Aunt Louisa's welcome guest

Material Information

Aunt Louisa's welcome guest comprising: My favourites, Rover's dinner party, Our boys and girls
Series Title:
Aunt Louisa's coloured gift books
Cover title:
Welcome guest
Added title page title:
My favourites
Added title page title:
Rover's dinner party
Added title page title:
Our boys and girls
Valentine, L ( Laura ), d. 1899
Kronheim, Joseph Martin, 1810-1896 ( Printer of plates )
Frederick Warne and Co ( Publisher )
Place of Publication:
Frederick Warne and Co.
Publication Date:
Physical Description:
1 v. (various pagings) : col. ill. ; 27 cm.


Subjects / Keywords:
Animals -- Juvenile literature ( lcsh )
Dogs -- Juvenile literature ( lcsh )
Children -- Juvenile literature ( lcsh )
Social classes -- Juvenile literature ( lcsh )
Natural history -- Juvenile literature ( lcsh )
Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature ( lcsh )
Children's poetry ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1886 ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1886
Children's poetry ( lcsh )
Spatial Coverage:
England -- London
Target Audience:
juvenile ( marctarget )


General Note:
Date of publication from inscription.
General Note:
Contains non-fiction prose and verse.
General Note:
Baldwin Library copy: p. 3 of Rover's dinner party torn affecting text.
Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
Statement of Responsibility:
with full-page illustrations from origianl designs ; printed in colours by Kronheim.

Record Information

Source Institution:
University of Florida
Holding Location:
Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
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Resource Identifier:
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67837453 ( OCLC )

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T HE THRUSH is one of our best songsters. Very early in the
spring and till late in the autumn its delightful song is heard
in the woods and pleasure grounds. It generally builds its nest in a
holly-tree, a hawthorn, or in some bush, and not very far from the ground.
The nest is a very pretty one, made of dried grass and green moss, with
a little earth or clay intermixed; it is lined with rotten wood. Here
the Thrush lays four or five eggs, of a pale blue colour, marked with
dusky spots on the larger end. While the hen sits, the male bird brings
her food. Thrushes eat a great many snails, which they seem to like
even better than worms. They break the snail-shell against a stone
very cleverly, and catch the snail as it falls out. Sometimes a Thrush
will choose one particular stone to break them on, and will carry all
the snails it finds to that spot. The Thrush takes great care of its
nestlings, and feeds them on grubs and caterpillars.
The BLACKBIRD does not sing quite so well as the Thrush, but
he has a very cheery, mellow song, and can learn to whistle tunes, which,
it is said, he never forgets. The Blackbirds build early in the spring;
the nest is generally placed in a bush, and is made of grass, stems, and
roots, mixed with mud. The eggs are of a bluish-green, marked with
dusky spots. The mother bird is very bold in defence of her nestlings;
and a pair of Blackbirds have been seen to drive off a cat which came
to steal their little birds. The Blackbird is useful to the farmer, as it
devours a great quantity of worms, insects, and grubs, and thus fairly
earns a few cherries now and then from the well-laden trees.


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SHEMACAW is a very beautiful bird. Its native country is South
America, in the warmest parts of which it lives, preferring
swampy grounds, and places where there are plenty of palm-trees.
Macaws live in pairs on the summits, or highest branches, of trees.
They wander to some little distance from their home by day in search
of food, but always return to the same tree in the evening. They build
their nests in the hollow of decayed trees, and lay two eggs twice a year.
Both birds sit on them in turn. They are very fond of fruit, and climb
after it easily by means of their beak and claws. The voice of the Macaw
is very harsh and loud-in fact, a piercing scream. It can be taught to
speak a word or two, but never talks as well as other Parrots. It makes
an affectionate pet. A lady had a Macaw which would fly above her
head when she walked for a distance of three miles, tantalizing her Skye
terrier by flying occasionally (only just out of his reach) immediately
before him. This bird would sit on a bare tree in the snow, now and
then coming in to warm his feet, and then returning to his cold perch.
The COCKATOO, like the Macaw, is of the Parrot family, but is
distinguished from its relations by having a pretty crest of feathers on
its head, which it can raise or put down as it pleases. It takes its
name from the cry it constantly utters, which sounds like cockatoo,
cockatoo." These beautiful birds come from the Molucca Islands and
Australia. In these countries they live in great flocks on the lofty
trees, their white plumage looking beautiful against the dark woods.
They like to dwell near rivers and swamps. They feed on nuts,
hard seeds, and roots, and generally swallow a few small stones with
their food. They do a great deal of mischief to trees by stripping the
bark off the small branches. They build their nest in the hollows of
decayed trees, and in it the hen lays two eggs of the purest white.
The Cockatoo is a very affectionate and gentle pet, but cannot learn
to talk well. It never says more than "pretty cockatoo."


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T HIS noble Dog is the true friend of man. He is faithful, sen-
sible, strong, and affectionate. In his native country, New-
foundland, he draws sledges laden with wood and provisions over
rugged roads; or he plunges into the stream, to bring out of it the
birds his master has shot.
The NEWFOUNDLAND has really only one fault. His temper is a
little uncertain. Still, many of these Dogs are as good tempered as it
is possible to be. The number of lives saved by the Newfoundland
Dog cannot be counted.
Only a very short time ago a poor boy fell off the Thames Em-
bankment into the river. A gentleman who was happily passing with
a Newfoundland Dog by his side, sent it out at once after the sinking
child. It dived, and soon returned, holding the boy's clothes between
his teeth. The lad was saved by the dog.
It will also faithfully guard anything entrusted to its care, lying
down by its charge and never leaving it, not to be tempted away by
nice food or frightened by threats. A lady once told her Newfound-
land Dog to take care of her umbrella. He lay down before it. Soon
after (she had walked into the garden), she sent her sister in for it, as
it looked like rain. Neptune knew the sister very well, and liked her.
He wagged his tail with pleasure at seeing her; but when she tried
to take hold of the umbrella, he growled very deeply, as much as to say,
" Don't touch that umbrella, or I must bite you." And so she wisely
left it alone, and ran back to tell her sister that no one could now get
her umbrella but herself.
There are several varieties of the Newfoundland Dog. One of
these-a very common one-is not much larger than a Water-Spaniel;
it is quite black. It has all the good qualities of the larger dog.
It is GOD who in His goodness has given us the dog as our friend,
companion, and protector; and we should feel grateful to Him for be-
stowing on us so good a gift as the faithful Newfoundland.

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T HE CALF is a favourite with every one. It looks so playful and
pretty, bounding by the side of its mother in the green meadows
all covered with buttercups and daisies, or standing, as it is in the
picture, in the farmyard, waiting for its mother, the Cow, to come home
from the pond, where she has gone for water. It is a gentle little
creature. The Cow loves it very much, and will never leave it wil-
lingly. When it "baas" from the farmyard, she answers it with a
loving low from the meadow.
The flesh of a Calf is called veal." Rennet, by means of which
milk is turned into cheese, is the membrane of a Calf's stomach.
Calf's skin is used for binding books.
But though the Calf is such a favourite, I am sure you will
wonder when you hear that a great nation in former days worshipped
it. These were the Egyptians, who, when they found a Calf with the
mark of a white half-moon on its forehead, used to call it their God
Apis, and worship it.
And I dare say you remember the story in the Bible of the
Israelites, when in the Wilderness, making Aaron set up a golden
Calf for them to worship, while Moses was up in the Mount with
GOD; and how angry GOD was with them for being so wicked; for
they knew better than the Egyptians, who had not been taught by GOD
as they had.
How thankful we ought to be that GOD has taught us to know
Himself-the true and only GOD--and not left us to worship any-
thing we pleased! for the wisest people cannot know about the true
GOD unless He teaches them.
The reason people long ago thought the Calf a sacred animal
was because it is so useful when it becomes a Cow; for then it gives
men milk, and cream, and cheese, and butter. Its skin makes leather,
and its flesh is beef.
The Ox, Cow, and, of course, therefore, the Calf (which becomes
an Ox or Cow) are most valuable to men.
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T H ESE little animals came to us at first from South America.
They are found wild chiefly in Guiana, Brazil, and Peru; but
they have been so long reared in England, that we may consider them
natives of our island now, at least, in a tame state, for there are no
wild Guinea Pigs except in America.
The Guinea Pig is rather a dull little animal. It does not seem to
feel pleased at being stroked or noticed, but to care only for its food.
In its wild state the Guinea Pig is not found alone or in pairs,
but many together, running and squeaking about in company.
They live in dry lands covered with brushwood, under which they
hide during the day, coming out at night in search of food, and in
order to run about and play. Their food, in their wild state, consists
of vegetables, roots, and grass; but when kept in captivity, they will
eat bread, cake, and fruit. It used to be said that Guinea Pigs never
drank, but that was a mistake: when their food is dry they will drink
water if they can get it.
As they came at first from very warm countries, of course they
feel the winter cold very much. It is right, therefore, to let them have
a warm cosy place to go into in bad weather. They are very neat
clean little creatures, and may often be seen smoothing and dressing
their fur. Their voice is very disagreeable, being only a grunting
squeak, or sometimes a shrill cry. The flesh of the Guinea Pig is
not fit to eat, and it is of no kind of use to man; but still many people
like to have it for a pet. It is a very defenceless little animal.: it has
neither cunning nor strength to save itself from the attacks of other
animals. Young Guinea Pigs are very soon able to feed themselves,
though they grow for seven or eight months. They have teeth sooner
than any other animal.
On warm evenings the Guinea Pig is glad to have a run on a
smooth lawn or a nap by day under a rose-bush; but as it cannot well
defend itself from danger, care must be taken of it when it goes out
of doors.


L AST and best of all our favourites comes dear ROBIN-the-
Children's Friend.
Robin retires with his mate, in spring, to the woods or thickets, to
build a home for his expected little ones. The nest is made of moss
and dried leaves mixed with hair, and lined with feathers. They place
it near the ground, by the roots of trees, or sometimes in old buildings;
but it is always artfully hidden. In this nest the hen lays from four to
eight eggs, but generally only four. They are of a dull white, with
reddish spots. While she is hatching them, Robin Redbreast sits on
the nearest tree, and cheers her with his sweetest song.
But when winter comes, and the trees are all covered with snow,
Robin and his mate, and their little ones, who are then all living
separately, come boldly to our houses, and tap at the window-pane to
ask for a few crumbs, or to be let in for warmth and shelter; and the
request is never refused. Robin hops about upon the hearth-rug till
he is warm, looking up with cunning eyes at the children; and when
he sees them smile and look kind, he flies up on the breakfast-table and
picks up the crumbs. He repays the kindness he receives by many a
pretty song; and his sweet note is heard when all other birds (except
the little Wren) are either silent or have left us.
Robins are never seen in flocks; they live in pairs, or alone, and
fly off from the nest, one by one, to live apart from the others. Though
so tame and sociable with us, the Robin is quarrelsome amongst other
birds, and often fights them. Its courage is remarkable.
The Redbreast has been known to visit the sick-room of invalids,
and to show them much affection and kindness, singing sweetly to
them, and sometimes even roosting on a nail in the room, as the poet
Wordsworth tells us happened in his own house. Every child knows
the pretty nursery tale of the Children in the Wood and the kind
Robins. We are not sure that these birds ever really try to bury
anything ; still, we should like to believe that pretty tale of Robin.

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"Well, let me see: there's Mr. Bull,
And Mrs. Bull, his wife;
Jane Bull, and Mr. Newfoundland,
Who saved young master's life.

"For ladies-young and pretty too-
There are Italian pets,
Toy terriers, and Cuba belles,
Who live in first-rate sets.

"And as for sporting characters,
I really needn't say
How many members of the hunt
Have kennels down this way."

Said Don, A very pleasant set !
It will be quite a treat
So many worthy dogs, dear friend,
At your kind feast to meet."

The invitations were sent out,
And no one can decline
At Rover's hospitable board
With his friend Don to dine.

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rdial welcome they are sure
t Rover's house to find;
dogs, like children, love to go
Here friends are always kind.

now the happy day is cone,
he guests are ushered in;
Rover, very grandly dresb,
is friends is welcoming.

to arrive is Mr. Bull-
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gh for his wife, and daughter too,
sometimes compelled to wait.

ames Miss Fanny, dressed in silk,
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eyes shining like two stars;
awers her head is decked.

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mountains far away,
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The guests have all at last arrived;
Then loudly sounds the gong,
And to the dining-room, in pairs,
They slowly moved along,

And soon were seated at the feast-
A dinner a la Russe-
The soup and fish were handed round
By footmen grand in plush.

While all the time they ate and talk ed,
Dessert attention claimed;
And very pretty looked the fruit
In autumn flowers framed.

' I hope," said worthy Mr. Bull,
"You'll not forget, dear host,
To keep our good old custom up,
And let us drink a toast."

Dog Rover nodded an assent,
And rising, said, "I give
The health of our most gracious Queen,
Long may Victoria live I"

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They drank the toast with loyal glee;
And then again began
The laughter low and murmured chat,
Till, shutting up her fan,

Good Mrs. Bull-who by request
Had filled the hostess' place-
A signal gave; the ladies rose
And left the room with grace.

While Rover's friends enjoyed their wine,
The ladies sat together,
And in the drawing-room discussed
Their children and the weather.

And when the gentlemen came in,
.Miss Jane Bull sang a song;
While Mrs. Bull told every one,
"She'd not had lessons long."

Good Mr, Bull, and Dean Greyhound,
And Farmer Dinmont Brown,
And Captain Foxfind, to a game
Of whist had settled down.

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Allan's a bonnie Highland boy,
Who finds in outdoor sports his joy;
His Shetland pony loves to ride,
Or climbs the steep grey mountain-side,

When cold November brings the frost,
And the dead leaves are swiftly tost
Along the pathway, by the breeze
Which bends the swaying, creaking trees.

Mary prepares for a good run,
And hopes with Anne to have great fun,
Chasing the leaves along the grass-
Or the swift shadows as they pass.

And Annie-merry little sprite-
Comes running out in great delight,
To play in the fresh frosty air
With the dear sister waiting there.

While Edith in the warm house stays,
And from the window turns her gaze
Upon the fields, no longer green,
Where coming winter's trace is seen.

Norman a picture book enjoys;
He is the cleverest of our boys;
Reading he loves, and study too,
He's always learning something new.

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His teachers praise him ev'ry day,
And yet he loves a game of play;
The time for work and play he knows,
And wins by toil his sweet repose.

A little cottage maid is Jane,
Her home is down a mossy lane;
Wild flowers she loves, and often seeks
In hedgerows where the primrose peeps;

There "lords and ladies," full of pride,
In silken robes of soft green hide;
But cannot cheat her piercing eyes,
She's sure to make of them a prize.

With ears of barley Bessie's seen,
She loves the golden grain to glean;
But all she gathers up in play,
To poor old folks she gives away.

With her and Jane, Amelia plays
In the green fields on summer days,
And carries-after playtime hours-
Back to Mamma a wealth of flow'rs.

When golden harvests crown the lands,
See, by the stile young Edward stands,
Wishing he might a sickle wield,
And help the men to reap the field;


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For well he knows amongst the corn
The pretty little skylark's born;
And that sometimes its nest is found
Amidst the stubble on the ground.

Quietly in a shady bower
Dear Fanny spends an idle hour,
Thinking over favorite stories
Of the fairy kingdom's glories;

Now with the White Cat purring talks;
Now with the Seven-League Boots she walks;
Now sweet Red Riding-Hood goes by;
And now she hears poor Bo-Peep sigh;

But by-and-bye her Nurse's call
Will scatter-these gay fancies all:
Well, never mind! it pleased her well,
Just for a time with them to dwell.

Her Sister Milly reads meantime
The children' well loved nurs'ry rhyme,-
How the naughty little Sparrow
Killed poor Robin with his arrow.

Willie is a gardener's son,
He thinks that digging is great fun,
And, spade in hand he hastes away,
For work to him is only play.

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Our Kath'rine is so very neat,
To look at her is quite a treat;
For hair so tidy, frock so clean,
Upon a child is seldom seen.

Dear little Ada pets her cat,
And gives it many a loving pat,
And as she strokes its velvet fur,
Pussy returns a grateful purr.

Baby Emily awaking
From the nap she's just been taking,
Laughs at the Nurse in merry mood,
Quite ready for her nice warm food.

The graceful little Isabel
Becomes her flow'ry garland well,
A little beauty! quite aware
How bright her eyes, how soft her hair.

Blanche loves her doll with all her heart,
And cannot bear from it to part;
However old the toy may grow,
No change her love for it can know.

She practises a mother's duty,
Whether her child be fright or beauty;
Dresses it, talks to it, and pets it,
And gravely hopes "that nothing frets it."



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Her doll is always nicely dressed,
As well as played with and caressed,
And kind Blanche learns, for Dolly's sake,
All sorts of little clothes to make.

Augusta stands beneath the trees
Thinking how best Mamma to please
The wish reflected in her eyes,
Fresh beauty to her face supplies.

Frederick is a baby boy,
Who dearly- loves a pretty toy;
The little lambkin by his side,
Is just at present all his pride.

A girl so merry and so kind
As Alice is, we seldom find;
She helps Mamma; with Baby plays,
And old Nurse gives her constant praise.

Dear Baby sleeps; pray make no noise,
My merry little girls and boys,
Lest you the little pet awake-
You '11 hush, I 'm sure, for Baby's sake.

You love his pretty little ways,
When with you merrily he plays,
And in your turn should do your best
To guard, the tender infant's rest.

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