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 Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Frontispiece
 Title Page
 Dedication
 Table of Contents
 List of Illustrations
 The presents
 The puppy
 John
 The catastrophe
 The hospital
 Back Cover
 Spine






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Title: Josephine's birthday
Physical Description: 64 p. : col. front., illus., col. plates.
Language: English
Creator: Cradock, H. C. ( Author, Primary )
Appleton, Honor C ( Illustrator )
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Publisher: Blackie & Son
Place of Publication: London and Glasgow
Publication Date: c1900
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Subject: Birthdays -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1900
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Scotland -- Glasgow
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Half Title
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Frontispiece
        Page 3
    Title Page
        Page 4
    Dedication
        Page 5
    Table of Contents
        Page 6
    List of Illustrations
        Page 7
        Page 8
    The presents
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 14a
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 20a
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
    The puppy
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 28a
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
    John
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 36a
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
    The catastrophe
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 44a
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 52a
        Page 53
        Page 54
    The hospital
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
        Page 60
        Page 60a
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
    Spine
        Spine
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CONTENTS


CHAP.
I. THE PRESENTS -

II. THE PUPPY -

III. JOHN -

IV. THE CATASTROPHE -

V. THE HOSPITAL -


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I hurried over my dressing Facing 14
I wanted to show the dolls how many I could keep up to ,, 20
He went under the table, and fell fast asleep ,, 29
He hid the next piece, and I hid the puppy's eyes ,, 36
A dreadful sight I saw! ,, 45
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An extra crushy, big kind of hug -
Charlie, my youngest one, is very little -
I laid her down very gently on the sofa -
I took Baby up first -
He slipped on the linoleum -
Everybody was delighted -
I showed him well to John -
"Quacky-Jack, you will be a good boy to-day, w
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The dear children, and the bits of them
The sight of Quacky-Jack made me nearly cry again
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"And now let me look at this gentleman "
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JOSEPHINE'S BIRTHDAY
CHAPTER I
The Presents
O NCE upon a time there lived
a little girl called Josephine.
She had blue eyes, and light hair
which was cut short and tied at the
sides with ribbons. Her Mummy liked
her in blue ribbons best, and Nanny
liked her in pink, so she wore both--
not both together, of course, for that






would look horrid, but sometimes
blue and sometimes pink. She
generally wore a white linen overall
in the nursery, and a white lawn or
muslin frock for downstairs, and Sun-
days and parties; and always a sash,
for Mummy likes sashes. Now you
know what that little girl looked like,
and that little girl is me.
Well, one day she was going to
have a birthday (I think I won't call
her "she" any more; it is a nuisance;
I will say "I" and "me", because it
really is me, you know).
I felt very happy thinking about
it. It was getting so near, for it was
to be to-morrow.
I thought I should never go to
sleep for thinking of it. But I did.
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I took my big Teddy Bear to bed
with me that night; it was his turn.
I am very fair about turns. All the
dolls sleep near or in bed with me,
one by one. Old Teddy comes into
bed, because, of course, you can't
break him, or little Teddy either;
but the break ones, like Dorothy,
sleep in a bed by my side, on a chair.
Of course they like to know I am
near them, and can hold their hands
for a minute or two if they are
frightened. They don't like the dark,
so I often do have to hold their hands,
and I say: "There, there, now, dar-
ling; you are quite safe Mummy
is here." That comforts them, and
they go to sleep. You can't go to
sleep if you are frightened.
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Teddy and I were both rather a
long time going to sleep that night.
I said: "Oh, Teddy, isn't it lovely
thinking about my birthday?" And
he said in his gruff old voice, "Yes."
But, as I said before, I did get oft
to sleep at last, and, before I remem-
bered anything more, it was the
Birthday.


Nanny came into the night nursery,
just as I was waking up in the morn-
ing.
"Many happy returns of the day,"
she said. I said: "Thank you!" and
gave her a hug-an extra crushy, big
kind of hug, because of the birthday.
I crushed her collar rather badly, but















edn extra crushy, big kind of hug


she couldn't see it, and, even if she
could, I don't think she would have
minded on such a special day.
"Stand up, and let me see if you
have grown," she said. "Put your
hand on the top of your head and
feel."
I did, but I couldn't tell. I dare
say I was taller, for nobody can tell
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in the nights, and most of all before
birthdays. I don't think grown-ups
know really.
I hurried over my dressing. Nanny
is always saying "Don't dawdle", but
she didn't have to say it once this
morning.
When I was dressed, I ran into
Mummy's room, and we had some
very crushy hugs, and I had eight.
kisses because I was eight-two on
one cheek, two on the other, two on
my forehead, one on my nose, and one
on my chin. If you count those
you will find they come to eight.
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I'm just. coming down," she said.
"We'll go together. Daddy's down."
I slid down the banisters for a
birthday treat. They won't let me
generally, but on birthdays you may
do special things, of course. When
I saw Daddy, we had some more
hugs and kisses.
Oh, the breakfast table! I don't
know what to begin telling you
about first.
I think I must begin about the new
doll, because it was so 2ery lovely!
Always on my birthdays I have a
doll, but I have never before had
a long-clothes baby one. (Charlie,
my youngest one, is very little, of
course, but he isn't a long-clothes
baby.) Well, this one was in a long
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Charlie, my youngest one, is very little

cardboard box, wrapped up in pink
tissue-paper.
Mummy said: "Be very careful,
in case you find something breakable
inside." So I was.
I cut the string and took off the
outside paper first. I think it is
horrid when grown-ups help you
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to undo parcels. Inside the box,
before you got to the pink tissue-
paper, there were shavings. It was
so exciting! I like things to be
wrapped up in lots of papers and
things. I took out all the shavings,
then I lifted the parcel out, all pink
and soft, and inside I found the
sweetest baby doll you ever saw!
A baby girl she was--you could
see that by her little bonnet; and
her little face, too, looked like a girl's.
She was asleep at first as she lay in
my arms; but, when I held her up
to let her look at my other parcels,
she opened her eyes-sweet blue
eyes, and eyelashes she had too.
Even Daddy said: "That's the
prettiest doll's face I've ever seen."
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I was glad the other dolls didn't
hear that remark, though; it would
have hurt their feelings. Luckily,
they were all upstairs in the nursery
cupboard.
She was beautifully dressed. Her
frock was quite long, just like a new
real baby, and she was wearing her
outdoor things when I first took her
out of the box-a weeny little veil
to keep the wind out of her eyes,
a cape, and a bonnet. Underneath
her frock, she had everything on that
a baby wears.
But I mustn't be too long telling
you about her, or there will be no
time to tell you about the other
things. I laid her down very gently
on the sofa, and she went to sleep.







The next parcel was a battledore
and shuttlecock. I had been wish-
ing for that. I wanted to show the
dolls how many I could keep up to.
I thought I could astonish them.
The next parcel was a game called
Happy Families. It was cards with
funny pictures on.
The next was a new purse-such
a beauty, with a new shilling in it.


I laid her down very gently on the sofa
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The next was a silver thimble in
a sweet, little green case.
The next was a brooch; it had
lots of little tiny pearls in it, and
the letter J, because of Josephine.
The next was a book. It had
a very pretty outside, but only one
picture. It didn't look very nice in-
side; but Mummy said she thought
it was nicer than you would think,
and she would read it to me.
The last parcel was sweet. It was
an umbrella! But a teeny-weeny
one, made of ivory, and you could
open it near the handle, and there
were needles inside. It would be
lovely for my work-basket. I knew
that would astonish my children up-
stairs in the nursery. I would say:
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"I think it is going to rain, dears;
I had better take an umbrella out."
Then I would suddenly show them
this dear little ivory one. They
would love it.
Those were my presents. I shan't
tell you who they were all from; it
would take too long, and I have
heaps more to tell about my birthday.
But oh! I was nearly forgetting
the most lovely present of all. Why
I nearly forgot is because he came
late, after we had finished breakfast.
We were getting up from the
table, when we heard a ring at the
front door.
"Who can be coming so early?"
Mummy said.
Then Daddy and Mummy looked
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at each other, and I knew that they
had a secret. You can tell a lot of
things about grown-up people, when
they think you can't. I thought the
secret might be something to do with
my birthday, and it was!
The man who rang at the front
door brought a basket, and there was
a label tied on to the handle, and it
said: For Josephine. I took the bas-
ket, and it was so heavy, and some-
thing moved inside. I felt rather
frightened, for I don't like movey
sort of things.
Daddy said: "Open the lid and
see what is in it."
I said: "What is it, Daddy?" and
he said: "Nothing to hurt you. Open
it and look."






So I did, and what do you think I
found? The dearest little dog you
ever saw! A puppy, with a big head
and such dear eyes, and rather long
legs, and a clumsy kind of body.
Isn't he sweet?" I said.
I kissed the top of his head ever
so many times, and then we gave him
some bread-and-milk.
That really was the last present.









CHAPTER II


The Puppy

A FTER breakfast, I took all my
presents up to the nursery to
show Nanny. When she had had
a good look at everything, I was
going to show them to the dolls.
I took Baby up first. I took off
her little bonnet and cape and veil,
for, of course, she would only wear
those now when I took her out. I
laid her on the nursery table, whilst I
went down to fetch the other things,
and she went to sleep at once.
Mummy was holding the puppy,
till I was ready to take him. He
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I took Baby up first






was wriggling to get loose, so I
thought I had better take him next.
I thought he might feel a little bit
home-sick, just at first, and I wanted
to make him happy.
I carried him upstairs, and gave
him a few kisses on the way, on the
top of his head again-that was the
easiest place to kiss. He was very
wriggly indeed; but I held him tight
by the waist. His waist was rather
fat; I think it was partly the bread-
and-milk, p'raps.
When we got to the nursery I
shut the door, and let him run about
on the floor. He slipped on the
linoleum, because it was very shiny,
and he did look so funny. He made
me laugh. Then he put his head on
26







one side and stared at me, and that
made me laugh again. I didn't mean
to be rude, or to hurt his feelings,
because, of course, he was a sort of
visitor just at first. Soon he would
be one of the family, and then you
needn't be so very particular about
manners.


He slipped on the linoleum
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I put a rug for him in front of
the nursery fire, and said: "Now
you must have a little rest;" but
he wouldn't.
Then I took hold of his shoulders
and looked gravely at him, and said:
"Now, look here, puppy, you have
got to do as I tell you. I am your
Mummy now. Do you hear?"
He put his head on one side again,
and stared at me. I thought it
would never do to laugh this time;
he must be made good. So I looked
very sternly at him. Then he put
his head on the other side and looked
so funny that I couldn't help laugh-
ing. I said: "As it's my birthday,
for a treat you needn't have a rest
just yet, I think."































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I let him go, and he went under
the table, and lay down on a mat
there, and fell fast asleep. Just be-
cause I told him he needn't!
Soon after that, Nanny went down-
stairs, and the puppy and Baby and I
and my other children in the cup-
board were left alone.
"Now, dears," I said, opening the
cupboard door, "I will attend to you.
Mummy hadn't forgotten you, but
she has been so busy." They all
looked rather sad, and Amy was cry-
ing.
"Stop crying, Amy dear," I said.
"Mummy really didn't forget you;
she kept thinking about showing her
presents to you; and, children, I have
a bit of news for you, very exciting,
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.You have a new baby


sister!"
You should have seen those chil-


dren's
lighted.


faces!


Everybody was de-


"I will show her to you now,


I said.


"And you must all be very


gentle and quiet with her, especially


the boys."
little.


Quacky-Jack sniffed a


"Don't sniff, Quacky!


It is very


rude, dear."
I called him "dear" because of the
birthday. I don't often call the boys
"dear"; they think it's babyish.
Then I fetched Baby from the


table, and


held her up for


brothers and sisters to see.
That pleased them all very much,


her


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Everybody was delighted

and they began talking to each other
in excited voices.


" Look


I said.


under


the table, dears,"


" What can you see there?"


They all just stared.
"It is a dog-a dear little


dog,


dears. He is called a puppy because


he is small, but soon he


will leave


off being a puppy, and will be-well,
just a dog."
"How interesting!" said Margaret.






Yes,
Quacky.


very interesting,"


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naughty or


not, so I just turned


away.


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CHAPTER III
John


T HE next exciting thing was
John. He comes to spend the


day with me sometimes.


I like him


He is six.


being young, because


I can order him about.


he won't do as I tell him, and some-


times he will.


Once I shook him,


and then he hit me, and I hit him
back, and Nanny put us both in
the corner. But that was a long
time ago, and I must go on about
my birthday.
Well, John came about ten.
"What shall we play at?" I said.
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"Hide-and-seek," he said.
"Oh no, John, you always choose


hide and seek.


I know!


who's under the table!


a game with


him."


Look


Let's have
John looked,


and saw who was there, and was
very excited about the puppy.
Yes," he said, let's."


So we did.


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I woke him up, and
ell to John. Then


John took him,
look out of the


and carried
window.


him


He was


very wriggly again.
"Hold him tight by


I said,


his waist,"


and he did.


"I know what we'll


him," I said.


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play at with
hide a bit


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I showed him well to John


it, and then see if he can find it."
"And, if he doesn't find it, we'll
eat it-in turns," said John.
"All right," I said.
"Get a nice sort of biscuit," John
said, ''cos he might'nt like dry sort
of ones."
"No, he mightn't," I said, "and
he is a visitor this first day."
Nanny gave me some for a great






treat from the birthday ones, with
chocky inside and a sort of icing
on the top.
"I think he'll like those," John
said.
"And, if he can't find them, we,
must eat them, mustn't we? 'cos we
planned it-it's the game."
"Yes, we must. You always
have to keep to the game."
I hid first, whilst John hid the
puppy s eyes.
"No peeping!" I said.
I hid a lovely big piece of biscuit
behind the rocking-horse, and then
John took his hands off the puppy's
eyes, and let him go. He ran round
the table first, and slipped right
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fast. We laughed so much that
we couldn't get on with the game
for a minute.
"Oh, do stop him!" I cried to
John.
At last John managed to get hold
of him, and I said: "Now, puppy,
you must look for the biscuit."
But off he went again, trying to
catch his tail, and so we decided that
we would eat the bit of biscuit.
"You may first," I said.
So John did, and then he hid the
next piece, and I hid the puppy's
eyes.
John hid it inside one of my
boots. But that silly puppy only
stood with his head on one side
again, when I let him loose, and
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stared, first at John and then at me.
"It's no good," I said. We
must eat all the biscuits. He's a
silly dog."
But he looked so sweet I couldn't
help giving him another kiss on the
top of his head. And what do you
think he did? Just as I was going
to give him a kiss, and whilst I was
saying: "You are a dear, dear little
dog," he snapped a bit of biscuit out
of my hand which I was just going
to eat, and ate it himself!
"Did you see that, John?" I
said.
"Yes, I did. He doesn't play
fair, does he?"
"Let's put him in the corner," I
said.






"Yes, let's," said John.
"You hold him first, while I eat
some biscuits," I said. "Then I will."
"All right," said John. So we
did.
We held him there for a little
while, and ate our biscuits in turns,
and then he looked so sweet we let
him go again.
After that it was dinner-time.


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CHAPTER IV


The Catastrophe

M UMMY had promised me a
birthday party, but so many
of the children we were going to ask
had influenza, that we planned to
have it when they all got well again.
Nanny said:
"I think it will be nice having it
on another day; it will be something
to look forward to."
I am just telling you about this,
because I know you will be expecting
to hear about a party in the after-
noon. We did have it another day,
and it was a lovely one; but I can't
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tell you about it now, as I want to
get on with the birthday.
After dinner, John and I went out


with Nanny in the park.


Before we


started, I took the children out of the
cupboard; they had been there all
day, poor little things, and I thought
they would feel stiff with sitting
still so long. I put them all leaning
against the wall.
"Quacky-Jack, you will be a good
boy to-day, won't you, whilst I am
out? Don't do anything to the


others,


there's a g


ood boy," I


said,


as I was leaving them.


"All right!" said Quacky, blinking


both eyes.
"Oh, let's take
John.


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" Quack~y-,ack, you will be a good boy to-day,
won't you, whilst I am out?"






"Yes, of course we must," I said.
But we couldn't find him anywhere.
We hunted and hunted, and at last
Nanny said: "Come along, we must
go without him."
I took my tiny ivory umbrella in
my pocket, so that I could touch it
every now and then.
We didn't stay out long, as it was
windy and cold. John and I had
races on the way home; I had to
give him a start always, as he is so
young, and his legs are much shorter
than mine.
We went straight upstairs to take
off our things, and then we went to
the nursery to play. As soon as we
got inside the door, I looked to see if
the children were all sitting against






the wall as we had left them. I
thought Quacky-Jack might have
been up to some of his tricks, and
made them all change places or do
something else naughty. But a dread-
ful sight I saw!--so dreadful, I hardly
know how to tell you about it. John
and I both looked, and what we saw
was so awful, we could neither of us
speak at first. We just stared, and
then I began to cry.
For there, before us, all the dolls
lay in a heap, tumbled about anyhow,
in a dreadful muddle. And not only
that (if that had been all, I shouldn't
have minded much, for they could
soon have been picked up again, and
kissed and comforted). No, that
wasn't all!




































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I dreadful sight I saw!






Dorothy's hair was nearly all pulled
off one of her arms was off, both
shoes were gone, and her pearl neck-
lace was broken and little pearls were
all lying about.
One of Big Teddy's arms was
nearly off-just hanging by a thread.
Rachel's hair was almost as bad as
Dorothy's.
Dora's frock and pinny were torn
to bits.
And poor Quacky-Jack! His head
was nearly off from his body.
We didn't know how to begin
to put them right, or what to do.
It was all miserable. We were
both crying, for John loves the
children almost as much as I do.
He is their father, and he looks after
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the boys--William and Patrick and
all the rest, and tries to make them
manly and brave.
"Let's go and tell Mummy," I
said.
But Mummy had just gone out,
so we went back to the nursery.
"We must stop crying, John,"
I said. "Fathers and mothers don't
cry when dreadful things happen."
So we stopped and began picking
up the dear children, and the bits
of them.
Suddenly John said: "I know!
Let's have a hospital, and get them
all well again!"
"Yes, let's!" I said.
We felt ever so happy after that.
None of them had been ill for a long







time, and it would be lovely to
have John for the doctor, and me for
the nurse, and a row of little beds.
"What can we have for beds?"
said John.
"We can have their two real
beds--the little one and the big-
to start with, and let me see-
No, I know! They must be all
alike, like a proper hospital. Let's
have the paper boxes" (for Mummy


The dear children, and the bits of them
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always gives me the cardboard boxes
she keeps her note-paper in; they
come in very useful for many things,
and I keep them ready in the cup-
board).
So we began to be very busy.
We got bits of flannel and calico
from Nanny's "piece" box, and
made the beds look quite proper.
There were five children hurt, so
we got five beds ready.
Then we separated the hurt chil-
dren very gently from the others.
We kissed each one as we undressed
them. The sight of Quacky-Jack
made me nearly cry again, but I
hugged him tight and swallowed the
lump in my throat, when I remem-
bered that I was his mother.
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"How did it happen?" I


John.
"I have been wondering and won-


during," he said.
Who hurt
dear?" I said.


you all, Dorothy
"You are the eldest.


Can you tell us?"


The sight of Quack y-J ack made me nearly cry again
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said


to






But poor Dorothy couldn't tell us.
John and I couldn't think how it
had happened.
We got them all safely into bed
in their little night-gowns, and then
we were going to dress up ourselves,
to be the nurse and doctor, when
the nursery door opened, and Cook
peeped in with the puppy in her
arms.
"Come along, darling!" I said to
the puppy. "Where have you been
all this time?"
"You may well ask," said Cook.
"Why?" I said.
He's been doing dreadful things,"
said Cook. "I came up to look
at the fire, and I found him pulling
the dolls about in an awful way."






"Oh, John, it was him!" I said.
"Yes, and he's torn one of your
bedroom slippers," Cook said.
"What is to be done with him?"
I said to John when Cook had gone.
"We can't hurt him, he is so sweet.
Let's give him a good scolding; that
will do till Mummy comes in, and
then we'll ask her."
So we put him on a chair facing
the hospital beds, so that he could
see what he had done.
"You hold him, and I'll scold
him," I said.
So John held him, and I said:
"Now, puppy, do you see what
an awful thing you've done? Look!"
He put his head on one side, and
stared at me.






No, don't look at me, look
there," I said, pointing to the row
of beds.
He put his head on the other side,
and stared at me again.
"Look there!" I said sternly. At
least I tried to be very stern, but
he looked so sweet, and really he
began to look rather sad too-in
his eyes.
"I do believe he's sorry, John,"
I said.
"Are you?" said John, looking
at him.
He looked sadder and sadder.
Then he winked both eyes at once,
and I do believe he meant "yes".
"Well, will you never do it
again?" I said.
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He put his head on one side again,
and this time he stared at John.
He means 'no'," said John.
"Yes, he does," I said, giving
him a kiss.
So we made friends with him
again, and put him on his mat for
a sleep. But he never sleeps when
you want him to. He got up and
began trying to catch his tail again.
"Well, you may do that," I said;
"but you must not touch anything
else."
Soon he really did go to sleep-
not on his proper mat, of course,
but on a heap of Nanny's "pieces"
which we had left on the floor.
Let's choose a name for him
before we begin the hospital," I said.
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"It ought to be a naughty kind of
name, I think," John said.


"Oh,
I said.


but he's so sweet


"I shouldn't


too!"


like him


have a naughty name for always.
He said he wouldn't do it again."
"Would Toby do?" said John.


"No;


that's too common for him.


I want it to mean something."
John couldn't think of anything.
"I know!" I said. "Rough


would
know.
it tells
short a


dc


He was rough,


you


That isn't very naughty, but
you what he was, and it's
nd easy to say. Mummy


said this morning 'Give him a short
name '."
So we called him Rough.


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CHAPTER V

The Hospital


WTE had


'V


tea in the dining-room


for a birthday treat, with a


lovely cake
it.


and eight candles round


After tea, Mummy said:
"Now, what would you like to
play at?"


"We


are too busy


Mummy," I said.


to play,


" We must see to


those poor children in the nursery."


"Oh, of


course!"


Mummy said.


We had been telling her, at the


time, all about the dreadful
that had happened.


thing
































hen we dressed up for the hospital






" You come and sit in the nursery,


Mummy,"


I said.


And she did-


all nice and comfy, with her knitting,
by the fire.
Then we dressed up for the hospi-
tal. John had on a hat of Daddy's,
and carried a walking-stick, and I


had a white apron with


a big


red


cross on it, and a cap.
"Good morning, Doctor!" I said,
as John walked in.
"Good morning, Nurse!" said the
doctor.


"Who is the illest?"
"Me," said Quacky.


" Hush,


"You


he said.


Quacky dear!" I


mustn't call


out like


The nurse says who is the illest."
"I'm the illest," said Dora.


said.
that.






" Now, Dora, you really are not,"


I said.


" It was your clothes that


were hurt so much, and you only
have little scratches on your face."


" Will


my face be spoilt?"


Dora, beginning to cry.
"No, Dora dear," I said.


doctor is very clever about getting


scratches out of


faces;


aren't


Doctor ?"


"Yes," said the doctor,


some of this


"I will


nice ointment on


And he did; and Dora


said :


"It feels much better now."
"And now let me look at this


gentleman,"


said the doctor,


up to Quacky's little bed.
"This is a very ill one indeed."
Poor Quacky turned pale.


said

'The


you,


put
it."


going


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" eAnd now let me look at this gentleman"


"Be a brave boy, Quacky," I said.
"Doctor, you can put heads on that
are nearly off, can't you?"
"Yes, I often do," said the doctor.
"I have some nice sticky stuff in my
bag, which will stick it on firmly."
Quacky smiled.
The doctor stuck his head on with
seccotine, and told Quacky to lie very
still indeed.






"Did it hurt, Quacky dear?" I said.
"Yes," he said.


Here is a piece
you, then."


of chocky


Dora looked round at that.


Dora dear!" I said,
Then the doctor


for


"Here,


giving her a piece.
went to Dorothy's


bed.


what is


wrong


lady ?"
"It is her hair, Doctor;


with this

and her


face is hurt too, and her arm.


Dear,
doctor.
Dorothy


dear,


dear! "


trembled.


said the


She is


not


very brave, though she is the biggest.
"The doctor will be very gentle,
Dorothy dear," I said, "Won't you,
Doctor ?"


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Qziac~y and Dora wanted bandages when they

saw Dorothy's


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"Yes," he said.
So he rubbed some ointment on
Dorothy's face, and stuck her hair
on, and put a bandage on her arm.
Quacky and Dora wanted bandages
when they saw Dorothy's, so the
doctor said they might have them.
He went back to their beds, and tied
one on each, and then they lay still.
Teddy's arm was seen to next.
He was so brave that he sang whilst
the doctor did it. He has a husky,
gruff voice, but still it was very
brave of him to sing. He had a
bandage too, and some chocky.
Then it was Rachel's turn. One
of her knees was badly hurt as well
as her head. Poor Rachel cried so
much, I had to lend her my hanky.
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" I said I was the baddest," he said


"Never mind, darling!" I said.
"I shouldn't wonder if the doctor
lets you have two bandages, as you
are so bad. You really are the
illest, I think."
But the doctor said Quacky was
the illest, for his head had been
nearly off; if it had been quite, he
would have died.






Quacky heard the doctor say all
this, and he was so conceited about it.
"I said I was the baddest," he said.
Rachel had two bandages on and
some ointment too.
What shall they have for supper,
Doctor?" I asked.
"Jelly," he said. "And I will
send them all some very nice medi-
cine when I get home."
Then the doctor went away and
made them five bottles of medicine
(we made it outside the door really,
with some of my coloured chalks
crushed up in water), and soon each
-patient had a bottle with their names
written on. It said on the bottle:
"One teaspoonful at bedtime, and
some more to-morrow"
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Those


five children


looked


happy; I think they
had such bad accidents.


liked having
They were


soon well again, and we were all
happy once more.
And now I think I have told you


all about
birthday.


what happened


on my


so


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