Baby day pictures & stories


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Baby day pictures & stories
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Baby day pictures and stories
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University of Florida
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Pictures & Stories.






Oh, Mary! Pussic has five little
kittens! They are so pretty! Let
us oive them each a name. The
white one shall be Snow, the black
one Jet, the one you have shall be
Nip, and the two in the basket
we will call Fluff and Muff. Won't
it be nice when they can play with
you and me ? Pussie, you must
take good care of your kittens.
You shall have plenty of milk and
a soft bed to lie on. How I love
you, dear Pussie, and your darling
wee babies! Don't you love
Mary and me, Pussie ? And Puss
says, Mew, mew, you know I


Oh, you (larlingl little chickies!
I must carry v-ou in and show you
to Mammla; she is sick an(d cannot
come out to see you;" and Eva
picked up the little soft, downy
things, and put them in her apron.
Cluck,cluck,"said Mother Hen,
"don't take my babies away, my
dear little chickens I love so!" She
clucked and made such a racket
that Grandma came out to see
what it was about. When Grand-
ma knew what Eva wished to do,
she showed her how to hold up
her apron so the chicks would )e
safe. Mother Hen, don't get angry;
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"Mamma, may Mary and I
have a picnic?" said Sarah Green.
"Where do you want to go, and
who will you have?" said her
"Oh, we will take our dollies,
and go under the big apple tree."
"Yes," said Mamma, and she
gave them some nice cakes and a
pitcher of milk. They took their
little plates and cups, and all the
dolls; there were Augusta the big
wax doll, Miss Victoria who could
move her head and arms every
kind of way, Blanche, Flora, and
little wee Tiny. Tibbie," their
pet cat, was invited, and she be-



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haved herself quite like a little lady.
She had a saucer of milk, and did
not ask for any more. They were
all very happy! They played
"keeping house." Sarah would
take one of the dolls and visit
Mary, and pretend she was Mrs.
Wilson going to call on Mrs.
Green. How do you do, Mrs.
Green ?" said Sarah. I have
brought my little girl to see you
and your little Tiny." Come in,
Mrs. Wilson; I'm so glad to see
you and your little girl," said Mrs.
Green. Then Mrs. Wilson would
go home, and Mrs. Green would
take Tiny and go and see Mrs.
Wilson. So they played all the



Frank's papa gave him a little
ship. He called it the Lady
Gay." He said it should go to
Africa, and bring home a parrot
for his sister May. So May and
he went down to the fountain in
the lawn, to sail the ship. It had
white sails, and looked so pretty
on the water! Frank pushed it
along with a stick. Once, he tried
to make it go very fast, and he
pushed so hard, it fell over. It
"filled with water, and lost two of
its masts. He had hard work to
get it ashore again. So it could
not go to Africa, and May did not
Sget her pretty Polly !


What beautiful cockatoos! They
have snow white feathers. On the
top Of their heads, they have some
feathers that they can lift up or
down as they like. These are
called crests." Sometimes the
crest'feathers are a lovely yellow
color, and sometimes rose color.
They look so, pretty when they
raise these feathers up! They do
not talk so much as parrots do.
,\ They say "Pretty Cocky, pretty
I think the big one on the tree
is cross, and will not let the little
one rest. Fie, Cocky! you should
not be selfish. Stop scolding, do!


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See, Lucy, what a nice box of
blocks Aunt Mary has given me.
Let us go in the garden and build
a house."
Make me a dolly house," said
Lucy. So I will," said her
brother; "bring Dolly and we will
put her in it." Dolly was put in a
basket; she lay there very quietly
while her house was being built.
Herbert laid the blocks very
straight, and put one row above
the other, but he left a space for a
window for Dolly to look out by.
Carlo, the big dog, went with
them. Perhaps he thought such a
fine house must be for him.



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Dear me! what is all that noise
about? Go, Katie, and see what
Lance is barking for," said Mrs.
Brown to her little daughter.
Lance was a beautiful white
dog. He had long, silky hair, and
his curly tail looked liked a lovely
feather. Minnie was a pretty kit-
ten, full of mischief. She liked to
chase the little chickens and the
tiny ducklings. She did not mean
to hurt them, but the mother hens
and ducks thought she wanted to
eat them, so they made a terrible
noise when Pussy came in the yard.
One day some of the hens came
in the garden, and the chicks came

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also. Mrs. Duck too with her
little ducklings, and a fine time
they all had! They scratched up
the pretty flowers, bit off the cur-
rants, and made everything untidy.
Minnie was there too, running in
and out, chasing the little chicks
and scaring the mothers out of
their wits; and they made such a
noise, Lance went to see what it
was all about.
Minnie and Lance were great
friends, but Lance would always
scold and bark at her, when she
was doing naughty tricks, and so,
he was telling her to get out and
go in the house," but Kitty was
saucy and would not go. She
stuck up her tail and spit at Lance,


and said as plain as Pussies can,
"I won't! who cares for you ?"
Now Katie came, and caught
up Minnie and gave her a good
whipping ; then she and Lance
drove all the ducks and chickens
back into the barnyard, and fast-
ened the gate so they could not
get out.
She gave Lance a good break-
fast of milk and cakes, but naughty
little Pussy, she put into the closet
without any breakfast, and kept
her there all the morning. Minnie
did not like this; she loved milk,
and she was very hungry and
wanted her breakfast. So after
this day she took good care to keep
away from the flower garden.



This kite is -too large and too
heavy for these little boys. The
string is not strong enough for
such a big kite. It has broken.
See how sorry Thomas looks!
Poor frry has tumbled over the
big tree. His hat has fallen off,
and the ball of string is in his hand.
What a pretty kite it is There
is a picture of the Sun and the
Moon, and some little stars.
The Sun and Moon look as if
they were laughing at the boys.
Never mind, Thomas and
Harry. Take your kite home, and
John will give you some stronger
string for it.

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Poor Sam is lame. He fell one
day on the ice, and broke his leg,
and it never got well. He was a
very good boy, and helped his
motlWer a gitat deal. He went on
errant. fi c 3 ier. They were very
poor. Once his mother was sick
for a long time, and poor Sam
wished so much he could buy her
some of those nice cherries he
saw in the market.
SHe went by the stalls, feeling
and looking very sad. At last, he
came to one, where. a nice, kind-
looking old man, was selling fruit
and other things. He saw Sam,
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face; so he took a big handful of
his best cherries, and said, Will'
you have some?" Sammy was
very glad, and thanked the kind
Qld man.
"Why don't you eat them ?"
said the man.
"Oh, no,"'said Sam, "I shall take
these to my mother, who is very
sick; but perhaps she will get well
if she eats them."
The- good man was pleased to
see Sam loved to give his mother
the cherries, rather than eat them
himself. He asked him where he
lived. Sam told him. The next
day, the kind man took a basket
full of good things to the sick
mothe.r. He told her what a good


son she had. He sent a good doc-
tor to see her, and in a few weeks
she was made quite well. Mr.
Brown, their kind friend, took
her and Sam into the country
where he lived. Sam was so
happy, for he loved the country.
He milked the cow, took care of
the poultry, and kept the garden
looking so nice, that Mr. Brown
said, he should not go back to the
city again, but live with him and be
his son, as he had none of his own."
The good, sweet country air
made Sam grow 'strong and
healthy. He loved to see the
cherries come, for he said, they
have brought me this home;" and
he was very grateful.


Little Paul Pry," was the name
Louisa got, because she was always
peeping into everybody's boxes and
drawers, and meddling with what
did not belong to her. One day,
she 'opened her mother's writing
desk, and upset the ink all over
the red velvet cover. Another
time, she upset the workbox, and
the things all rolled over the
floor. But now she has got into
a nice bit of mischief. She
has- found Grandpa's spectacles,
and his snuff box. She is going
to open it. "I wonder what is in
it?" said little Paul Pry. "Why,
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be, I wonder!" She put her
nose to it; well, it did not smell
very bad; she thought it must
be something to eat, so she poured
some into her hand, and tossed
it in her mouth. Oh, dear! how
sick it makes her! She jumped
up, and the box upset, and the
snuff went into her eyes and
nose, and she screamed, and cried,
till every one ran to see what was
the matter. Her mother lid not
scold her, for she knew she was
punished enough already. She
washed her face, and got the
nasty stuff out of her eyes and
nose. Louisa said she would
never again meddle with what
did not concern her.


Nat and George went into the
country to visit Uncle James. One
day the boys found a tiny gray
squirrel which had fallen from its
nest. Uncle James said the old
squirrels had been shot by some
bad boys. Nat and George took
the squirrel home, and fed him
every day. They have a little
cage where little Silverskin, as they
call him, sleeps at night. Next
summer, when they go to Uncle
James's again, the boys mean to
let him loose near where they
found him. They will be sorry to
part with him, but Mamma says
he will be happier in the woods.


There are many kinds of deer.
In the cold countries, where there
is nothing but ice the whole year,
they are used as horses. Horses
could not live in such cold places.
These deer are called Reindeer."
They go very fast over the snow.
In England, they have a beautiful
little deer, they called the Fallow
deer." They are so pretty they
have spots over them; they are
very tame, for they are kept by
rich people as pets, and are not
allowed to be shot, nor hunted as
other deer are. All deer have
horns. This one must be quite
young, for its horns are small.



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Herbert is sick. He cannot leave
his bed. He gets tired of lying
there all day, so Mamma bought
him a little bird. It is very
tame. It will go on his hand, and
will eat sugar out of Herbert's
mouth. He has a pretty golden
cage, but he is very glad when
the door is opened, for then Dick
flies out. If you call cherry,
cherry," he will come to you. You
can make any bird tame, if you
are kind to him. Hold a piece of
apple or salad in your hand, and
talk to him. He will very soon
understand that it is meant for him;
and learn to take it.

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Froggie upon the bank did lay,
Warming himself one sunny day;
A vain, old, ugly frog was he,
And just as proud as he could be.
.A little fish swam in the brook,
And at the froggie gave a look,
Then Mr. Frog, to his surprise,
Puffed himself up to monstrous size!
" Behold, how big I am," he cries;
" Look at my form and brilliant
My beauty, sir, is very clear,
And talked about both far and
And so he puffed, and puffed, and
But very soon he had to rue;
A stork stood near upon a log,
And gobbled up the boastful frog!

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Baby is having a fine ride in
the basket. Sister Mary has been
to the field helping Father to make
hay. She took Baby with her, and
he played under the big chestnut
tree, while she raked the hay up
into little hills.
Toby the dog was with them,
and he stayed by Baby and played
with him. Baby had a ball, and
he would throw it about, and Toby
would run and bring it back in his
mouth. Then Baby fell asleep,
and the little dog lay quite still, by
his side, for he would not leave
his tiny friend one minute. Mary
said, "Toby, take care of Baby,"



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and Toby knew he must not go
When Mary had finished work,
and it was time to go home, she
put Baby in the big basket and
carried it on her back; but Toby
did not like this; he was afraid
Baby was not quite safe, for he
jumped and said, "bow wow, bow
wow," but Baby and Mary only
laughed at him. Toby kept bark-
ing all the way. He could not
make it out at all, and when they
got home, and Baby was taken
out of the basket, Toby was so
pleased! Now it was all right,
and he jumped and frisked about
with joy, and Baby danced with


Blinkie was a funny little brown
owl. He fell out of a tree when
he was very young. Frank found
him and took him home, fed him
on raw meat, and made a pet of
him. He would cuddle in Frank's
arms, and blink his big eyes at you.
He was out on a bush one day,
when two robins flew at him and
almost killed him. The birds
thought he would hurt their little
ones. As Blinkie could not see
very well, the robins had the best
of it. Frank saw him in time, and
drove the birds away, and saved
Blinkie's life. After all, Blinkie
would rather live in the woods.


Herr Fischer was a kind old
German gentleman. He was very
fond of dogs, and had a number of
them for his pets. In the picture
you see Ben and Buff," two pug
dogs. Some dogs are often cross
and ugly, and will snarl and snap
at every one; but Ben and Buff
were kind and gentle. They did
a great many funny tricks. They
would sit up and.bark when they
wanted a cake. They would make
believe they were tipsy, and roll
and stagger about from side to side
like a tipsy man does when he,
tries to walk.
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very much, and would make the
dogs do their tricks for his little
visitors. You see he has put Ben
and Buff up on the wall where
Fanny Gray is sitting, and she
says to Buff, Give me your paw?"
and Buff holds himself up and
puts his paw in her hand, just as
if he would say, How do you do,
Miss Fanny?" He isa very polite
dog. Ben sits up and looks as if
he too would like to shake hands
with little Fanny. Ben's master
will ask Ben if he will smoke?
Ben" sits up and Herr Fischer
puts a pipe in his mouth; but
when he asks Buff, he will say,
"bow wow, bow wow," and will
run away.


Mister Stork stood by the pond
watching for some breakfast. "Oh,
dear," said he, I am so hungry.
I saw a fine fat frog sunning him-
self on this stone yesterday. If
he would only come here now, I
would gobble him up very quickly."
You would, would you ?" said
a squeaky voice. Don't think it
so easy to catch me as all that. I
think I am as knowing as you."
"Are you, indeed ?" said the
Stork. Look here, Froggie, see
this big fly. Is he not a beauty?"
Silly Froggie popped out his
head to look, and in a moment
Mister Stork had him.


"Now, Dolly, you must go fo
sleep," said little Ella, and she sat
down on her little chair in her
mother's bedroom, and took Dolly
on her lap, and began to sing:
Little baby, go to sleep,
Shut your pretty eye,
Mother dear will near you keep,
And rock you if you cry.
Little baby, take your nap,
For you're tired with play;
Soft your bed on mother's lap,
Darling you can stay!
Ella is going to make Dolly a
new dress, for I see a pair of scis-
sors on the floor, and some cloth
and her little work basket. Ella
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What does hang in Harry's hand ?
It is a little mouse;
Was it not a silly -thing,
To leave its little house?:"
Pussy jumps with eager glee,
Open mouth and sparkling eyes,
Thinking of the coming meal
Off the little dainty prize.
Little Mousie, why did you
Run into the naughty trap ?
Had you done what Mother bid;
You'd escaped the pussy cat.
Little folks must never stray
From their home so far away;
They must mind what they are bid,
Or they'll find what Mousie did.

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Susie and Tom were sent by
their mother to look for eggs. She
was going to the city to sell them.
Tom had long wanted a drum, and
his mother promised to buy him
one for his birthday.
Susie was a very good little girl;
minded what her mother said, and
helped her all she could.
I am sorry to say, Master Tom.
was not a good boy. He was in-
clined to be disobedient. He was
a careless little fellow; and was for-
ever tearing his clothes, and tum-
bling down, and hurting himself.
They took their little baskets,
and went for the eggs. The hens



had been very busy, and had laid
a pretty white egg in every box in
the hen house, and some under the
currant bushes; so Susie and Tom
soon had their baskets full.
Susie told Tom that he must be
very careful and not go too fast, or
he would be sure to fall down and
break the eggs.
Tom did not mind his sister, and
began to run; he ran so fast that he
did not see a big stone that laid in
the path, and over he went! The
basket fell down, and all the eggs
were smashed!
He cried very bitterly, for he
knew his mother could not now,
buy him his drum. He deserved


Johnnie's father was afraid to
have him go into the stable to feed
Prince, the horse, so he placed the
oats in a box fixed in a way that
when a string was pulled, the bot-
tom of the box fell, and the oats
slipped into the manger. At noon,
Johnnie would pull the string.
One day he forgot it till late, and
then he found the box empty.
This happened twice, so Johnnie
watched to see who fed the horse.
It was Prince himself. He reached,
his head forward and pulled the
string in his teeth. After this,
Johnnie tied the string where
prince could not reach.


Do you see little.Mary Gray?
She lives in that pretty cottage.
One day she was playing in the
road, and she saw a tiny flower
among the grass that grew along
the roadside.
Mary loved flowers, and she
stooped to look at the pretty blos-
som. There were five large green
leaves and one little white flower,
with a wee spot of yellow in the
middle. It looked like a little star.
Mary told her mother, and asked
if she might not dig it up, and
plant it in her own little garden.
Her mother said "yes;" so she
got her little spade, and took it



carefully up and put it in the little
One morning she went to look
at her pet flower, and give it a
drink of water, and there she saw
a tiny green lump where the yel-
low had been. Day by day she
watched this, and soon she saw it
grew bigger and bigger; then it
began to get red, and it went on
and on growing bigger and redder
every day, and soon there came
other little berries, and they also
grew big and red.
What do you think this -little
plant with its beautiful red berries
I think you know! It was a
little wild strawberry. One day


a gardener came and saw the tiny
plant. He told Mary how to
niake it grow bigger, and have
bigger berries, and next year they
were very big. Now we see
strawberries that are as big as a
half dollar, but none of the large
berries are as sweet as the wild
strawberry. Almost every one
.likes strawberries. When the cold
winter-has gone, and spring comes
with its warm sunny days, how
glad we are to see the pretty red
strawberry! And I know. some
one else who loves to eat straw-
berries. Mr. Robin knows where
to go to find them, and he is always
on the watch for them when they
are getting ripe.


Here is little Carrie Jones, all
dressed up in her mother's cap
and cloak. She has her dolly in
her arms, and pretends she is
Mrs. Jones, going to take the baby
out for a walk.
Little Frankie has come in, with
a basket of chips on his back, and
he says, How do, Mrs. Jones ?
want wood to-day?"
How do you sell it, Mr. Hall?"
said the little Mrs. Jones. "Twen-
ty-five cents a basket, good, dry
wood." This is what Mr. Hall
used to say to his mother.
Well, leave me a basket full,
Mr. Hall; put it in the box there,"



said Carrie. Would you like a
cooky, Mr. Hall? I baked some
to-day, and they are very good."
I think I would," said Frankie.
" I like cakes; they are jolly good.
How is the baby to-day, Ma'am ?"
"My baby has the whooping-
cough, and I am going to take her
out for a walk. I must go now, so
good-bye, Mr. Hall; call again next
"Good-bye, Mrs. Jones. I'll be
sure to come, and please have
some more cakes when I come;"
and off went Frankie with his
empty basket, and Carrie went to
visit her schoolmate next door.
You can see her with her little
doll, having tea in the next room.


Helen," said Mamma, "to-mor-
row will be Papa's birthday; would
you like to make him a pincush-
ion to carry in his pocket ?"
Oh, yes, Mamma," said Helen.
" Let me begin now."
Very well. Bring my bag of
silk, and we will cut one out."
Helen did so, and watched her
mother cut and tack the pieces to-
gether. Mamma showed- Heltn
how to sew them. When it was
done, Helen stuck pins all round.
When Papa found it on the break-
fast table, he said it was very use-
ful, and valued it because it was the
work of his loving daughter.


"Oh, you little mischiefs! what
are you doing at the pump ?
Mother's washtub, Jimmy's water-
ing pot, and Father's big pitcher !"
"Going to wash Dolly's clothes,"
said Susan; "don't you know she
is going to a party, and must
have a clean dress on?"
"Clean dress, indeed! pretty
kind of clean dress you'll have,
when you get through your wash-
ing;" and Grandma laughed at
the idea. "And pray, Miss,- what
-are you going to do with the water
pot? Won't Jim scold when he it gone from the hook ?"
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potatoes," said Mary; Papa said
he did wish it would rain, the
potatoes wanted water so badly !"
"And it is the potato field
you are going to water!" and
Grandma sat down on the step,
and laughed. Did I ever see
such busy girls!" said she; "bless
your little hearts. Give me Dol-
ly's things, and I'll wash them all
clean;. and don't you worry your
little heads about the potatoes.
Oh, dear! oh, dear!" and Grand-
ma, laughed again. The little
girls felt angry, being laughed at;
but they knew Grandma loved
them dearly; and as she was go-
ing to wash Miss Dolly's things,
they soon forgot their anger.


"See-saw, Marjory Daw," sang
Bell, as she and. May teetered back
and forth on one of the boards that
lay across the old fence.
Take care, children," said
Mamma, "don't go so high, or you
will fall."
The little girls kept on, never
heeding Mamma's warning. But
soon May leaned a little on one
side, and off she tumbled.
Then Mamma heard a great cry,
and went out to see if the children
were hurt. But May and Bell
were safe. They were only fright-
ened. They promised not to go
so high again.


Mabel is so tired with playing,
Mamma has taken her up and is
going to tell her a story. What
shall it be about?" said Mamma.
" Tommy and the Bee, please
Mamma." So Mamma began.
" Little bee, little bee, where are
you going?"
Said lazy Thomas one day;
" Oh can't you stop for a moment,
And come to me and play ?"
"No, no," said the bee, "I must
hurry home,
With my bag of honey so sweet;
My children are hungry, their sup-
per they want,
And I must take them their


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"Get up, lazy Tom, and go to
your work,
And learn your lesson for school,
Or when you grow up the people
will cry,
There goes a dunce and a.fool!"
Butterfly, butterfly, can't you stop?
0, pray don't hurry away."
No, no, lazy boy, I must be on
the wing,
And visit the flowers so gay."
Then up Tommy jumped, and
vowed that no more
An idler or truant he'd be;
Off he went to his work, and every
one said,
No merrier lad could you see!
"Thank you, Mamma," said.
'Mabel, I hope I shall never be
called lazy. I will be a busy bee."


Bessie had two canary birds.
One day she gave them a box and
some pieces of straw, twine, and
soft cotton. The birds went to
work and soon had a nest made.
Each day the mother bird laid one
egg, until there were four blue eggs
with tiny black spots at one end
in the nest. Mrs. Bird would sit
on them most of the time, and her
mate would bring her food. When
she flew off he would take her
place and keep the eggs warm.
At last the young birds were
hatched, and Bessie thought them
so funny. They seemed all neck,
but each day they grew bigger, and


when they were nine days old their
eyes were open. After about two
weeks more one of them hopped
out of the nest on to the perch.
He looked so fine stretching his
wings, and pluming his feathers,
and one after another followed, un-
til they all were out. They soon
learned to eat from Bessie's hand,
and would come on her finger
when she called. Bessie named
them Dandy, Tiny, Pete and Rex.
She called the one Rex, because
he had a crest on the top of his
head which looked like a crown.
Bessie knew kings had crowns, and
that Rex meant king. She showed
her birds to every one, and was
very proud of them.

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