Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 White violets
 The mouse that did not like its...
 Spring voices
 Back Cover

Group Title: Pet story books
Title: White violets
Full Citation
Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00015674/00001
 Material Information
Title: White violets
Series Title: Pet story books
Physical Description: 32 p. : ill. ; 11 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Hobbs, George W ( Publisher )
Publisher: G.W. Hobbs
Place of Publication: Charlestown, Mass.
Publication Date: 1850
Copyright Date: 1850
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1854   ( lcsh )
Hand-colored illustrations -- 1854   ( local )
Printed boards (Binding) -- 1854   ( rbbin )
Bldn -- 1854
Genre: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Hand-colored illustrations   ( local )
Printed boards (Binding)   ( rbbin )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- Massachusetts -- Charlestown
General Note: Title vignette.
General Note: Illustrations are hand-colored.
 Record Information
Bibliographic ID: UF00015674
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Holding Location: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: ltqf - AAA8193
notis - AMF2623
oclc - 21696242
alephbibnum - 002447368

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Title Page
        Page 3
    White violets
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
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        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
    The mouse that did not like its supper
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
    Spring voices
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
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    Back Cover
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* IN the mossy dell, by the crystal brook, +
There I know full well for violets to look. $
SThere, hidden in leaves of darkest green, *
SThe soft, white violet buds are seen." .
0O sang little Effie, as, with a
S. ) bounding step, she passed over ;
a low wall which divided the green :
Meadows, with their hedges of bloom- *

The trees, in their earliest green,
Smet overhead; the sky was blue, and ?
Sa little streamlet murmured gently
.: over the pebbles at the side of the nar- :
Srow road. As Effie entered this pretty $
.lane she walked slower, and stopped
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her song to listen to the little birds,
4 though their singing was scarcely so
+ merry as her own. Who so happy as
: Effie on this bright May morn for ah,
: had not the good Village Dame, who :
. kept the school for all the boys and .
4 girls in the village, had she not given +
a whole holiday to her little pupils ? :
and had she not also promised the im- #
portant sum of one shilling to the one +
that brought her home the greatest -;
+ number of violets, white in particular? +
for dearly the old lady loved violets, :'
and she knew the little folks would $
have a pleasant time seeking in the
fields for those sweet little buds of
The little Village Fair was to be 4
held on the morrow, and the idea of
having a shilling to spend, caused $
. many a young heart to beat quickly. +
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Little Effie was very liopeful that *
4 the pleasure might be hers, for she had +
+: long watched a small plot of violet :C
'. leaves, nearly hidden by the long grass; :
t they were in this very lane, and she :(
T knew they would be all in full bloom $
4 by this day; and still more she knew $
. they were all white white as snow,
. and their soft, sweet fragrance already +
: scented the cool breeze that parted the :
-curls on her sunburnt forehead. In :
. another minute she stood before the $

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plot, but divided from it by the little ^
+ brook. She sat down on the bank for :g
a moment to look about her. A little $
. squirrel ran along on the wall, and :$
Then stopped to chatter a good morn- .
. ing to her; the lambs were playing $
and racing in the fields, and the birds
Were singing overhead.
SLittle Effie now
took off her shoes
S and stockings, and
Swading through the +
t little stream, in an
instant she was on
the soft grass and +
Picking the little +
white buds, count-
Sing them eagerly.
$ "Ten, twelve,-why," said she, with g
what I have already got, I am sure of $
the shilling. $
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S< Now I may think of what I should *
$ like best. I should like a doll, but a
I work-box would be more useful to me, .
a and with the money I have saved I $
could just buy one. Let me see- $
yes or a basket, perhaps." And $
* still thinking of what she should buy, $
-*little Effie sat down and began tying 4
: up her violets with the long grass that .
+ grew by the brook. $
$ "Poor Robin," said she, "I am sorry $
$ for him; I know he is so very anxious +
t for the prize, and I am sure I shall $
$ gain it."
+ Now I must tell you that little Effie
+ was a very good little girl; every one
( loved her, she was so obliging and
: good-natured; the good school-mistress
$ hoped that Effie would win the prom-
. ised shilling, for she knew the child
: would spend it properly.
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+ Effie was aroused by a rustling :
+ noise near her, and turning around :
+ she saw her little friend and playmate, :(
^: curly-headed Robin, coming up the :
t bank, evidently in search of the very $
+ violets she had in her own basket.
1 Effie felt sorry, for she knew how .
vexed Robin would be; still she could
not help being glad she had got them. +
She did not speak, but in a moment ^
he saw her and the violets.

them all all my violets, that I have
watched for the last week!"
"Your violets !" said Effie; "they +
were never yours I! and if it comes to
That, Robin, I have been in the lane
every morning for a fortnight." :
+ O 0, of course they are yours now," :'
said Robin; you get everything, and :
you are always the teacher's favorite." $
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0 Robin, do not say that! you :
+ know very well she treats us all fairly. :
: I dare say there are more violets up :
Sthe lane; come, I will help you +
search." +
+ "No, thank you," said Robin, sul- "
kily; I shall not look for more." He
: sat down on the bank, and was silent. +
SEffie stood by him, smelling her vio- :
lets and in ;deep thought; then she sat ++
" down and laid her little cheek on his .
. shoulder.


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SWell, Robin, +
if I cget the shil-
' ling I will give

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Stous bod and you arse ungrateful, too.

kRobin's thee turned very red, and in
: tea; well, I meant with that shilling" :

: he could not go on, but Efie knew :
: what le intended, and in her heart be- :i
L**+ is, Ind how 44ch she wants a little i4

gan a great struggle. Shall I give
him my violets ?" thought she; but:
again the work-box came into her mind, :
> and she could not make the full sacri-
+ fice. "Well, I offered you half," said :"
Sshe, "and you could not expect more. :
If you wilr not take that you are un- :
> kind."
. Robin did not answer, but walked .
+ slowly away, and Effie turned toward
.> the village. She paused at the wall
+ over which she had passed so happy in
t the morning. She sat down, no longer :
thinking with hope and pleasure of the
STurning her head she saw Robin
leaning against the trunk of a mossy
# old tree; and she knew he was weep-
Sing, for she saw him put his little:
: handkerchief to his eyes very often. :4
+ Effie could not bear to see this, for'


Robin was her favorite little friend.
She went back quickly, and was soon
at his side. She stooped down and :
I kissed his cheek.
$ "Well, why do you tease me, Effie ? :
leave me alone." $
^ She did not answer, but put her +*
violets into his hands. *
"No, Effie, dear kind Effie! you are :
0oo good to me, and I have been so (
cross No, I cannot take them." .$
"But you must and shall, Robin. $
^ Think of your poor grandmother, and :
all the good you will do her; and I-
why, I do not want anything. So, +
Robin, go now quickly and show your *
violets to Dame Brown, and the shil- +
ling will be yours come along, lazy :+
.boy;" and half laughing and half :-
scolding, little Effie coaxed her play- :;
mate to the very door of the school. Z


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SAlready the children were going in
4 with their flowers, and the teacher, S

4 the blossoms. Here is Ef-e come,
SEffie shouted many little voices; :
we know you will have the most, you :
Shave been so long away ; and there is:
t Robin, too." :

1 Dame Brown held out her hand for
+ Effie's violets, and was surprised when
$ Effie said, I am very sorry, but miae
are so few that it is useless showing
+ them; but Robin has his hands full."
- Of all the good teacher had received
his were the most in number and the
I finest, and therefore into his little hand
: the shilling was put.
+ Effie feltJ very happy, and as soon
as they left the school she led him to
the grocer's shop, and had the pleasure
4 of seeing the money spent in little
. comforts for Robin's poor old grand-
+ Dame Brown soon heard the whole
4 story from her old neighbor, Robin's
j: grandmother, how the dear girl had
. given up her own pleasure for the
$ good of others.
A few days after, Effie found a small

parcel on. the table in her own little i
room, For the generous girl," and
on opening it there was a little work-
box, with thimble, scissors, and cottons, :$
and printed on the lid, From an old $
friend." Guess her joy and delight! $
she ran to Robin, but he knew nothing "
4 of it, and then to the good dame.
The old lady examined the box very :
carefully, as if she knew no more about o
Sit than Robin did, but a smile on her ,
. kind face told all that Eflie wished to
4 know; so she threw her arms around :
her, exclaiming, 0, thank you I $
will keep it for your sake! and I will :
: be so good, and so careful, so tidy, so ;
$ everything! *
S"You deserve it, my dear little girl; :
$ so say no more about it, but remember, $
$ always, It is more blessed to give than $
4 to receive.'" $

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t. ^ LITTLE MOUSE once found fault :,
4. with its supper. It wanted what
Sit could not have. My child," said ;|
its old mother, your supper is better
than many little mice get; many little :*
.: mice get nothing." This did not make .,
: it any better pleased or more thankful. $
! "It did not care whether other little $:
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Smice went hungry or not," it said;
: for its part it wanted cheese;, and .
$ because it could not have it, it ran up t
S into a corner of the hole, turned its $
. back, and pouted. Ah! I'm afraid $
* there are other naughty children who .
^ do just so. ;"
: uCan't I go and get some myself?" ;
$ cried the foolish little mouse. My :
: child," said the patient mother, you :(
: know not the traps that are set in our :'

way. Have you forgot the great yel-
: low cat, that ate up your cousins ? Re- :+
$ member how well you are off, and let :.
well enough alone." "*
. No sooner was her back turned, :
4 however, than out came the little mouse *
From the corner, let itself down the +
hole, and scampered in the direction $
3 of the pantry. On its way it met a *
. dashing young rat, and asked his ad- $
$ vice. "Nothing dare, nothing have," :(
4. said the rat. That advice pleased the .
$ little mouse, and it marched boldly on
^-it knew where, for it had often :
heard the old rats describe it. :
: At length it reached a secret open- -
ing into the pantry, and found it-
stopped up. How angry the little ;(
mouse was! Heedless of danger, it
. began to gnaw, gnaw, gnaw, gnaw,
without stopping to listen. A rich

I nibble and a full meal were all it *
* thought of. At last it contrived to g
$ squeeze in, as tickled as could be, and :(
t laughing in its sleeve at its cautious :$
old mother. In this state of mind, just :$
. rounding a firkin, a couple of glassy $
- eyes, a huge mouth, and monstrous .*
+ whiskers confronted it. Where to go 4-
+: and what to do it knew not; but it took .
* to its legs, got out of a door, then hid,
: then ran again, the yellow cat at its +
: heels. Did she catch it ? Some time .
t after she was seen licking her lips; :$
but she kept dark, answering no ques- +
tions. *
Its mother came in from her walk .1
Sunder the burdock leaves, and never +*
saw her mouse again. "Ah! it is a :
sorry sign when children find fault with :'
what is set before them," she said, and t
^ sighed. +


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CAW, caw!" says the crow ; $
Spring has come again, I know; t
For, as sure as I am born,
There's a farmer planting corn.
I shall breakfast there, I trow,
Ere his corn begins to grow." -
SQuack, quack says the duck;
Was there ever such good luck ?
Spring has cleared this pond of ice, :t
SBy her magic, in a trice,
Just as Goodman Drake and I
SIts smooth surface wished to try." *


" "Cluck, cluck!" says the hen; .
+ "Spring-time has come back again.
: Every day an egg I lay 4
In the barn amongst the hay.
$ And I scratch the field all over, :
Where the farmer sowed his clover." -
"Bob-o-link-link-link," '
Stopping at the brook to drink,
Looks up at the broad, blue sky, .
Thinks upon his nest close by,
Carols forth a joyous lay,
. Spreads his wings and flies away.
^ Joys breathe, in the opening spring,
- Forth from every living thing;
: Birdies warble, brooklets leap, -*
Flowers waken from their sleep.
Let our hearts, these happy days,
Sing in grateful songs of praise.

was the son of pious.
parents. He was
the oldest of a family
of four boys, and was
of a bold and daring dispo-
sition. One summer's
morning, when he was
twelve years old, his father
came to him and said, Henry,
my boy, this is your birthday, and I
am going to give you and your broth-
ers holiday this afternoon; you may .
go into the fields, and take one or two
of your friends with you."
The afternoon came, bright and
beautiful. Before starting, Mr. Stanley
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said, Henry, you are older than any
of your brothers or friends; you must, "
: therefore, set them a good example.
^ Don't go through farmer Clarke's field,
for there is a dangerous bull there. Go
*$ round by the lane. Now mind what I
+ say.
4 Mr. Stanley then told Henry to
4 take great care of Frank, his youngest
+ brother. Frank was a beautiful child,
$ about six years of age, with bright %
: dark eyes and rosy cheeks, the pride $
3 and pet of the family. *
4 When they had gone some distance, $
$ they came to farmer Clarke's field and
+ the lane, which were close together. *
+ Here they stopped. "I wish we could *
3 only go through the field," said Henry,
$ in a fretful, grumbling tone, it's so
$ much nearer. I'm sure the bull won't
$ hurt us. I don't think father knew
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we had Roughie with us, or I'm sure ^
he wouldn't have forbidden us to--
0, do come along the lane," said $
his brother Alfred; "it's not much fur-
Sther; and if we go through the field
we shall be disobeying father."
S"Well," said Henry, "let me stop :$
and look through the gate; I should :
like, at least, to see this bull."
Frank came to the gate with Rough--
* ie, and sat singing on the stile, tying
flowers which he had gathered by the
way on Roughie's neck. Presently he
saw a bright butterfly, and knowing ?
nothing about the bull, he slipped off
the stile and ran into the field. Mean- *
while Henry looked through the gate,
but saw nothing of the bull. "It isn't
here," said he; but he had hardly spo-
ken the words before he heard a low
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bellowing. Not in the least frightened,
Henry climbed up the gate. At +
length he saw the bull approaching
slowly, though he did not appear to $
see him. He then got down, not no-
ticing Frank ; he did not even look for
him, as he thought he was with his
brothers, who were walking up the +
lane. He next opened the gate, which
was fastened very securely, saying,
Now for some fun.'* Thoughtless,
wicked boy! Thus he went into the
" transgressor's way !" We shall see
directly how hard he found it.
SHe picked up some stones, and en-
tering the field, he began to throw them
: at the bull. Directly the bull began
$ pawing the ground, and bellowing with
$ rage. Now Henry was frightened, and
$ ran out of the field, but forgetting to
. fasten the gate after him !
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His brothers
/ \A& were gone some
+ distance, and were *
seated on the bank
at the road side :
waiting for him. :
Henry came up, $
/ panting for breath, :
and cried, "You
cowards! You
were afraid of *
the bull! Why-" 4.
$ Here Alfred interrupted him, saying $
in a quick and hurried tone, "Where's :
T Frankie 2 0 Henry! why didn't you .
bring him with you!"
3: Henry stopped, and turned pale.
He must have come but here he
I was interrupted again by seeing the
bull coming up the lane at full speed
towards them. Henry shrieked with
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terror, and tried to follow his brothers,
Swho were running with all their might. :+
But presently the bull overtook him, :*
. tossed him high up in the air, and left :
him lying senseless in the road. In .
3 this state he was picked up and carried $
$ home. The enraged animal continued :
on, and running at Frank, tossed him
over the hedge into the next field. '*
> It was a long time before Henry be- :'
$ came conscious. When he first came "
3 to his senses, he found himself in a
I darkened room, with the curtains drawn *
: closely round his bed. He raised $
himself on one side and listened. +-
He heard some one sighing deeply. ;
1 "Mother," he murmured softly.. The :(
curtains were opened. "Mother,
what has happened ?" .,
1" You have been ill, my child," said *
his mother, quietly; and smoothing

his pillow, she laid his head down on it.
: Henry seemed confused and bewildered. -
: At length he said, Mother, have I :
: been dreaming ? What a fright I had !
How strange it seems I But, mother, +
Z no! I've not been dreaming. I re-$
1 member it all now. 0, mother, 'tell
me, do tell me where Frankie is!" Y
"In heaven, my child! dear little
Frankie is a beautiful angel now."
SO0, mother, I have killed him! Can
you ever forgive me ? I never can be
happy any more. My brother! 0, my
brother I" No words can express the
anguish of poor Henry's heart when he
thought that his darling pet, his dear *
; little Frankie, was in his tiny grave, +
brought there through his disobedience;
: and that he should never hear his mer-
ry laugh again when playing with old
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