Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Title Page
 The kitty's mistake
 The inquisitive goose
 Mollie and Cowslip
 Nothing to be frightened at
 Billy Waddle
 The runaway goat
 Three little kits
 Frisk and the geese
 Trusty and his friends
 The pet lamb
 Grannie's surprise
 Back Cover

Title: Happy days and bright ways
Full Citation
Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00085413/00001
 Material Information
Title: Happy days and bright ways
Physical Description: 1 v (unpaged) : ill. (some col.) ; 25 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Weedon, L. L ( Lucy L )
Nister, Ernest ( Publisher, Printer )
E.P. Dutton (Firm) ( Publisher )
Publisher: Ernest Nister
E.P. Dutton & Co.
Place of Publication: London
New York
Publication Date: [1896?]
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Animals -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Farm life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1896   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1896   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1896
Genre: Children's stories
Children's poetry
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
United States -- New York -- New York
Germany -- Bavaria
Statement of Responsibility: by L.L. Weedon.
General Note: Date of publication from inscription.
General Note: Frontispiece printed in colors and pasted on.
General Note: Contains prose and verse.
General Note: "658"--title page.
 Record Information
Bibliographic ID: UF00085413
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002225239
notis - ALG5511
oclc - 234189833

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Front Matter
        Page 3
    Half Title
        Page 4
        Page 5
    Title Page
        Page 6
    The kitty's mistake
        Page 7
        Page 8
    The inquisitive goose
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
    Mollie and Cowslip
        Page 15
        Page 16
    Nothing to be frightened at
        Page 17
        Page 18
    Billy Waddle
        Page 19
        Page 20
    The runaway goat
        Page 21
        Page 22
    Three little kits
        Page 23
        Page 24
    Frisk and the geese
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
    Trusty and his friends
        Page 29
        Page 30
    The pet lamb
        Page 31
        Page 32
    Grannie's surprise
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
    Back Cover
        Page 36
        Page 37
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E FORE a mirror Pussy sat,
Watching another little cat.
Y" you're not bad-looking,"
Pussy said,
"But still I don't admire your head.
Your whiskers are too short, I see;
Your tail not what it ought to be;
Your eyes, though green,
have not the tone
Which so distinguishes my own."
As Pussy spoke, she smiled with pride.
The Pussy on the other side
Smiled too, just as our
Puss had done,
Which angered the vain little one.
She flew upon her with her claws,
And fought and scratched without a pause,
Till over went the mirror-bang!
Away. in fright our Pussy sprang.
Her mother, who was seated near,
Said, "Don't be frightened,
Pussy dear;
That cat you thought so
fierce and wild,
Was just yourself,
you silly child."







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You're not a birdie, so come down to me.





Mind Your Toes!

S@ie Inquisitive j ooc.

S_ O"VS! day you'll get into trouble," said
..., .' the old goose solemnly. "You're the
N., most inquisitive gosling that I ever hatched.
SWhy couldn't you leave the goat alone?"
S"I only wanted to see-" began the
gosling meekly, but the Mother Goose inter-
rupted her.
"You only wanted to see!" she said scornfully; "it's
always that. However, you had a good fright when Billy
ran at you, and I hope it will be a lesson to you."
But it wasn't, for as the gosling grew, her curiosity
seemed to increase, and by the time she was a full-grown
goose, there was not such an inquisitive goose in the whole
farmyard as she was. She was always getting into trouble,
but nothing seemed to cure her.
One day Johnnie and little Dick happened to ride
through the goose pond; the children's feet were bare, and
Dick's little pink toes took her fancy. "I wonder what
they are made of," she thought, and pecked at them just
to see.
Dick screamed with fright,
and Johnnie gave Miss Goosie
a cut with his switch, which
soon made her fly off screaming.
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would hardly speak to her for
days, for they were all fond '
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"And now he will be afraid of all of us," said one old
goose angrily. "Why couldn't you leave his toes alone?"
"I only wanted--"
"Oh, be quiet, do!" screamed the geese in a body.
"We don't want to know what you wanted."
One day, Goosie saw Dick and his two sisters looking
over the garden wall. "I wonder what they're looking at,"
she thought; "I must try and see." But just as she was
squeezing herself through the garden gate, the children saw
her and drove her back into the yard. However, she was
determined she would find out, and so when the ducks and
geese were shut up for the night, she hid herself away, and,
when all was still, came waddling out to see what there
was on the other side of the wall. But before she reached
the garden gate she saw a dreadful creature with two fiery
eyes, gazing at her hungrily. It was Mr. Reynard out for
an evening stroll.
"Oh! oh! oh!" cackled Goosie, as loudly as she could.
"Oh! what shall I do?"
The other geese heard her and took up the cry, and

out came the farmer to see what all the noise was about,
and Mr. Reynard soon made off.
"Dear me! Susy has left one of the geese out," said
Farmer Acres; and he shut the poor frightened bird up in
the pen, and very glad she was to be there.
After that she made utp her mind never to be inquisi-
tive again, and, what is more, she never was.

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ON'T forget Fido;
Give him a share.
I ':or, patient doggie,
.' Sitting up there.

Although he can't speak,
He says to you,
With his pleading eyes:
"I like cake too.

"And if you were I,
And I were you,
I'd give you some cake,
And biscuits too. I

"I share your troubles,
I share your joys;
Doggies like good things
As well as boys.

" So please remember,
Oh! master dear,
A hungry doggie
Is sitting up here."




Firm Friends.




Jl2ollie and Gowslijp.

OLLIE came to help her Mother pare the apples.
C/v It was very pleasant work: she just stood at Mother's
knee, and every now and then a piece of apple was popped
into her mouth.
"Give Cowslip a piece, Mother," she said. Cowslip
was a pretty little red-and-white calf, and a great favourite
of hers.-
"She doesn't care for apples," said Mother, "but you
shall have a basin of milk for her. See, the apples are
finished and here is a last piece for yourself; and now
come into the dairy and get the milk." Mollie put her
piece of apple on the bench and followed her Mother. When
she returned Cowslip was still there, but the apple was gone.
"Oh! you greedy little calf!" said Mollie; "you must
have eaten it. I've a good mind not to give you the milk."
But she did, and very glad she was afterwards, for
Cowslip hadn't stolen it
Sat all. Mollie caught
,i sight of Peck, the tame
jackdaw, finishing the last
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Poor Cowslip!" she
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"i you were greedy. Will
you forgive me?"
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Said Bunny, "What is that I see,
j ust there, behind that leafy tree?"
"Just where," said Squirrel Bushytail,
And dropped his nut down, turning pale.

Then from his bough he saw, you know,
The sight that frightened Bunny so;
Said he, "you're not afraid of that-
It's nothing to be frightened at!

"I know them, they are friends of mine,
They often, when the weather's fine,
Come here and picnic neathh a tree,
And share its nice ripe nuts with me.

"Don't run away or be afraid-
It's just a little barefoot maid,
She won't hurt you and me, I know,
She loves her little sister so."
C. B.

My Little Sister.
(From a Painting by Phil Morris, A.R.A., in the possession of
F. Pennington, Esq.)

Billy Tiaddle.
WANT to go out and see the world,"
said Billy Waddle.
"See the world indeed!" laughed
,1 "his Father. "You'd soon be quacking
S for your Mother again."
I shouldn't,"- replied Billy rudely.
If you speak to me like that,"
S:.. ~replied Mr. Drake, "I'll peck you."
S"Don't be too severe, dear," said
Billy's Mamma; "remember he's very
young." And she fondled the naughty duckling gently with
her bill. But if you'll believe me, this made Billy more
angry than ever. He didn't like to be told he was very
young, and he made up his mind to run away the next day.
It was rather a difficult thing to manage, for his Mother
hardly ever let him out of her sight; but at last came a
moment when her back was turned. Then off waddled Billy
into the garden. A
big empty flower-pot
was standing near.
Billy looked at it. "I
wonder what's inside,"
thought he.
He hopped on to
a little heap of weeds,
then upon a small '
flower-pot, and finally .
on to the edge of the .-
big one.


"Quack, quack!" came his Father's voice from the other
side of the garden gate, and the sound so startled Billy
that over he went, head first, into the bi flower-pot. What

was he to do? It was much too deep for him to be able
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gate and couldn't help him. Fortunately the gardener came
"Quack, quack! came his Father's voice from the other
side of the garden gate, and the sound so startled Billy
/ that over he went, head first, into the big flower-pot. What
was he to do? It was much too deep for him to be able
to hop out, and his Mother was on the wrong side of the
gate and couldn't help him. Fortunately the gardener came
to fetch the pot, and found him.
"Oh! my darling Billy," said his Mother, "what a fright
you gave me! Promise me that you'll never, never run away
Billy promised, but after supper he was as perky as
ever, and before he went to bed his Father very nearly did
peck him, which so scared Billy that he behaved better in
future, and soon became an obedient and polite little duckling.

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i' 7T is dull always being chained up here," grumbled the
Sgoat, tugging angrily at his chain. It was old and
rusty, and broke in two. Away he ran, as fast as he could
scamper, into the cornfield.
"Shoo, shoo!" cried the reapers, chasing him away.,
Then he went into the garden, but the gardener drove
him out with a stick. He ran into the poultry-yard, and
the turkey-cock flew at him; then into the dairy, and Molly
flung a pail of water at him.
"Poor old goat!" said little Mary. "You didn't mean
to get into mischief, I'm sure; but I'm afraid I must chain
you up again."
And the goat was really quite glad to be in his own
field again. "It may be dull," he thought, "but at least
I'm at peace, and there's no one to scold me for getting
into mischief."

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Feeding- the Goats.
Feeding the Goats.

I&ree Liffle fjifs.

S' HR88 little naughty kits were we,
An Tom, Fluffytail, and I,
And very dreadful things we did
S I In days long, long gone by.

We went into the dairy once,
Knocked down a big cream dish;
Vloy "7 Then to the nursery scampered off
And teased the poor goldfish.

We next into the garden ran,
Rolled on a daisy bed.
"Oh dear!' what naughty kits you are!"
Our little mistress said.

We hadn't meant to be so bad-
We didn't think, you see;
But we were punished all the same,
And got no milk for tea.

But things have altered
much since then,
Those days have long gone by.- i
We're three wise,
grown-up pussies now,
Are Tom and Fluff and I.

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S 7- HR ES88 naughty
I little kits
are we,
Always in mischief,
as you see!

JFriA( and Ife Gee'e.

"D OW, wow, wow!" barked Frisk, and danced round
Sand round with delight. He only wanted a game,
but the geese didn't understand such behaviour, and were
very angry indeed. They cackled and hissed, but Frisk
thought it rare fun, till at last three of them turned on
him and chased him out of the poultry-yard and across
the meadow. Poor Frisk! he was frightened; and when at
length they gave up the chase, he lay down in the stable,
panting and exhausted, and told his troubles to Sam, the
donkey, who was most sympathetic and gave him some good
advice about teasing poultry of any kind, geese in particular.
Later on in the day, Sam happened to meet Mother Goose,
who complained with indignation of Frisk's rudeness.

He's only a puppy," said Sam apologetically.
He's old enough to know better," snapped Mrs. Goose.
"We are all apt to make mistakes," replied Sam. "I
can remember the time when you stole a bone from Prince,
mistress's lap-dog. You were only a very young gosling then,
and Prince would have bitten you, but Frisk's mamma was
near and wouldn't let Prince touch you."
Mrs. Goose made no reply, but she thought a great
deal all the same, and the next time she saw Frisk, she
cackled to him in a friendly tone, when the doggie, who had
learned a lesson, wagged his tail most politely. And so, in
the end, he and the geese became excellent friends.


ON'T go near it, Quacky dear. I wouldn't if
',"' I were you. It might hurt you."
-';' "Stuff and nonsense!" replied Quacky; "it's
i- only a bird like ourselves. I shall go and speak
to it." And he did, but the bird answered never
a word to all the questions he put to it.
"Silly thing!" said Quacky, as he paddled away in
disgust. Quacky always said things he didn't quite under-
stand were silly.
"It is you who are silly," said the wise old hen, who
was Quacky's Mamma, and who was standing on the brink
of the pond clucking to her ducklings to come out of the
water. "Of course, that thing isn't a bird. Whoever saw
a bird with one wing larger than the other? And now come
out of the water, for it's time you were all tucked up in
bed. What pleasure you children can find paddling about
all day in a nasty damp pond, I can't think. None of my
other broods ever behaved so."
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all but Quacky. He paddled away right to the other end
of the pond, where he could see a beautiful large swan.
Quacky didn't know it was a swan, because he had never
seen one before. He swam right up to it in the boldest
manner and stared at it with his bright black eyes. What-
ever could it be? He didn't know, and so, as usual, -he
just said, Silly thing!" and turned his back on it. But
he was to have a lesson.
"How. dare you call me a silly thing?" hissed the swan
angrily. "Go back to your Mother at once, you naughty
duckling." And flapping his broad wings, he drove poor
frightened Quacky back to the bank again, when he was only
too glad to creep tremblingly under his Mother's wing.
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^iTrusly and
I."", ^jis Jriend!.

i L'D Trusty and his friends
one day
S Disputed as to who
Was the most useful in the yard,
And the best work could do.

"I guard the house at night," said he,
"Friend Collie minds the sheep;
And Spot, he catches all the rats;
But Fluff does naught but sleep.

"And yet, wee Fluff his mistress loves,
Is faithful, loving, true;
It's not his fault there is no work
For little Fluff to do.

"Perhaps we all in I
different ways
Serve our good master well;
But who is first
or who is best
Indeed I cannot tell."

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HThe mef iam6.
SIETTL8 Mary Morrison and her brother .
Donald lived on a farm, far up amongst 't .
the Highland hills. Mary had many queer i ( .'. "
pets-a tame jackdaw, two little white pigs
with curly tails, and a dear old donkey, whose
duty it was to carry Mary and Donald all
the way to school every morning.
You would have thought these were enough pets for
such a tiny little maid; but one day Mary's Father took
her and Donald to the hillside with him, and there she saw
a dear wee lamb, who had lost its mother. Poor little
,--.,,.- --.. thing! it was bleating so sadly that Mary
begged her Father to let her take it home
Sand try to comfort it.
S '*'So the children put the little creature
w_ ___' into an old perambulator, and then they
----- wheeled it home to the farm. It was soon
as great a pet as Neddy and the pigs, and grew so tame
that it would even follow Mary upstairs, though this Mother
did not quite approve of.
Perhaps you will think that the other favourites were
a little jealous of this new friend; but you will be glad to
hear they were not.
Maybe they knew that the little lamb A
had no one else to be kind to it, and .
so were quite willing that it should have t l
a place in their mistress's warm, loving, -/.
little heart.

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Mary's Pet Lamb.

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.rannie's Surprise.

S ... Zi7 SCT they sweet,
..... ",-.i Ralph? How I
wish I could afford to buy

see how they push their
.. Lwee noses close up to the
"*.' ..bars, just as though they
knew I loved them, and
would like to give me a kiss."
It was market day, and Ralph and Daisy had driven
into town with their Mother and Father to do some shopping,
and- the little girl's fancy had been greatly taken by a hutch
full of rabbits. But it was no use; Daisy had only sixpence,
and though Ralph generously turned out both .pockets and
offered to go shares, he only suceede. in making up the
sum to tenpence-halfpenny. So very rel'uitantly the children
turned away; but Daisy could not forget those dear little *
bunnies, and all the way home she was calculating how
long it would take her to save up sufficient money to buy
them. She and Ralph had a penny- a week each, but it
was no use reckoning on Ralph jo help her, for somehow
he never seemed able to save, and, besides, he had set his
heart on buying some guinea-pigs. At last she concluded that,
with the sixpence she already had, it would take her, six
months to save up enough to buy two little rabbits.
Five months passed by, and Daisy only wanted a few
more pence, when a really terrible thing happened. She and
Ralph were playing ball, when the ball went right .,through.

A Quiet Corner.

the next-door neighbour's window. It was not the first time ''
this had happened, for Ralph was very excitable and perhaps
a little careless; and so Father said that, as a punishment,
the children must pay for the broken glass themselves.
Poor Daisy! she was disappointed. Ralph offered to pay
the whole, because, as he said, it was all his fault, but his,
sister said she would pay her share and she must just start.
saving once more.
Now, the following Tuesday was Daisy's birthday, and
Ralph's was two days later, but being so near together, both
were always kept on the same day .
Grandmamma, who was one of the dearest old ladies in
the world, had heard the story of the children's disappoint-
ment, and determined to give them a pleasant surprise.
When Ralph and Daisy came downstairs upon their
birthday morning they found two pretty wooden hutches,
and inside one was a family of guinea-pigs and in the other ,
the dearest little rabbits you ever saw.
Wasn't that a pleasant surprise?

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