Just then how it blew!

My heart was heav-y and hard to-night,
/ I crept to bed.
S I could not say what was soft and right,
SI wished I was dead.

But I see with my eyes shut be-neath the clothes.
It is dark and cold;
:I see such sights as no-bod-y knows,
And no-bod-y's told.
S I see our Rb-ver jump-ing, the brook
Swift. and light.
I see a new moon, like a reap-ing hook
Sharp and white.

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. see a red rob-in up in a tree,.

Sing, sing-!
And a ship-wrecked ba-by savedfrom the sea,

Cling, cling!


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I see the church-yard; the snow lies deep;
For ghosts who cares?
If I were to die to-night in my sleep!
I'll say my pray-ers.
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Per-haps to-mor-row I may be good-
Christ-mas day;
But I am too small, to be un-der-sto9d,
What-ev-er I say.

If moth-er would come
Was that
No, I dropped a-sleep.
I thought

up and kiss me once-
the bed broke?
But I won't be a dunce-
some one spoke!

Mat-thew, Mark, Luke, and John,
Bless the bed that I lie on:
Four cur-tains to my bed,
Four angels-

Poor lit-tle Al-fred! when morning comes,
And the bell says, Cit-ron, and spice, and plums!"
Pray he may find that the an-gels four
Have car-ried his hard heart out.of the door,
And left, un-der-neath his soft pink side
A heart that is soft-er, and free from pride.

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Brisk-ly blows the eve-ning gale,
Fresh and free it blows;
Bless-ings on the fish-ing boat,
How mer-ri-ly she goes!
Christ he loved the fish-er-man;
Walk-ing by the sea,
How he blessed the fish-ing boats
Down in Gal-i-lee !
Dark the night and wild the wave,
Christ the boat is keep-ihg;
Trust in him, and have no fear,
Though he seem-eth sleep-ing.
MARY HowrIr.

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S A starved lit-tle Rob-in sat' perched on a spray,
S While Ma-ry was eat-ing her break-fast one day,
The room was so warm and the food was so nice.
While poor lit-tle Rob-in felt cold-er than ice,
He hopped from the spray to the broad win-dow sill,
And tapped on the glass with his sharp lit-tie bill.

VWhen Ma-ry dis-cov-ered his bright search-ing eyes,
It gave her-oh! such a de-light-ful sur-prise.
She ran to the win-dow and o-pend it wide:
You dear lit-tie dar-ling, oh! do come in-side.
fHe en-tered at once, for you see he was cold,
S And hun-ger had made him both fear-less and bold.

He pecked at the loaf, and the but-ter he ate,
S De-vour-ing his food at a ter-ri-ble .rate.
And what did he next? Just as bold as could be,
S He at-tempt-ed to bathe in a sau-cer of tea.
SThus fed and re-freshed, he next pol-ished his bill,
And stepped like a gen-tle-man out on the sill.

Now Ma-ry most ear-hest-ly wished him to stay,
It vexed her to think of his fly-ing a-way;
She had an old cage which had once held a lin-net,
Though for days and for weeks there had been noth-ing in it.
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Do stay, lit-tie Ro-bin, she cried
in de-spair, n s
The gar-den is cold, not a-scrap ,
you'll find there.
But Ro-bin looked back
and his look seemed
to say, "
I'd rath-er go now; but
some oth-er cold day
I'll glad-ly re-turn and
par-take of your food,
For real-ly I find it re- l'
mark-a-bly. good.
I'm .thank-fu.l to know
there are chil dren
like you,
Who'll feed a poor Rob-
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Rags and Tat-ters were two
boys. Rough street boys they
were, with no one to care for
them, al-ways in rags and al-
ways to-geth-er. Hence their
nick-names, Rags and Tat-
What their real names were they knew no more -than,
you or 1.
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In the morn-ings and eve-nings they sold news-pa-pers,
and in the mid-die of the day, when it was sum-mer and
the streets were roast-ing hot, they went down -by the
wharfs, and when the pb-lice were not look-ing, off went
their clothes in a twink-ling and they went head-fore-most
in-to the wa-ter. It was not ve-ry clean wa-ter, but it was
cool, and neith-er Rags nor Tat-ters had ev-er seen an-y
that was clean-er.
One day as they were sit-ting on-the pier just af-ter one
of their. baths, and look-ing at the bu-sy scenes off the bay,
where load-ed ships were be-ing dragged out in-to the
chan-nel read-y to go to sea, Rags said sud-den-ly:
"Let's go to sea!"
Tat-ters was. much a-mused at the i-de-a, and asked if
Rags pro-posed to go as a pas-sen-ger.
But Rags was not to be laughed out of his plan.
"We can't have a worse time than we have how," he
said, "and who knows but, we may be cap-tains some day."
"There's a big ship down in the pier yon-der," said
Tat-ters, "that's go-ing to sail to-night. I heard the cap-
tain say so."
"Let's go and look at her."
So the boys went off- and pres-ent-ly found them-selves
be-side the Lion, as the ship was named. They were
ve-ry much in the way of some men who were at work
load-ing, and a good na-tured fel-low told them to stand
a-side, as all the piles. of bar-rels that they saw had to be
, a-board be-fore night, for she was go-ing out at mid-night.
Their mind was made up at once. In-stead of buy-ing
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news-pa-pers that night, they put all their cash in-ta some
bis-cuits: Rags had a bot-tle of wa-ter, too, for they knew,"
well e-nough that if they showed them-selves be-fore, they'
were well at se'a they would be sent back by the pilot boat. .
That night, when it was dark, they stealth-i-ly crept up_,-
Sthe lad-der to the ship's deck. Ev-ery one was ve-ry bu-sy'
Sand no one no-ticed them. Pre-ent-ly they caie to a black
:square hole and down that they crept by a lad-der that
was in it.
They found a deck af-ter they had gone down a lit-tie'
way and had just stepped on-to it, when some one a-bove
pulled up the lad-der. Then the hatch-es were put down.
i The place where they were was dark as pitch, and did
S not smell ve-ry hice-ly, but they cud-dled close-ly to-geth-er
and ve-ry soon were fast a-sleep.
They could not tell what time it was when they waked,
S for it was as dark as ev-er, but the ship was go-ing up and
down, and they could hear the .sail-ors sing-ing as they
hauled on the ropes, and so they thought they were well
at sea.
Then they be-gan to won-der how they were to get out,
But just-at that min-ute the hatch-es were tak-en off. They -_
could hard-ly see for a mo-ment from the flood of light.
Now for it," said Rags.
So they jumped up, and scram-bling o-ver some bar-rels
S and bags of grain, made their way to the deck a-bove.
Near them they saw a big man with gold lace on his hat,-:;
and hur-ry-ing up to him each gave a pull to his front hair
S by way of a bow, and Rags said: -
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S"If you pease, sir, we've come-a-board." --
"Sor I, see, ;you young ras-cals," said the man, "and now
what in the world am I to do with you?" .

"Give us a chance," said Tat-ters, "we nev-er had no
chance a-shore."
The cap-tain, who seemed to like Tat-ters speech, said,
"You shall have a chance, but it will be long be-fore you

see New York a-gain, for we may go a-round the world."
But, as the boys had not a friend in New York, they
did not care if they nev-er saw it a-gain.
The cap-tain called the stew-ard and bade him find them
some clothes, for he could not have such scare-crows on his
ship, and so, soon they were dressed each in a good thick
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flan-nel shirt and warm trow-sers such- as they had nev-er
owned be-fore. He said that he would have no such
names as Rags and Tat-ters on his ship. He did-n't care
what they called them-'elves, but some de-cent names they
must have.
So Rags said he would
be Jack, and Tat-ters
chose Will, and when
this had been set-tled
they were put to work.
They soon found that
there was,not much fun in
a sail-or's life, but now that
they had the chance they
had asked for, they did
their best and soon ev-ery.
one liked them. They
had good food, and in the
clear air they be-gan to
look strong and well.
They. had a most glo-
ri-ous time and saw rnma
ny strange sights. First
they went to Hol-land.
It was very start-ling to
see the coun-try with -
so much wa-ter ev-ery-
where, and to see the i-nl wt a
ships sail-ing through the ca-nals that ran in all di-rec-tions.

S Af-ter Hol-land their ship went in-to the Pa-cif-ic O-cean
and to Chi-na, where they saw queer ships called junks,
which a-mused them ve-ry much. Some-times they man-
aged to go a-shore at some of these'strange lands and saw
ma-ny in-ter-est-ing sights. But noth-ing led them to neg-
Ilect their work, and when at the end of three years -the -
-Lion sailed. in-to New York, who would- ev-er have
thought that these brawn-y boys were the same Rags and
Tat-ters who went a-board as stow-a-ways.
Their cap-tain told them that they could sail on his next ;
voy-age, for he would have been sor-ry to have lost them.
All this was tweri-ty years a-go. Now both, boys are
men and each is a cap-tain and sails. a ship of his own;
but- they are both as fond of one an-oth-er as in the old
S days. They have had a -great ma-ny voy-a-ges since their
first one, and Rags was ship-wrecked and lived for a month
on a des-ert island. He thought for-a time that he should
:nev-er see home a-gain, but just in the nick of time a ves-sed
took him bff'-and brought him back to his home.

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S What strange kind of farm-er is this ?: His team are a
: goat and a don-key and his plow is noth-ing but a bent
stick. How queer-ly he looks him-self. He is but half-
dressed and he,seems like a wild man. Who is he?
.He is an A-rab. He lives in Sy-ri-a, a coun-try that
lies be-yond the Med-i-ter-ra-ne-an sea. It is a warm land,
which is the rea-son that he. does not wear more clothes,
and is also- the rea-son why he farms in such a slov-en-ly

S .-ay. For- f the soil were as poor as it is in some coun-
: .tries it would take much more than this man is go-ing to
S:; do to bring a har-vest.
SThis fel-low does not like to work at -all He wA
much rath-er mount-the good :steed which he has sonme-
- ).where -a-bout and lie in wait for a' tray-el-er whom he
.'could rob. This he thinks is a much pleas-ant-er- ay to
live than: to work at the plo w.


MY fair-est child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray:
Yet, ere we part, one les-son I can leave you
For ev-er-y day.

.Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clev-er;
Do no-ble things, not dream them all day long;
And so make life, death, and that vast for-ev-er
One grand, sweet song.


This is a poor boy who is han-dy with tools. In'the
eve-ning he makes toys, and in the day time he takes them
a-bout on a tray and sells them. The shop-man thinks
they are' ye-ry clev-er-ly done, and tells him that he will
give him an or-der for a great ma-ny, at which the boy is
ve-ry glad.





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