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The children's hour

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Title:
The children's hour
Series Title:
Father Tuck's "golden gift" series
Creator:
Hoyer, M. A ( Maria A ) ( Author )
Chesson, Nora, 1871-1906 ( Author )
Guest, Antony ( Author )
Bennett, S. E ( Author )
Welby, Ellen ( Illustrator )
Brundage, Frances, 1854-1937 ( Illustrator )
Bowley, May ( Illustrator )
Vredenburg, Edric, b. 1860 ( Editor )
Raphael Tuck & Sons ( Publisher )
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London ;
Paris ;
New York
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Raphael Tuck & Sons
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English
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80 p., [8] leaves of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 26 cm.

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Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature ( lcsh )
Children's stories ( lcsh )
Children's poetry ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1897 ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1897 ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1897
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Children's stories
Children's poetry
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England -- London
France -- Paris
United States -- New York -- New York
Germany
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juvenile ( marctarget )

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Date of publication from inscription.
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Artistic series ;
Statement of Responsibility:
by M.A. Hoyer, Nora Hopper, Anthony Guest, S.E. Bennett, &c. &c. ; illustrated by Ellen Welby, Frances Brundage, M. Bowley, &c. &c. ; edited by Edric Vredenburg.

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The Children’s Hour.

‘“ Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day’s occupation,
That is known as the Children’s Hour.”
Longfellow.

NE afternoon, not very long ago, Uncle Peter sat himself
down in his arm-chair before the bright fire. His head
was full of thoughts, or, as his youngest niece would

have said, full of “ thinks,” and everything was so quiet now
in the twilight, that it was just the time to make his plans
about some business he had on hand.

Now he had not been sitting there more than one minute
and three-quarters, when a peculiar pit-a-patter sort of noise,
and little squeaks and whisperings, might have been heard
in the hall; then the door opened very quietly, and a round



6 THE CHILDREN’S HOUR.

curly head popped in, then another curly head popped in,
and another and another, and there were more little squeaks
and whisperings, as four pairs of bright eyes shone and
sparkled in’ the dancing firelight. ‘hen there came a mad
-rush and -shrill cries of ‘‘ Story, Uncle Peter, story,” and
Uncle Peter for the moment was so startled that he nearly
tumbled into the fire.

‘Really, children,” he said, ‘‘ I’m so busy.”

‘“‘Mustn’t be busy now,” they all shouted, climbing up on
his knees, ‘this is our hour, Uncle; Papa always says so.
This is the children’s hour. A story, a story.”

6 But—” j

“ You mustn’t say ‘but,’” they cried, kissing him and
hanging round his neck. ‘A story, a story.”

And so Uncle Peter had to give in with a laugh, and when
he had unwound some of the arms from about his neck, he
told the little ones a lovely tale; and this same thing he
had to do every afternoon afterwards.

These are some of the stories he told in “‘The Children’s





The Rock
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HERE were grand doings at the Fairy Court, for the
ll Fairy Prince was to be married, and the wedding would
be very magnificent. But little Mawgan crept away from
the noise and bustle into the Palace Gardens, where she could
think quietly about her father and mother and her home
(whence she had been whisked away seven years before),
and could look out over the edge of the Fairy Realm in hopes
that the west wind might have swept away some of the fairy

mist and left a glimpse of home once more. If the Fairy



8 THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE.

Guards found her. thus, she was scolded and sent back, but
to-day every one was too busy to heed her.

Now, when she came to the edge, lo! the Warder of the
Fairy Gate had stolen away himself to see the wedding and
left the key in the lock! A sudden thought flashed into
Mawegan’s brain; she turned the key, opened the gate, and
stepped out on to the old familiar hills. And there below
was the blue lake, and the little town, and the Palace which
had once been her home. Down, down she ran till she came
to the Town-gate, where a little crowd was waiting to see the
King and Queen ride out a-hunting. Yes, there were her
father and mother, and she was just rushing up to greet them,
when she saw a girl of her own age riding by their side.

‘‘ Who is the maiden ?” she asked of a bystander.

“The maiden?” he answered, astonished at the question ;
‘ sure, you must be a stranger! That is the Princess Mawgan,
and the youth who rides by her side is Prince Leolin, who is
to wed her at Martinmas!”

‘¢ But he never looks at her,” cried she. ‘Does he love
her ?”

‘“As one loves a cat who scratches when one stoops to
stroke her,” answered he with a laugh. ‘Ah! you do not
know! But when she was a little child the Princess was as
sweet as honey, but a change came over her at her seventh
year, and now—well! the Saints give her husband patience,
for he’ll need it!”



THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE. 9

Now at this Mawgan turned sadly away, for she understood
that this bitter maiden was the fairy changeling who had
taken her place. But how to break the spell she knew not,
or how to make any one believe her story. So she walked
slowly back along the river, which came singing down from
the hills, till she reached a great rock which the country folk
called “‘ the Rock of Carricklee,” from some old half-forgotten
legend. In the rock was









a cave, and here Maw-
gan thought she would
go in and rest, for she
was tired. But as ‘she
entered she was as-
tonished to see a fire
burning there,
and a table on
which stood a
porringer full of
porridge. Atthe
further end was
a little bed, and
a chair on which
lay a rich gar-
ment, and beside
it stood a spin-

ning-wheel with



10 THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE.

a pile of flax, and there was a loom against the wall, and

above was written :—

“Spin and weave as fine and thin
As gossamer thread and butterfly’s skin ;
And when the veil is finished quite .
Bleach it with dew in the moonlight white ;
Then she who wears it on her brow
Shall show if she be true or no!”

So Mawgan sat her down and eat the porridge, and span
the thread and slept, when night came, in the little bed.
Every day the porringer: was filled anew, though she never —



saw any one bring the
porridge, and all. day
long she worked at her
wheel or her loom, and
as she worked she sang
the songs she had

learned in Fairyland !
* * *

Now the time came
when Prince Leolin
must marry the Prin-
cess, and very sad he
was, for every time
he saw her she said
such sharp ill-natured
things, that he disliked



THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE. ll

her more and more. But he had given his princely word
and must keep it. So at last he started off with his Knights
and Men-at-Arms, and it so chanced that their way led them
by the Rock of Carricklee, and then they heard some one
singing so sweetly that the Prince looked over the rock, and
there he saw a most beautiful maiden , and in her hand a veil,
light as gossamer and white as driven snow.

‘Who art thou, fair maiden?” he said.

‘“‘T am the Princess Mawgan,” she answered.

‘““Nay, you do not speak the truth,” he laughed, “ for Iam
Prince Leolin, and I go to marry the Princess, who sits in
her father’s hall—and beshrew me, but she is not so fair as
you are!”

‘“‘Tet me go with you and I will prove my words!” she
said.

So he consented, and made one of his followers dismount
and give her his steed, and as they rode together she told him
her story.

’“ But how to prove it?” he said.

‘When we come to the Palace,” she answered, “ say that
Iam thy cousin—and it is true, for we are akin—so will they
receive me. And when you meet your bride in the hall
to-morrow, beg her to wear this veil for your sake. And if
she consents, throw it over her, and then see what happens!”

Thus he did, and when he met the false bride in the hall,
he entreated her to wear the veil he had brought, and which



12 THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE.

was so fine and
thin that it was
wondrous to see.
The bride would -
have refused with
sharp words, but
her mother, a-
‘Shamed of her
rudeness, took off
the lace her daugh-
ter wore, and Leco-
lin threw the Ma-
gic Veil over her.

But as he did

sO, a piercing



shriek ran through
the hall—there
was a rush as of wings, a clapping and rattling of doors
and windows, a whirling as of smoke wreaths—and lo! the
bride had quite vanished, and all that remained to mark
where she stood was the veil lying in a little heap on the
floor. The King and Queen cried out with fear and wonder,
and all the people began to run and shout, but Leolin called
to them to wait.

Then he lifted the veil, and threw it over her he had

called his cousin, and in a moment the King and Queen knew



THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE. 13

it was their real true daughter Mawgan, and embraced her
with joyful tears. And she told them how she had been
stolen by the Fairies, and had dwelt seven years in the Fairy
Realm, and every one wondered and rejoiced.

There was no need to put off the marriage either, for
Leolin was only too glad to marry the true Mawgan, and
so they lived in peace and contentment all the rest of their
days.







MBowley.

Her First Portrait.

AYDEE meant to be an artist when she grew up, but on
DP this particular morning, as she sat trying to make
a picture of the lambs that frolicked all over the field, she
could not help thinking that perhaps art might be too difficult
to be entirely pleasant.

“Ayah,” she said anxiously to the Indian nurse, who had
come with her across the sea to stay at the pretty Normandy
farm, ‘do you think father and mother will know that these
are lambs in my picture? They won’t stay still to be
drawed, though I’ve told them father and mother are coming
from India, and I’m doing this picture as a s’prise.”

‘“‘ Him much beautiful,” said Ayah in her queer English,
‘“‘most good as photograph.”



HER FIRST PORTRAIT. ‘ 1d

She spoilt the child dreadfully, and filled her small head
with nonsense, said Daydee’s parents, but they were grateful
for the Indian woman’s devotion to their darling. Certainly
the weird stories she would recount to her awestruck little
charge were not very beneficial to one so timid and delicate.

‘‘ Now, Missie, come lie down,” coaxed Ayah, when the
picture was finished and the pet lambs had been fed. The
child, with unusually prompt obedience, tripped along by
her side.

“Tf I go to sleep,” said she, ‘‘ to-morrow won’t be so long
coming.”

To-morrow the farmer would drive her and Ayah to the
train, and they would go a long, long journey to meet father
and mother! Daydee was too much excited to sleep much
that night, and she led poor Ayah a nice life until they were
safely in the train. Then she became interested in looking
out of the window at the quaint French villages they passed.
By the afternoon, however, Daydee got very tired and very
cross; and when, at one countrified little station not far
from their destination, the train was unexpectedly delayed for
half an hour, she began to cry. ;

‘Hush, hush!” cried Ayah, at the end of her patience.
“See that big man with the blue face! He eat up naughty
lil girls for dinner.”

Daydee stopped crying to glance fearfully up at the

station master (who certainly did look very fierce, with his



16 HER FIRST PORTRAIT.

great black French moustache and his bluish cheeks and chin)
and hid her face in Ayah’s dress.’ When she looked up he
was gone, and Ayah was falling asleep. . Daydee peeped out
of the open door, and he was nowhere in sight; but there
was a beautiful coloured picture a little way down the
platform.

‘Why, there’s lambs in that picture too!” cried Daydee.
‘“T must look if they’re drawed better than my ones.” .

Seeing that her nurse slept, and meaning just to run there
and back, she stole softly out and sped lightly down the plat-
form. As she stood gazing at the poster the train began to
move, the guard shut a door or two, and hopped into his van
just as it passed the child, who stood open-mouthed, paralyzed
with dismay. ‘To make matters worse, who should appear on
the scene at this moment but the blue-faced ogre who
(Daydee firmly believed) lived on hot roast little girl. Before
he could see her, the child flew out of the little gate that
opened on to the country road, and never stopped until com-
pelled to do so by want of breath. Then she crouched,
panting, in a wayside plantation, straining her ears at the
slightest sound. Not until then did the poor little girl
realise all the terrors of her position—lost, penniless, and in
a country whose language she could neither speak nor
understand. ee;

“Ayah, Ayah,” she wailed out, her. voice strangled by
sobs. A flash of lightning was the only response, and, white








ing a song
of summer,
bees are on

the wing,
erry birds are singing as

‘they ought to sing.

7



HER FIRST PORTRAIT 17

as a sheet, the child
stumbled blindly out
on to the road and
ran as though for
her life.

‘* Hola, hola, pe-
tite fille!” cried a
rough voice, and a
man in a blue blouse,
who was watering
his horses at a little
pond, jumped from
his cart and ran into
the middle of the

road. He was just



in time to eatch Daydee as she fainted away.

The young man, who was a carrier, stood bewildered,
gazing at the child in his arms. Then he laid her gently on ~
some sacks in the cart, took off his cap and looked at the
green stagnant water. He shook his head and replaced the
cap. ‘I can’t put that on her,” he muttered. “ Why, she’s
_ like a little fairy.” ~

As there was nobody in sight and the rain was beginning
to fall in large drops, he covered up Daydee with his coat,
pulled his horses out of the water, and drove on quickly to

the next village. Driving through the rain soon brought
: ; BR



18 HER FIRST PORTRAIT.

Daydee to herself, and the carrier took her up beside him and
tried to comfort her.: Although she could not understand his
words, somehow Daydee felt that she had found a friend,
and leaned her head on his shoulder and cried softly to
herself.

On their arrival at the village inn, a small crowd soon
collected, and poor Daydee was quite bewildered by the din
of questioning that assailed her, every one seeming to think
that she would understand French if only it was spoken loudly
enough. 7

Suddenly the carrier opened his notebook, to which a
much-bitten stump of pencil hung by a string. Perhaps he
thought the child might be able to write her name or address,
but Daydee was only six, and, owing to her delicate health,
had never been bothered with lessons, and this was beyond
her. Indeed, the case seemed quite hopeless, and I do not
know how long it would have been before Daydee was
restored to her parents, had not a bright idea struck her at
this moment. She bent over the book, her little hand moving
quickly and her lips pursed. The carrier watched intently,
and the crowd watched the carrier’s face. Suddenly his eyes
lit up and he burst into a great laugh.

“The black nurse!” he shouted. “Hit off to the life.
Nose-ring, earrings, and all. Ah-h, but it is astonishing!”

‘What, what?” cried every one.

“Why, the black nurse that was in the down train,” he



HER FIRST PORTRAIT. 19

explained. ‘I left before the train did, and didn’t see the
little one, but somehow she’s got left behind.”

“Well,” said the innkeeper, after the portrait had been
passed round and had elicited much admiration from the
bystanders, ‘it’s lucky the next station is the terminus. Her
friends can’t be far off. If you drive back quickly you'll be
just in time to meet the up-train and catch them.”

Without another word the carrier turned about, and in

less than twenty minutes pulled his steaming horses up at the

station, just as the A

train drew up at oo
the platform. ey Kn
‘“Hather, fa- ! i Fy

ther!” screamed il has ae

1 Oar |

He had leapt A eres iil
(Ml Hy

Daydee.





out before the train





stopped, but his
wife and the poor
nurse were not %
long behind him.
_ Ah, what a hug-
ging and kissing
there was, and how
motherthankedthe

carrier, and father



20 HER FIRST PORTRAIT.

rewarded him, and Ayah called down blessings on his head
in Hindustanee.

Daydee is a grown-up young lady now and an artist, as
she wished, and her first essay in portraiture hangs in a place
of honour. Ayah is very proud of it, and considers it a
speaking likeness. By its side is a sketch of some rather
queer quadrupeds, of which strangers try in vain to divine
the species. But they are not comic to Daydee’s parents.
They remind them how very near they once were to losing

their own pet lamb.







i OTHER, mother, mother, the swallows are coming
M back!” Elsie and little Fred had been fretful all
the morning, and even when a burst of April sunshine
had brought them out into the open air, to hunt for daffodils,
even then they were not as merry as usual, and squabbled
over good-tempered old Fan as they dressed her up in Elsie’s
sunbonnet and chains of baby pink daisies. ‘ Mother, mother,
the swallows are coming back!” they screamed together.
““One has just gone into the old nest by your window, and
there are lots more flying in and out of the creeper on the
wall. Mother, do look.” 7
Mother put down her work and looked up, with a pleasant
smile, at the cloud of swallows, chattering and chirping round
the deep gables of Fairoaks.



22 TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS.

“So I see,” she said, nodding to the birds in a friendly
way, “and I’m very glad to see them; for now, Elsie dear,
you and Boy will have lovely dreams.”

“Do the swallows really bring dreams, mother?” Elsie
asked gravely. ‘Will they bring us some to-night, or will
they be too tired, do you think ?”











IF, ‘‘Poor fings, they'll be too tired,”
y said Fred, with all the wisdom of his four
years. ‘“ They’ve come a fwightful long
way, and they’ll want a week before they
can carry dweams about.”
‘¢My dreams wouldn’t be very heavy,”
objected Elsie. ‘ Please, dear swallow,
come to-night; I want a pretty
dream so much. I[ haven’t had a
really nice one
for months.”
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TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS. 23

will it be vewy long till
night ?”
Twit—twit—twitter !”
said the swallow. That is
what it sounded like to
Fred and Elsie; but she
was really saying, ‘ Oh,
you stupid little English
boy! Fancy even thinking
about bedtime yet, when
I haven’t even settled
whether I mean to stay
here or no; and yet I think
I shall, for I like Fairoaks.
Greywings and Bright-



eyes, you must not fight 2
like that; you are setting

a shocking example to those children down there. Go and
look for flies. I believe it’s going to rain.”

Mamma Swallow went on to look at an old nest, while
Greywings and his sister made it up and began to look for
their dinner, sweeping very near the ground in their search.
So low did they go that the tip of Brighteyes’ long wing-
feathers just swept Elsie’s cheek as she stooped to button
up Fred’s shoe.

‘The swallow kissed me,” Elsie cried, clapping her hands



24 TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS.

in glee. ‘ Mo-
ther dear, really
and truly it did.

-. Oh, I do believe
__ I shall have a
swallow-dream
this very night.”

‘Every other



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and Fred’s little

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have come all too quickly, when the very best game was
but half finished or the very dearest doll still dressed in
walking things, this night it seemed as if bedtime would
never come; but when at last Elsie was settled in her white
bed next to Fred’s cot, she was tired out, and did not once
think about the swallows before she fell asleep.

Then she woke suddenly, feeling quite refreshed, though
it was moonlight and not daylight in her room, and round
her, and all over her bed, was the loveliest, softest quilt
imaginable. leathers? Yes—why, they were birds—swal-
lows of all sizes, and though the window was wide open, not
a breath of cold air could touch Elsie in her cosy nest of
warm feathers.

“Yes,” said the swallow who lay just over Elsie’s

heart, “‘you’re wide awake, and it isn’t a dream, but you'll



TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS. 20

think it one when you wake and remember to-morrow
morning.” .

‘““How is it I understand what you say?” Elsie asked
rather timidly. ‘I never did before.”

‘““My daughter, Brighteyes, kissed you to-day, child—that’s
why,” said Mamma Swallow—for it was she; and a very
small swallow, who, perhaps, was Brighteyes, pushed her soft
head into Elsie’s hand and there nestled it.

“Tt isn’t everybody we show our-

selves to,’ Mamma Swallow went on,







“but we liked you, Elsie, when we saw
you first last year standing in the porch,
picking roses for the breakfast table.”

“Have vou been |
here hefore?” Elsie
asked. ‘Not to me,
but to Dick—or God-
frey ? They’re my bro-
thers, you know,
and they’re at
school now.”

‘* We know,”
said Mamma
Swallow, and all
the swallows

fluttered toge-



26 TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS.

ther as she spoke. ‘They may be very nice brothers, those
two, but they are very bad friends to swallows. Why, Dick
wanted to get up a ladder and pull all our nests down. I
suppose, poor thing, he had never heard that swallows’
nests bring riches to a place—but luckily your father stood
firm and would not allow it.”

“ And Godfrey ?”

Mamma Swallow shivered through every feather, and all
the swallows shuddered in sympathy. ‘‘ Once upon a time,”
she said, ‘‘I had a nephew, who was rather a worthless
swallow, but still he was my nephew; and what do you think
happened to him? A boy called Godfrey went out with
a ‘horrid gun—and—shot—my—nephew—-dead. He said he
was after crows, but that doesn’t matter. Your brother shot
my nephew dead, and we have never brought him a single »
swallow-dream since. Let his crows serve him.”

‘Perhaps he’s sorry now,” twittered Brighteyes, but
her mother lifted an imperious claw and silenced her at
once.

‘Little Fred yonder has never done us any harm,” she
said, ‘“‘so he shall have one of our prettiest dreams. Would
you like to see it, Elsie? Look.”

Elsie looked and saw a picture growing in a shaft of
moonlight on the floor; it was the orchard at Fairoaks,
and under the apple-trees were baskets full of the round
red fruit, which she and Fred were helping to fill; and





All about us and everything.



TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS. a7

overhead sounded the farewell chirp of swallows flying
south.

“ Miss Elsie, are you never going to wake? It’s nearly
half-past seven, and the loveliest morning.”


















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Zelda
and the

Sunbeams.



T was the first day of May and Zeclda’s birthday; the
| winter had been long and dreary, and for the first time
for many days the sun shone forth and gilded the sea of
chimney-pots on which Zelda looked out. Zelda had watched
him rise, had seen the mists redden and then glide away, till
at last the warm yellow light fell on her face and lit up her
bare room.

‘Tam so glad the sun has come to wish me ‘ good morn-
ing’ on my birthday,” said Zelda, as the bright rays turned
her long fair hair to ripples of gold, and tried to peep through



ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 29

her fingers at her brown eyes, which she shaded from the
dazzling light. But Zelda had not much time to spare, so she

began to dress, and whilst she dressed she sang,—

“Tis cold! ’tis cold! for Winter bleak is here;
Ah, me! my heart! ah, me!
And far and near ’tis grey and drear;
Ah, me! my heart! ah, me!”

The sunbeams paused as they flickered on the wall, for there

was a strange ring of sadness in her voice.

“Tis May! ’tis May! the blossom’s on the bough;
Ah, joy! my heart! ah, joy!
Soft breezes blow: ’tis Springtime now, —
Ah, joy! my heart! ah, joy!”

The last verse was sung with such passionate gladness, and
Zelda’s voice was so rich and sweet, that the little sunbeams
recommenced their wild dance, and a lark outside took up
her song.

And now you will want to know a little more about Zelda.
Well, she lived with her mother and four little sisters and
brothers in a tiny cottage, one of a long row in a poor dingy
street. Her mother was a laundress, and Zelda helped her
since she left school. Her sisters and brothers went to school,
but there was plenty of work for Zelda and her mother to do
—clothes to mend and cooking to do, besides washing and

ironing from morning till night. They were very poor, and



30 ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

had few pleasures except those they made for themselves.
They loved their mother dearly, and were all happy together ;
although there were often days when there was very little
to eat, and sometimes in the cold winter they had no fire.
Zelda, above every one, was like a ray of sunshine, and when
she did feel tired of their hard life occasionally, and her back
ached from bending over the wash-tub, she never let the
others see her tears.

‘J think a sunbeam kissed you in your cradle,” her
mother used to say; and her brothers and sisters called her
Sunny.

And Zelda herself loved best, next to her mother, brothers,
and sisters, the
sunshine and her
singing. The.
dearest wish of
her heart was to
be able to have
lessons and be-
come a great
singer, but there

was 10 money to



spare, and so she
“never breathed a
word about her

——— dreams. But she



ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 31

sang all day long at the wash-tub, while she mended the well-
worn clothes, and while she cooked, and the children always
pleaded for a song when they went to sleep. Her beautiful
voice made the whole house full of melody, and particularly
on sunny days her songs were gayest, and her voice most rich
and sweet.

As soon as Zelda was dressed on that. May morning, she
tripped downstairs to the tiny room which served them as
kitchen and parlour. She was prepared for her usual morn-
ing duties of tidying up and setting the breakfast, for her
mother had been ailing lately, and Zelda had with great
trouble persuaded her to rest a little longer in the morning.
But a surprise awaited her. The few cups and saucers were
on the table, the kettle boiling, and in’ front of her plate
was a bunch of violets.

‘“‘ How lovely!” she cried; “‘ who can have done it ?”

Then she heard suppressed laughter, and, peeping behind
the door, she discovered her mother and the four children.
Zelda smothered them with kisses.

“What a lovely birthday this is,” she said, as they sat
down to their simple meal, and she fastened the violets in
her dress.

“Tow I wish I could give you more, darling,” said her
mother, ‘‘ but I feel that the future has many good things
in store for you.”

(She little thought how soon her words would come true.)



32 ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

“TJ don’t wish
for anything
more, mother,”
said Zelda;
though as she
Sra eiG Gaels teenie lane
2 idn@nyeine ot Jnr
a longings to be a



great singer




ia H INF i <>

= lla Zyl 4

darted through-
her mind, but
she put it away
quickly.

A The children

Vwublie Oce G0)



school, and then Zelda and her mother set to work, for there
was a great deal to do that day. They worked hard for three
hours, and then Zelda was left alone, for her mother had to
take some washing to a house some distance away. Zelda
begged her mother not to go, for she looked very tired, but
she thought the air might do her good.

Zelda went on with her work, but a curious change had
come over her. Often when we are feeling happiest, sud-
denly it is as when a dark cloud passes over the summer sky,
for we feel so sad of heart. Through the open cottage she

could see the narrow street, and once a carriage passed with



ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 33

a lady and a girl in it. They were beautifully dressed, and
leant back with a satisfied air, as if they had everything the
world could give. Zelda’s back was aching, and she felt hot
and tired. For the first time a feeling of discontent crept
into her sunny heart; all the glad birthday thoughts had
died away. _

‘Why must mother work so hard,” she thought, “ and I
too. That girl who drove past just now can amuse herself
from morning till night, and learn to sing-if she pleases,
while |___”

And here, I am sorry to say, Zelda allowed a few tears to

creep into her eyes. The Sunbeams danced on the soapsuds



and made them rainbow-hued.

“< Can’t you help me, Sunbeams?” cried Zelda. The
clock on a neighbouring church struck twelve, and at the
last stroke Zelda, who had buried her face in her hands, heard
a voice say, ‘ Zelda.”

She looked up, and behold! in the midst of a ray which
played on the edge of the tub, stood a radiant little figure.
His flowing robe was the colour of sunlight, and sparks of
quivering light formed a crown upon his head.

“You called me, Zelda,” he said.

‘Who are you?” murmured Zelda.

‘““T am the Sun’s messenger—one of the Sunbeams,” he
answered. ‘ We are always ready to answer the call of those

who love us, and to help them if they stand the test.”



bd ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

“Ah!” cried Zelda, ‘I will do anything, if you will only
help me to become a ereat singer, and make our lives
less hard.”

‘“Come with me, then,” was the answer.

The Sunbeam stretched out his hand, and Zelda felt her-
self drawn up the golden ray by which he had descended.
Up through the clear air she floated ; along the golden path-
way, till they approached a yellow globe of dazzling
brightness.

‘Here is the Sun, earth-child,” said the Sunbeam; and
Zelda found herself on a golden meadow, thronged with
Sunbeams exactly like her guide. The air was full of sweet
music, and great sunflowers turned their radiant faces
towards her.

In the midst of the meadow a golden castle rose up, with
flaming turrets.

“That is the Sun’s dwelling,” said the Sunbeam, “but
we may not take you there, for if mortals gaze upon the Sun,
they can never see aught else again. But I am here to tell
you his commands.”

Meanwhile all the Sunbeams had formed a large circle
round Zelda and her guide.

“Child of Sunshine and of Song,” he said, “we have
answered thy call and will help thee, if thou choosest wisely
of that which we offer thee. We will fulfil thy desire; thou

shalt be taught and shalt become a great singer—so great



ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 3d

that thy voice will make men weep. But then thou must
leave thy mother, thy sisters and brothers, and leave thy life
of toil; thou shalt no longer know hunger and cold, but all
that the world can give thee shall be thine. Yet, remember,
the poor have pleasures which cannot be bought for gold,
and the rich, for all they appear to have all that mortal can
wish, have sometimes sorrows which they would gladly
exchange for poverty. Say, now, wilt thou sooner be the
nightingale of thy cottage home or the song-bird of the
world ?”

Zelda stood bewildered. There rose up before her a
picture of the life which the Sun-
beam offered her—no more work,
no more cold, no
more hunger, but
comfort and _ plea-
sure, and the fulfil-
ment of her one great
wish. It was a glori-
ous dream. But then
she thought of her
mother and brothers
and sisters, of the
tiny cottage which,

though poor and



small, was yet



36 ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

‘““home ” to her, where they often had such happy hours ; she
thought of her hard-working mother, with her sweet, tired
face, and wondered with a glad feeling of pride what they
would all do without “Sunny.” All her sad, discontented
thoughts of the morning came into her mind, and gave her a
sharp conscience prick.

No, a thousand times no! she could never leave them.
No pleasure, no comfort in the world could make up for the
loss of “home.” She turned to the Sunbeam: “I cannot
leave my home and mother,” she said.

A radiant smile illumined the Sunbeam’s face, and whilst
a strain of the most perfect music swept through the air,
Zelda heard avast murmur as of thousands of voices.

“Child of Sunshine and of Song, thou hast chosen
wisely.”

And when once more the Sunbeam took her hand, and
they floated down the golden ray towards Earth, he said to
her:

‘‘Didst thou hear, Zelda, the many voices which rejoiced
at thy choice? When I answered thy call thou wert dis-
contented, and we feared that thou mightst lose thy sunny
spirit. But now we have tried thee and find that thou art,
indeed, the same. We have always watched over thee,
but now the Sun decrees that thou shalt be our special
care.”

They reached the cottage and entered. All was un-



ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 37







i

Ti;

i



changed, save that on the rough
deal table lay a small heap of
glittering a which made the whole room strangely bright.

‘Oh, what is that?” cried Zelda.

‘Tt is sunshine gold,” said the Sunbeam, “and is the
Sun’s gift to you. Every morning you will find a little heap
like this; and, moreover, it is not like the gold which mortals
use. It brings blessing with it to the one who spends it and
the one who receives it, and can never be used for selfish
objects. You may tell your ‘mother this, but no one else, for
others would but laugh and mock, mayhap. So guard and

use it well, and you shall have eternal sunshine in your heart.”



38 ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

And the Sunbeam spoke truly, for a new life began from
that day for Zelda and her dear ones. They had been happy
before, but now no cloud ever passed over their lives; they
no longer suffered hunger and cold, for sunshine gold had
smoothed all hardships away. In time people came from far
and near to hear Zelda sing, and they begged her to travel
to distant countries, and offered her gold untold. But she
refused to leave her home, as she had once refused the offer
of the Sunbeams; nor would she sing for pay, but wherever
there was someone ill or weary, Zelda came with her silvery
voice and made them forget their pain. Thus all her life
she was known as Sunny, and her greatest wish was realized
too. For a sunny heart makes a sunny life—don’t you think

so?







The Princess Almond Blossom.

JJF\HERE was a great meeting of all the animals in Nod
[ Land. They were about to choose the King’s new
Poet, and there was much anxious excitement about the
matter. It rested between the Squirrel and the White Calf,
but, so far, the Squirrel had most votes, and the meeting was
called to settle the thing finally.

When all were assembled, tle two rivals were called upon
to recite each his best piece. Most of the big animals were
in favour of the Calf, as he was known to be rather senti-
mental. He was the first to begin, and his piece was the

following :—



40 THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM.

“Oh, when I think of years and years,
My saddened eyes quite fill with tears,
And trickling o’er my very nose,

Run down and down unto my toes,
My toes.

“T think and think—oh, how I think!
Then blink and blink—oh, how I blink!
Until I feel my courage sink,

And so my sighs arise
And blow and blow
Me to and fro,
And-go and go,
Ah, where, indeed? I do not know,
I do not know.”

When he had gone thus far, having blubbered himself
into quite a sad state, the audience looked at one another
doubtfully, each one wanting his neighbour’s opinion before
being sure of his own; a voice squeaked out: “ Give him a
goose wing to dry his tears!” and this silly remark changed
the current of opinion, and a perfect uproar arose; while
above the tumult could be heard such insulting remarks as,
“Go and be blowed, then!” “Dry up, old chappie!” “ Let
him get his ears trimmed!” ‘Shy a copper kettle at him.”

It was too much for the poor Calf, who sat down, feeling
very much snubbed, even ready to ery ; and this was his final
attempt to be made King Lion’s poet. . Then the Squirrel
was called upon, and standing eracefully, with one paw on

his heart, he said the verse which is written under the





now who tbis can be,
3 A little Princess,
it seems fo me,

From Fairyland awhile

set free.”








THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM. 41

picture. Theap-
plause which
waited for his
last word was
simply deafen-
ing, and with
one accord he
was elected Lau-
reate.

When the ex-
citement had



calmed down,
and he had been: congratulated by his friends, Mr. Reynard
begged him to tell them where he got his ideas.

“From the Princess herself!” he answered, calmly.

“When? Where? How?” they all cried out together.

“Well, it was in this way. I was sitting quietly outside
my door, eating a nut, and I looked up suddenly and there’
she stood—a real ‘ Almond Blossom Princess.’ The flowers
were all over her, until you could hardly tell which was the
flower and which was the Princess!” And the Squirrel
looked round at the animals, who cried out :

“‘ He’s a poet, a real poet!” And a small lizard squeaked,
“Did you speak to her ?”

“Yes,” the Squirrel said, “I could not help asking her
why she looked so happy; and she replied, because she had



42 THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM.




much reason, for

oF that very day she
Ve. had been set free |
from a wicked en-
= chantment.”

“Oh, do tell us about
it!” they all cried out.
‘““'The Princess told me she was the
daughter of King Bogus, of Popland, and
that she had a wicked and
cruel stepmother, who was
awfully jealous of poor little
Princess Blossom, and treated
her as badly as ever she
dared. So one day she told
the King, who was very fond
of Blossom, that the Princess was going away on a visit to
her aunt. Now this was not true, but the wicked Queen
wished to get rid of Blossom, and had consulted a Witch,
who lived down by the sea, and the Witch promised to
change the Princess into a shell.”

‘The shelfish ole thing,” muttered a parrot.

“Don’t interrupt,” said the Squirrel; who then went on
to tell that when the Princess was turned into a shell, she
became such a lovely one that everyone who came to the

Palace admired it, and the King got curious, and wanted to



THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM. 43

know where it came from. ‘The wicked Queen got fright-
ened, and hated so to have poor Blossom admired, even as a
shell, that she got the Witch to transform her into a hunting
horn; but again, when the horn was sounded, the note was
so beautiful and sweet that the people crowded from all
parts to hear it, until the Queen, enraged, sent again for the
old Witch, and insisted on poor Blossom being changed into
something more common. Now the Witch had not power to
transform the Princess more than three times, so she warned
the Queen to consider well what she was about, as this was
the last time she could help her. The wicked Queen, seeing
a plate of almonds and raisins on the table before her, thought
if Princess Blossom was made into an almond, she would
probably get eaten up, and there would be an end of her!
So in a twinkling, poor little Blossom lay on the plate with
the almonds and raisins; and now, indeed, her fate seemed
sealed, for these fruits were meant for a game of snap-dragon,
which the children were to have that evening, it being
Christmas-time, and this was Fridda’s birthday (the Queen’s
own horrid little daughter), and she would be sure to throw
the poor almonds in too.

Now amongst the guests was a favourite cousin of Blos-
som’s, a dear little maid named Trula, and as the Queen was
about to put the fruit into the snapdragon dish, one almond
fell unnoticed by her, near Trula’s plate, and it was so white

and pretty that the little girl could not bear to eat it.



44 THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM.

“‘T will bury it in the ground,” she thought, ‘ and it may
grow into an almond-tree.”

This almond, as you may guess, was Blossom, who was
so grateful to her little friend, feeling that, indeed, she had
been saved from an awful end. Little Trula kept her word,
and when she went home, sowed the almond in her garden.
Then a strange thing happened, the almond really grew up
into a small tree in a very few weeks, and the other almond-
trees knew that it was really a fairy tree, and not like them-
selves. ‘They whispered about it to each other, and one, in
which a tree-fairy dwelt, told them the history of Princess
Blossom, adding that the enchantment would cease on her
birthday if anyone thought kindly of her under the tree on
that day! And on that day, as Trula was playing near her
almond-tree, of which she was very fond, she stood and:
gazed up at the opening blossoms, thinking of her poor little
cousin, saying softly : “ How I wish dear little Blossom were
here.” No sooner had she uttered the words than the Princess
stood beside her, to her great joy. When Princess Blossom
had told all her story to her dear Trula, she said the almond-
tree fairies promised she should keep the power of trans-
forming herself into an almond-tree when she had once
been released, and the little girls agreed that, perhaps, it
was better she should remain a tree as long as her wicked
stepmother lived, but she should first go and tell the King,

her father.



THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM. 45

‘Tt was on her way to the Palace I met her,” finished the
Squirrel. ‘So let us all go and drink long life and good
health to Prince Almond Blossom.”

‘“‘ And success to the King’s new poet,” chorused all the

UG

animals.







How We Tolled the Bell for oa
Fawkes.

: NCLE ANTHONY,” said the Four, as they sat in a
Uw row on the hearthrug, “‘ we wishes you would tell us -

somefin’ you did when you was a little boy.”

“« Somefin’ naughty,” added Flossie, ‘“ somefin’ very
naughty, the most naughtiest thing you ever did.”

“But why naughty ?” enquired Uncle.

‘“°Cause they’se the most interwestin’,” remarked Bobbie.
‘‘ Besides, you’se alive, and werry good little children mostly
dies. I think you must have been rather naughty to live to
be so awful old.”

‘Oh! p’raps not so very much,” cried Tiny, who felt the
last speech to be uot quite polite, “ only just a teeny bit—

just naughty enough to live, uncle dear.”



oe




rown



Eyes ano Bie



HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. AT

‘‘Uncle dear” sat silent for a minute, pulling his long
white beard thoughtfully. He was really the Great Uncle
of the Four, and seemed to them immensely old. However,
they were great friends; and this afternoon, though father
and mother were out, they had come down as usual in the
twilight, and were overjoyed to find uncle ensconced in the
armchair by the fire.

‘* Well,” he said at last, ‘I am sure we did not mean to
be naughty; but about the worst scrape we—that is my
brother Tom and I—ever got into was about Guy Fawkes.”

“Guy Fawkes!” exclaimed Flossie, who had begun the
study of history. “Do you mean the Guy Fawkes as was
blowed up? Did you know him, Uncle?” .

“Not the real Guy Fawkes,’ answered Uncle, gravely ;
“he died just a year or so before I was born; but this was
a Guy Fawkes we made. Tom and I had determined to
have a splendid guy—just like Napoleon Buonaparte, who had
not been very long dead in those days, and whom, of course,
as patriotic English boys, we were bound to detest. So we
begged the housekeeper (mother and father were away in
London) to give us an old suit of clothes, and these we stuffed
with straw for his body and legs, and put a stick through the
sleeves to make them stand out, and we bought a mask as
much like Bony—as we called him—as possible, and made a
cocked hat of coloured paper. Then we put him in a chair

and carried him round the garden, shouting out :—



48 HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES.

js ec ‘Please to remember
ee The Fifth of November.’

But we began to
think it was a pity
*- no one should see our
guy but the gar-
deners, so we carried
him off to the village,
and there we were

greeted with delight;



and Jerry Granger,
the blacksmith’s son, proposed we should make a bonfire on
the Green in the evening and burn Bony. J erry was a great
friend of ours, for he had most splendid ideas. It was he who
the winter before, when the snow was three feet deep, had .
helped us to make the great snowball, which had been such a
wonder, and had lasted quite into the Spring before it melted.
So it was agreed that Jerry and the other children should
collect sticks and leaves and straw for the bonfire ; we had to
run home to dinner, but we would bring back Bony later on
to be burnt.

‘“Now when we got home we found Aunt Margaret had
ridden over to see us; she knew father and mother were
away, and that our tutor, too, was gone home ill, so came to
look after us. She had dinner with us, and we told her all

about Bony, and how we were going to burn him; and then



HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. 4)

she sat by the fire a little while, and we asized her to tell us
a story. Auntie was very good at stories.” 1S Se Ede

‘Do you ’member the story, Uncle?” asked F lossie.

«Yes, quite well, because it had something to Nea
what followed,’ said Uncle. ‘It was this.” _

‘* Once upon a time the Fairies came to athe New Year,
and told him he must get ready to go down to Harth and set
to. work, for the Old Year was growing old and feeble, and
must soon go under the Dark Archway. And they prepared
the Flying Chariot, and harnessed two reindeer to it, and
said that when the Northern Lights began to play and send
up shining ladders from Earth to Heaven, he ia

must drive down them to his work. But the

y
ff.




New Year said :
ot How shall I know when it is exactly the
time, for if I go too soon the Old
Year will be angry.”
ee eet tie
Ba airies an-
swered :
bp isan One of us
eile go and warn
they Olds Viear.
and you will -
hear the _ bells. , #Z

NS
For the. church



~

50 °~HOW WE TOLLED TIE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES.

bells will ring then. Tirst. they will toll—solemn,.and slow,
and sad—because the Old Year must go under the Dark
Archway; and then as the clock strikes twelve they will
chime out to welcome you as you drive your reindeer down
the path of the Northern Lights.’ So the New Year pro-
mised to be ready.

“Then the Fairy came down to earth where the snow lay
thick and white, and there sat the Old Year weeping tears of
‘ice because he must go under the Dark Archway, and the
church bells were tolling solemn and slow.

“Well, the Fairy comforted the Old Year, and told him
he needn’t be fright-
ened to go under the
Dark Archway, be-
cause, on the other
side was a_ beautiful
country, where the sun
always shone, and
there would be no
more ice nor any snow,
nor cold, nor storm and
tempest. So the Old
Year took courage and.
with one last look

plunged under the



Dark Archway, and



HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. 51

the bells began to chime, and the New Year drove his rein-
deer steeds down the Shining Path of the Northern Lights.”

“When Auntie had finished her story she said she must go,
so she kissed us and bade us be good boys and take care not
to burn ourselves when we burnt Bony; and she mounted
her horse and rode away home. But Tom sat looking very
thoughtful.

‘““*Tony,’ he said after a bit, ‘Tony, don’t you think
that as we are going to burn Bony, we ought to toll the bell
for him? Itseems rather mean not to do so.’

“¢ But how can we?’ I said. ‘The ringers won’t be
there.’

““ might doit. Dve often watched them, and thought I would
like to try, only Granger always said I was too small. But I
don’t believe we are. You could pull ofe and I the other.’

“«< But how can we get the key ?’

““¢Tt hangs up in Callcott’s cottage on a nail behind the
clock. Let’s go and ask him.’ |

“We ran off, but when we reached the parish clerk’s
cottage, he was not at home; but the door stood ajar, and
we pushed it and wentin. There hung the church key sure
enough—it was about half a foot long—and Tom was up on
a stool and whipped it off the nail in a minute. Then we
hurried off to the church, which stood outside the village

on the slope of the hill above the river.
D2



52, HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. :

soem! .... . “We were soon inside, and up: the

tower staircase to the ringing chamber,








and there laid hold of the pemaones and
began to pull.

‘We pulled and we Pe with all

our might, but it was some time

before we made any sound; but at

last clash—clane

ea ° uy) — ding—dong

‘ —thebellsbegan

to ring, though



they sounded
rather queer.

| ““¢ We must

ring three times

h three,’ said Tom,

j v who knew the



custom, ‘’cause

he is a man, and then as many years as he is old.’

“** But how old was Bony ?’ I enquired.

“Tom paused. It was a knotty question.

‘“¢¢ Suppose we ring about fifty,’ he said at last. ‘Most
grown-up people are about fifty, you know.’

“So we set to work again, and pulled away at those bells,
and though we made a considerable amount of noise, I fear

we didn’t ring Guy Fawkes’s funeral knell very evenly.



HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY ‘FAWKES. 153

But we worked hard, and had got through the three times
three, and were ringing the probable years of his life, when
@ queer sound attracted our attention, even amid the clang
and clash of the bells. It was a screaming sort of sound,
and Tom let go his rope and peeped out of the tower
window.

“Qh! Tony!’ he called out. ‘They are all here; just
look !’

‘“So they were. All the villagers, men, women, and
children, seemed to be collected in the churchyard, and they
were all staring up with white faces and open mouths at the
tower. They had apparently rushed off without bonnet or
cap—the blacksmith still grasping his forge hammer, and the
carpenter his chisel, and the women with their soiled aprons
and their babies clutched in their arms. And they all looked
frightened out of their wits, especially when they caught
sight of us looking out of the window, for they began to
scream something which sounded like ‘the ghostesses! the
ghostesses !’ .

‘But at that moment we saw Callcott pressing through
the crowd, and following him was the rector himself. Now
we had the greatest awe of the rector, who was not only our
uncle, but a most learned and dignified gentleman. He
always wore a shovel hat and gaiters, because he was an
archdeacon as well as a rector; and he came marching

solemnly through the crowd, and he spoke to the people and



. 54 WOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES.

told them to be quiet, and that he would see what was the
matter with the bells. Then he disappeared under the porch,
- and a minute after we ‘heard his stately step on the tower
_ stairs, and there he was standing in the little arched doorway
which admitted into the ringing chamber.

pe eAubiOmye! Thomas!’ he cried in amazement, as he
recognised our two dusty little figures. ‘What does this
mean ?? ? |
“« «Please, Uncle Theophilus,’ stammered Tom, who was
the eldest, ‘please—we were—were only tolling—for—for—
Guy Fawkes—Bony, I mean!’ ne :

“ _ say, Thomas?’ | es 7
: _ &¢For—for Guy Fawkes,’ murmured Tom, in the smallest
_ of voices. ‘You see—we were—going to—to burn him—and
it seemed only—only kind, because they—they—ring for the
_ Old Year—and chime when the reindeer—’ But here Tom
stopped, hopelessly mixed, and quaking with fear. | |

“*¢JT don’t know what nonsense you are talking, Thomas
Campion,’ said Uncle Theophilus, sternly. ‘But I do know
you have frightened the whole village in the most serious
manner—and have stolen the church key.’ |

“But this accusation I could not stand.

““« We didn’t steal it, Uncle Theophilus,’ I shouted. ‘We
only borrowed it. And the church belongs to everybody,
and everybody has a right to go into it. Father says so.’





IN THE BELFRY.



56 HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES.

‘“‘< But everybody has not the right to ring the bells out
of all time and tune,’ remarked the rector, severely. ‘Come
with me, nephews. You may as well learn that lesson at
once.

‘We did learn that lesson—in Uncle Theophilus’s study
—and Bony wasn’t burnt that night. No! At. about the
time when the enemy of our country should have been
blazing merrily, we were creeping home, two sadder and
sorer boys than had gone forth that afternoon. For the
rector said it was downright sacrilege to toll the church bell
fora Guy Fawkes stuffed with straw, besides frightening all
the people nearly into fits, because they thought that the
ghosts were at their revels in the church, and as our father
was away, Uncle Theophilus felt it was his simple duty to
correct us—and he did so thoroughly.”

* * * * *

The Four listened to the story with deep attention, and -
after a minute’s reflection, Bobbie said :—

‘Did he whack you very hard ?”

‘““Yes, very!” responded Uncle Anthony. ‘Then there
was another silence which lasted some time. The fire had
sunk down to a glowing red, and there were no flames to
give light. It grew darker and darker, and nobody spoke.
Presently the door opened softly, and some one came in.

“Why,” said a Leena tee “T believe they are all
asleep together !” =








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HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. 57

And so they were. Uncle in the armchair, and the Four
on the hearthrug in a heap.

“But Uncle told us a lovely story about a nice man he
knowed, called Mr. Bony,” explained Flossie, “and he was
stuffed with straw—and they was going. to burn him, only
they got whipped instead.” |











Joyce.

HE old Squire rang the bell violently, and came back to
|' his chair at the breakfast-table, trembling. He had
just received a very agitating letter.

When the servant appeared, he looked up absently.

“Did you ring, sir?” asked the man.

“Yes; tell Mrs. Harding to come to me.”

The man withdrew silently, but once outside the door,
he almost ran into the housekeeper’s room.

‘“(Juick, ma’am!” said he, ‘‘there’s something amiss—
my master is all of a shake like; maybe it’s a fit coming
One

“Mercy, William!” exclaimed Mrs. Harding, hurrying

into the morning-room.



JOYCE. 59

“ Don’t be alarmed,” said the Squire, “I’m not ill.”

‘Not bad news, sir, I hope?”

“Very bad news; they are sending home the little one
to me, from India.”

‘What, Miss Joyce, sir?”

The Squire nodded.

“To you, sir? poor Mr. Anthony’s little girl? Deary me,
if that isn’t a charge!” exclaimed Mrs. Harding, lifting her
hands. |

“Yes,” answered the Squire, irritably ; ‘what on earth
am I to do. with a child ?—an old man going down, into the
grave.” ee

“Pll cast about, sir, for something, you may be sure ;
Pve been too used to children to let Miss Joyce be in your
way.” ,

! 9

~“Humph!” said the Squire.

“The poor little fatherless, motherless lamb!” murmured
Mrs. Harding. | .

a She will tease the dogs and get bitten, or tumble down-
stairs, or she will play with fire, or pick my favourite flowers
and melt her wax dolls on the hearth,” grumbled the Squire.

‘“‘ Tl look to it, sir, that she doesn’t.” |

“You have forgotten children, Harding.”

“You shall be left in peace, sir,” rejoined she. ‘“ What
time may Miss Joyce be coming ? ”

“To-night. Send the carriage to meet the eight-o’clock



60< JOYCE. -

train, and make the nurse who brings the child as comfort-
able as you can—she will return to her home in the morn-
ing ; you must find some one in the village as a nursemaid.”

‘Yes, sir, Pll manage everything, you may trust to me,”
said Mrs. Harding.

With a loud sigh over the threatened peace of his life,
the Squire turned to his breakfast and complained that it
was cold.

Joyce arrived at eight o’clock that evening, and was
straightway put to bed without seeing her grandfather.

“The Squire can’t have his ways changed; we must
keep the child quiet,” said Mrs. Harding to the nurse, who
replied,

“Likely she will brighten him up, and take him out of
those ways.”

Mrs. Harding shook her head sadly; she did not think
that was very probable.

Joyce came down the unfamiliar staircase next morning,
and ran across the hall to the morning-room.

Joyce was a shy little maid, and when she saw her grand-
father standing with his back to the wood fire she halted and
put the back of her small hand over her large blue eyes.

“Well, Joyce,” said he, frigidly. |

Joyce peeped at him through her fingers.

~“ Who am I, do you know?” —



JOYCE.. 61

The voice was so like her dead father’s, that Joyce’s shy-
ness vanished.

Yes,” said she.. | ue

“Who, then?” asked the Squire, bending down.

Before Joyce could answer, the big deerhound sprang
across the room to see the small stranger for himself.

‘Down, sir, down! Don’t be afraid of him, Joyce! Pat
him, and make friends! ”

But Joyce was afraid, and
clutched at her grandfather’s hand .
and hid her face in his arm. .






It was surprising how
easy it was to take her on
his knee, and what a
pleasure to feel the
soft fingers in his.
own!

After a little
Joyce patted the
long head of the
deerhound, and
the three became
suddenly very
friendly.

Mrs. Harding

appeared.



62 JOYCE.

‘Shall I take Miss Joyce in the garden, sir ?”

“‘ What do you say, Joyce?” said the Squire.

‘Tf you please,” said she, getting off his knee, and placing
her hand confidingly in Mrs. Harding’s.

The two went through the open windows into the sunlit
garden, and the Squire, instead of beginning his breakfast,
sighed and looked after them.

“You mustn’t ever pick the flowers, Miss Joyce,” said
Mrs. Harding, while the child dragged a tall fox-glove
towards her to smell.

“Why not?” said Joyce.

‘“‘ Because it would make grandpa angry.”

COV Vialanyy

‘“‘ Because he loves them.” _

They walked through the flower-gardens into ane fruit-
garden, and then they came back to the morning-room
windows. =e

As they passed, the Squire called to his grandchild.

“You mustn’t stay too long, Miss Joyce, for grandpapa
soon gets tired,” said Mrs. Harding. |

Joyce ran in with a little childish cry of delight.

“What is it, Joyce?” said the Squire, expectantly,
putting down his newspaper.

‘‘Grandpapa, I’ve seen such apples, such lovely apples,”
cried she.

“What? do you want one?” he inquired.

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apple-cheeks
‘Dimpling

in a smile,

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JOYCE. 63

“Yes, but I mustn’t

pick apples,” answered
Joyce, shaking her





head very gravely.
“Oho!” said the

Squire, with a sudden

twinkle in his sad eyes,
“and I am to come and
pick one—is that it?”

“Yes,” answered

Joyce, “yes, grand-

papa !” Le

The Squire stood



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up, straightened his // /|
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sently he and Joyce
went. hand in hand
down the garden.

‘Now, look at that! on the very first morning, too!”
said Mrs. Harding to William, “and he so set on being left
to himself.” |

‘“‘ Hasn’t touched his breakfast, scarce, nor ain’t read his
paper, ma’am!”

“Dear! dear! wonders will never cease!” said she.

After this day, the old Squire began to have pleasure in



64 JOYCE.






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his own possessions once more—in things that he had almost
forgotten were his. Joyce took him to watch the pigs
being fed, or to look for eggs in the hens’ nests, or to see
the ducks waddle to the water’s edge across the large
pond away from the joyous cries of little Joyce.

The Squire’s health improved, he seldom complained of
fatigue, he no longer dreaded the coming of winter with its
dark,’ cold, and dreary days, for a little child was filling
his old age with all the simple delights that old age loves.
He was never lonely.

So Joyce beguiled the old Squire and made him

happy, until he wondered how he ever existed without her.

ao Reed





T happened that on one afternoon in December the
| weather had turned fine, and Jan started off in a small
boat called a “dingy,” on a little expedition of his own, along
the rocky coast, to try and catch something with his net
or line to take home to his mother. He was feeling sad, for
times had been very bad latterly, and it was hard work to
find food or money. He presently espied an opening in the
rocks like a little tunnel, only visible at low water, and being
a fearless little lad, he sculled the dingy into the narrow
channel. This passage suddenly widened out, and Jan
found himself in a large lofty cave, dimly lighted by the
passage through which he had come. ‘The boat’s keel
erated on the pebbles, and Jan stepped ashore, half afraid
of the deep silence and gloom, and started to explore
the place. The sight of the cave filled Jan with wonder,
for the walls seemed made of thousands of slender col-

umus, of all shapes and sizes. The number of nests in
E



66 FROM UNDER THE WAVES.

the rock ledges
S showed that the
cave was the re-

treat of thou-



sands of sea fowl,
and in exploring these, Jan
quite forgot all about the
time, till a peculiar booming

sound caused him to start and

Fi eee y 2 Me ed ‘ listen. It was caused by the

tide, which was tossing the

waves against the entrance,



and Jan found, to his dismay,
that he could no longer get out through the passage, and was,
in fact, a prisoner. The water rose higher and higher, and
Jan had to retreat further up the rocks, till he climbed above
the high-water mark, on to a ledge of rock where, as there
was nothing else to be done, he sat down and waited.

Jan was a sensible little lad, who knew that the tide ebbs
as regularly as it flows, and did not, therefore, give himself
up for lost, as some little boys might have done. It was very
dreary and gloomy in his rocky prison, and Jan felt cold and
tired; and, presently fell into an uneasy sleep, with his head
on a bunch of seaweed.

% * * *

“Don’t be afraid, Jan, I won’t hurt you,” said a voice



FROM UNDER THE WAVES. 67

as musical as a tide ripple, and then Jan saw, seated on a
neighbouring ledge of rock, a beautiful lady, with red golden
hair and a pair of the bluest eyes that Jan had ever seen.
Her dress was of lovely tinted seaweed, trimmed with coral,
which matched her lips, and she looked so gentle and loving
that Jan quite forgot to feel afraid, but was terribly nervous.

‘TI beg your pardon, Miss,” stammered Jan, ‘‘ but I hope

you won’t mind me stopping here a little longer, till I can
get out.”

“Get out? why, that is nothing; but I forgot that you
are only a mortal,” laughed Jan’s visitor.

“And what may you be, Miss, if I may ask?” said Jan,
pulling his forelock, sailor fashion.

“I’m Mother Carey,” replied the sea fairy (for such
she was), “and I learnt from my chickens that you had
come to one of their homes, so I came to cheer you up, and
tell you not to be downhearted, for I know all about you.
Will you come with me, and I will show you my Palace
of Pearls?” |

“T can’t come for long,” replied Jan, “for I must not
leave my mother.”

“T like you all the better for that,” smiled Mother Carey,
“‘ but you shall come back whenever you like; so come, my
boy, and learn something of the bottom of the sea.”

So saying, Mother Carey lightly touched Jan’s ears,

which seemed to him to change into the gills of a fish, while
E2



68 FROM UNDER THE WAVES.

he seemed to be shrinking into a very small being indeed.
At a sign from Mother Carey, two sea-horses appeared, and
Jan mounted on one of them—without saddle or bridle—felt
himself sinking down through the clear water out of the
cave, and then away at full gallop across the bottom of the
sea.

At last they arrived at what looked like an impassable wall
of rock, but the next instant Jan saw a coral gate, which
swung open at their approach; and then on into a glittering
grotto hung with pearls, which glowed and twinkled like so
many stars, while the floor of silver sand sparkled like
diamonds.

‘Welcome to the Palace of Pearls,” cried Mother Carey,
who gaye their horses to a crowd of sea-urchins to be rubbed
down. ‘This is my reception day, and you shall see my
subjects,” she continued, leading Jan to a seat of coral. She
then clapped her hands, upon which a procession of. lobsters
appeared, bearing in their claws all manners of sea dainties,
on many coloured shells, which Jan tasted, as all good-
mannered children should, without asking any question.

‘What a lovely life you lead here,” cried Jan, “ with no
work and all play; and to.live in this beautiful palace. It is
much better than on shore. I wish I could stay, but my
mother would be sad if I never came back.”

‘Now, Jan, can you guess why I brought you here?”
asked Mother Carey. ‘It was to show you that there is no



happiness with-
out work, and
that everything
has its tasks and
troubles.”
While she
was speaking the
grotto had filled
with a number
of new arrivals,
from all parts of
the sea; who
kept looking at
Jan as a sort ot
curiosity, till he
actually blushed.

“What work we have been having lately

FROM UNDER THE WAVES. 69



1»

g cried a

smart little stormy petrel (one of Mother Carey’s chickens).

“T declare I am quite tired out with racing about in

front of the gales to warn seamen of the danger coming

to their ships; and it is not as if they thanked us for it

either.”

‘“‘T’m afraid we shall have to give up the North Pole at

last,” sighed a beautiful polar bear, wiping away a couple of

salt tears; ‘‘ for

those wretched, restless, human beings will

not let it alone, and are going to try to fly through the air in



70 FROM UNDER THE WAVES

a balloon to get at it, and all our work in keeping it clean
will be wasted.”

‘Yes, that is certainly annoying,” sighed a seal, with
large wistful eyes; ‘but, oh! to think of my trouble. Why,
only the other day my poor little baby was sleeping on an
ice floe, and some horrid men knocked it on the head, and I
heard them say that its little skin would help to make a fine
jacket for a lady.. Lady, indeed! as if it were ladylike to
wish to wear more than one skin at a time,” and the poor seal
burst out sobbing.

Jan felt very much like crying himself at:the seal’s story,
and kept on swallowing a lump which would keep on rising
in his throat, and Mother Carey, seeing him thus, took him
by the hand and led him into a beautiful coral chamber.

‘So you see, dear boy, that every one has their troubles,
and every one has their work, too,” she said, kindly. ‘ Look
at this coral reef. Do you think it was raised by magic?
Oh, dear no, this is the work of millions of little workers,
who spent their lives toiling hard without grumbling, and
died while doing their duty.” |

“Tf you please, Miss,” whispered Jan, “Tl never be
downhearted or discontented again, for everybody seems to
have some trouble; and, please, may I go home and begin
my work at once ?”

“Yes, Jan, and take this little present home with you,”
replied Mother Carey, who, after placing a small box in his



FROM UNDER THE WAVES. 71

hand, called a nauti-



lus which was pass- |



ing, and kissing Jan iF
on the _ forehead,
seated him in the

shell and wished him





a pleasant passage

hone. le eR TO
* * * ** WS Seam PT ees
5 BEET

‘‘ Mother Carey
might have put a
cushion -in this
shell,” muttered Jan, eas
who was feeling very cold and stiff; and then he looked up,
and found to his surprise that he was not in-a shell at all,
but was cramped up on the ledge in the cave, with the
moonlight streaming in through the opening.

He looked round for his little box and, sure enough, on a
ledge above his head there was a box or casket which he had
not noticed before. The dingy was floating in the pool, and
Jan, having stowed his box under the seat, sculled out into
the moonlight, not quite sure whether he was awake or still
dreaming. ;

“Bless the child, where have you been?” cried his mother,
as Jan, cold and tired, crawled into the cottage at daybreak,

with the box under his arm.



72 FROM UNDER THE WAVES.

‘‘ Been, mother ?
why, to Davy Jones’
Locker and the Pa-
lace of Pearls, along
with Mother Carey ;
and see what I’ve
brought you from
her.”

“ Don’t talk non-
sense, child,” cried

his mother, ‘‘ but sit



down at once and get

d

something to eat;”’ which Jan was very glad to do, for his.
meal at Mother Carey’s did not seem to have kept him from
feeling hungry now.

When the box was opened, it was found to be full of jewels.

‘Where did ye get this, Jan?” sharply asked his mother ;.
and then Jan told his story.

‘You've had a better night’s find than your poor father
ever had, my boy,” cried his uncle Roger, “for these are
Lady Vere’s stolen jewels, for the discovery of which there
is £100 reward. The thief must have known of that cave,
and hid them there till the hue and ery had passed a bit.”

And so it turned out; and when Jan and his mother went
up to the Hall, and Jan told how he had found them, her

ladyship smiled and said :— :



FROM UNDER THE WAVES. 73

‘Well, I must certainly believe in Mother Carey after
this, and you will, of course, for she has made you a present
of a hundred pounds to start with.”

So her ladyship placed a nice new crisp banknote in Jan’s
hand, with which he. was able to get his mother many
comforts, besides a most magnificent Christmas dinner, and
many things besides.

Ever since that night Jan has prospered in the world.
Some say that it is because Mother Carey has taken a fancy
to him, and, perhaps, this is true; but he is never dis-
contented with his lot,
and no matter what diffi-
culties come in his way
—-and we all have them >
—he works on with the
determination to do his
best and conquer them.
He remembers his visit
to Mother Carey, and
the lesson he

brought from



under the waves.





“© FINOOK, took!” said the brown hen: ‘I don’t object
| to a worm as a relish, but just now I want my
breakfast !”

‘Cheep, cheep! So do we,” said the fluffy little chicks.

‘“‘ Susie is late,” said a corpulent duck, who looked as if
she went on eating breakfast all day till supper came. ‘The
children have all bathed, and are starving.” =

‘‘Peep, peep! Here she comes!” cried the hungry
ducklings.

Susie, rosy and fat, and clean and smiling, came running
with the corn, singing as she came, as nice a little girl as the
sun looked down on that Spring day. Not far behind ran
Polly, rosy and fat and smiling, too. !

From far corners came, waddling and scrambling, all the
ducks and chickens to be fed.



FILIBUSTER’S FAULL. ri)

‘Where is
Filibuster?” said
Susie. As she
spokethere came |
flying over the
hedge the most
beautiful Cock-
a-doodle-do you



ever saw. He was pure white, with the most lovely curly
tail feathers in the world, a bright scarlet comb, yellow
eyes, and white fluffy knickerbockers. ‘There was no one in
the yard at alllike him. The dear souls were commonplace
people, and all much alike. No one quite knew how Fili-
buster came to be there. Susie’s mother one day bought
some eggs at market, put them under the brown hen, and in —
due course ten quite common little chickens pecked their way
out of the shells, and the eleventh was Filibuster !

Fivery day he grew more beautiful, and Susie and Polly,
who fed the chickens and ducks, and loved each one, loved
Filibuster best of all. He was so very beautiful! |

But I am afraid they were the only admirers he had. He
was not popular in the yard. Proud people are never much
liked, and Filibuster was as proud as any peacock, and as
vain as he was handsome.

“Out of the way! Make room for me! Goodness

' gracious, you’ve eaten enough for two now!” he said to the



76 FILIBUSTER’S FALL.



ime Chek, lo
think that I should
liveamongsuchun-
mannerly people,”
he cried ; and even
Susie, who - loved
him, was sorry to

see how her darl-



ing Filibuster el-
bowed and pushed, and pecked the baby chickens.

1?

“Unmannerly yourself!” said a large black Cochin Cock,

called ‘“‘ Chinese Joe,”

who was a declared enemy of Fili-
buster’s ; and he carefully placed his large feathered foot on
Filibuster’s slender white claw, which made him jump.

“ Susie,” said little Polly, “don’t you think Filibuster is
just lovely, look at him now. Iam sure he must get first prize
of all!”

“We shall see,” said Polly.

At last he was to see the world, and, what was a thousand
times better, the world was to see him! For there was to be
a great Poultry Show, he learned, at a ‘“ Palace” too, and
he, Filibuster, was to go.

Next day he went off in a hamper. Iam sorry to say
Chinese Joe crowed triumphantly as the cart and Filibuster
disappeared, and said: ‘I, for one, don’t care if he never

returns.” And all the little chickies and ducklings hopped



ory



basketful |
of corn for the chicks
And little pickings for

litte dicks.



FILIBUSTER’S FALL. 77

and tweeted and wriggled for joy, Filibuster was so unkind
to them, and had such a sharp beak.

Not many days after, Filibuster came back. Susie and
Polly were wild with joy, for at the great show, among
thousands of birds, Filibuster had got Champion Prize of all.
It was indeed a triumph.

In the yard there was little pleasure, but:a great deal of
curiosity over Filibuster’s return.

He was at once surrounded by a crowd of anxious ques-
tioners. “What was it like?” “Who was there?”
“‘Hadn’t anyone wanted to buy him?” (this from Chinese
Joe). “ What did he have to eat?” (asked the fat duck) ;
and so on, and so on.

“Don’t all speak at once, and I will tell you,” said Fili-
buster, grandly and graciously. “It was a beautiful show.
Thousands of elegant lady and gentlemen birds, such as you
have never seen, all arranged in rows. Ducks as big as
geese, and geese as big as sheep. Fowls of all colours,
shapes, and sizes. The Palace is a beautiful building, made
of glass, and enormous. Of course, I had a good place. On
one side of me was a Duchess’ hen. She said at her home
all the drinking-pans were pure gold, and they had six meals
aday. On the other side was a pale, proud gentleman, with
a whity comb and half-shut aristocratic eyes. He had a
genteel appetite, and never spoke. I fancy he belonged to a

Prince.”



78 FILIBUSTER’S FALL.

‘“‘Tve heard enough of this,” said Chinese Joe, strutting
off, ‘“Lreally don’t believe half of it.”

“Well, Mr. Filibuster,” said a dear little bantam Pallee
‘“aren’t you glad to come home to Miss Susie and Polly, that
love you so?”

“Not a bit!” said he. “They are nice children, I allow,
but I am, as I often told you, far too good for this pokey farm
yard. Some day I shall fly far away, and you will never see
me again ! Cock-a-doodle-do!”

But in two or three days’ time F aoneece had lost all his
proud looks, and a good deal of his beauty. He was very ill.
His comb was no longer crimson, but pale and sickly ; his
tail dropped, his feathers looked askew, and his crow was
gone. He shivered and sneezed, as he sat in a corner.
Susie and Polly were much distressed.

Very soon sneezing and coughing was going on all over
the yard, every bird looked more or less wretched, and a lot
of the babies died. |

“It’s my opinion,” said Chinese Joe, hoarsely, ‘that Fili-
buster brought home some complaint from the show. I
fancy that ‘pale, proud gentleman’ he talked about, with the
half-shut eyes, was diseased !” 5

It was wet weather, too, which made matters worse. Susie
and Polly were busy, indeed; they felt like hospital nurses,
and there were some sad little funerals of baby chicks to be

conducted, too.



FILIBUSTER’S FALL. 79:

At last mat-
ters mended.
The sun shone,
the fowls all felt
better, and the
ducks resumed
their splashing

in the pond. Fili-



buster came out
for an airing at noon, quite the invalid, in a flannel jacket
Susie had made for him. He was not a favourite, but
everyone felt sorry for him.

‘“‘ Better leave shows alone, old boy,” said Chinese Joe,
‘cand stay at home and teach us manners.”

‘“‘T hope you're better, sir,” said the bantam pullet; ‘you

don’t look like yourself yet.”

“Filly, my dear!”
before a fall.”

Filibuster was much enraged; ‘old boy,” indeed, from

said the brown hen, “pride comes.

Chinese Joe, and patronising advice from a hen! Choking
with anger, he said some very naughty words, and hobbled
back to the kitchen.

In time, however, he was quite well, and vainer and more
disagreeable than ever. Chinese Joe thought at last he could
endure it no longer.

One day, he suddenly saw Filibuster standing on the edge



80 FILIBUSTER’S FALL.

of a half-full tar-barrel, left open by mistake. He flew beside
him and began to whisper: “ Filibuster, I say, my lad,” mean-
while, edging closer and closer, till in one minute the poor
beautiful vain white bird was struggling in the black tar!

You may imagine how he looked when he came out, and
you know for yourselves how difficult sticky tar would be to
get off his feathers.

At last his pride seemed humbled, indeed. So quiet he
grew that wicked Chinese Joe repented, brought him all his
finest worms, and indeed, before long, the two became the
best of friends.

Filibuster is now a patriarch in the yard, and beloved by
every one. He finds it is better to have many friends than

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FILE SIZE '774033' DFID 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKYS' ORIGIN 'DEPOSITOR' PATH 'sip-files00001.jp2'
MESSAGE_DIGEST ALGORITHM 'MD5' 16b3389dfaee4b03d38fd7a9cc82ff53
'SHA-1' 6d69adc921f0e18d7e22cc90f84b6c232c9c26a0
EVENT '2011-11-05T08:03:55-04:00' OUTCOME 'success'
PROCEDURE describe
'189254' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKYT' 'sip-files00001.jpg'
5bb6a1336d4820c9fc158d86ccd077da
620384f369463f83f5eb842da8205f9b167aca65
'2011-11-05T08:03:49-04:00'
describe
'8115' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKYU' 'sip-files00001.pro'
c4f5541c141e1f71b64bc9d16a9bcfa5
c50c48ca9f156d8edf90f1bcc775e5bd5054d070
'2011-11-05T08:03:34-04:00'
describe
'56715' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKYV' 'sip-files00001.QC.jpg'
050b8cae70fa0629a664fba48556d5f5
5e3bcbf41237c45115a4467f0a66be81f1fb2d8b
'2011-11-05T08:03:46-04:00'
describe
'18586284' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKYW' 'sip-files00001.tif'
4a6da28039e564d0d3d91744886f3b40
67d21d050e660fd5ffc56b699d2b7ad8b531c804
'2011-11-05T08:03:29-04:00'
describe
'447' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKYX' 'sip-files00001.txt'
5b9320e7a788b2dfd635e95cc7d1b923
54e0d678da617b53f60b4a236bc41c6a42c2e6a9
'2011-11-05T08:03:32-04:00'
describe
WARNING CODE 'Daitss::Anomaly' Invalid character
'23394' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKYY' 'sip-files00001thm.jpg'
1f71c6618ae7f6e3c65e6b2ceb9ed534
74bde5b75a69511014a31f03d535a096755b4869
'2011-11-05T08:04:57-04:00'
describe
'816478' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKYZ' 'sip-files00002.jp2'
84d7a13adecff08fd34ba87ae251a33d
9a618b5e48bfc4ac7aa2eb71529de5f8bf7dd9d6
'2011-11-05T08:03:02-04:00'
describe
'219441' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZA' 'sip-files00002.jpg'
338d771368bf8d6bcb7f990c7a99aeab
a9a4dddd3c164ca9ccedac399f5c2a25ac1d0ce9
'2011-11-05T08:04:10-04:00'
describe
'22168' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZB' 'sip-files00002.pro'
badaa7c3517e2f8505e1ee9e448fff1e
506f7b575c95b8babd51c2b23d5f277b3402cf59
'2011-11-05T08:03:12-04:00'
describe
'53312' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZC' 'sip-files00002.QC.jpg'
478ae60c4cd58d813080cfbe58364b08
827737dc49b770fab8f88e8d4919154545df97b6
'2011-11-05T08:04:18-04:00'
describe
'19602220' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZD' 'sip-files00002.tif'
f0f194c9754a4ebf96292edc53a0cb5e
6daf715724270803df81fc16fdc7bed96d26b458
'2011-11-05T08:03:58-04:00'
describe
'888' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZE' 'sip-files00002.txt'
0d5c042be00c4b5d13a333858f42ab7b
7b8b5ec4b4fc6e57d5d79c22b03c85b2f32b52d5
'2011-11-05T08:04:41-04:00'
describe
Invalid character
'17130' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZF' 'sip-files00002thm.jpg'
3c61dd68cceba9e8601b1844a561bbca
1b8c1fbea0380f5a98fedbf307bbd907ff7a3d1a
'2011-11-05T08:04:39-04:00'
describe
'664868' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZG' 'sip-files00003.jp2'
a3a1c5a4766fc6ad825ac12952a2262f
e0811c2c3e737591073b6070bd749bd7a17d189a
'2011-11-05T08:03:57-04:00'
describe
'283054' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZH' 'sip-files00003.jpg'
46e458d2879cdd2e32d3b1296e7627d9
1e4b6a1ee1194e7c8bd6e334120bedfb5571ade6
describe
'75382' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZI' 'sip-files00003.QC.jpg'
f5bb7cbaaad04fc9d506171200ca842f
223b039408b3e6b4aed1b3f3fb4d793213555299
'2011-11-05T08:03:37-04:00'
describe
'5336532' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZJ' 'sip-files00003.tif'
eb77c5cea1796624d1285e42afcfebb4
cf7fca81e9278d76f2cf867baf21e6d77a12570a
'2011-11-05T08:04:44-04:00'
describe
'28187' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZK' 'sip-files00003thm.jpg'
1489ccb7f7f28fe4977b8630e7cad9f8
80fdb8763c0661328af74cc378ac2c51a9160047
'2011-11-05T08:04:20-04:00'
describe
'665027' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZL' 'sip-files00005.jp2'
4e228beecc331e6ac71b4db6060f5e54
c709cadee3abb0644ef3c74e8c194ec9b551ed77
'2011-11-05T08:03:26-04:00'
describe
'60991' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZM' 'sip-files00005.jpg'
9f0cc033f0d273793df8c26b0c52ebac
708efa48d4e3bc17d4cb32c880ae51625de9bb79
'2011-11-05T08:03:40-04:00'
describe
'602' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZN' 'sip-files00005.pro'
7cf45e8ba51764ef412fae1cd8a83758
366ebea6be13b3cb9e236032647914109f3726ae
'2011-11-05T08:04:36-04:00'
describe
'27846' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZO' 'sip-files00005.QC.jpg'
3104d86043827f79b084bcf2ad8c5382
80de0060ac6077e7a8a55618336f02ba0e896b55
'2011-11-05T08:04:49-04:00'
describe
'5337308' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZP' 'sip-files00005.tif'
75233773f9465c8e5c591774c168798a
cb6e2b557a4b229ae5b5661bfd9d32298da22f10
'2011-11-05T08:04:09-04:00'
describe
'42' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZQ' 'sip-files00005.txt'
536c36e332e7a641ed1dd19b2debe727
b6e6917e1cde7c4b8babbf2a812584f22ac8b4bd
'2011-11-05T08:03:31-04:00'
describe
'20038' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZR' 'sip-files00005thm.jpg'
7f796e5b20ebe80ed03382ecef4a9ba0
6b39609e921b937361e8f5011f1374af74a726df
'2011-11-05T08:03:03-04:00'
describe
'664941' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZS' 'sip-files00006.jp2'
48a8fc2e27a54a59690a2db3d536835d
76e1054a7cd8f5d4c908f45c2cd86d6bb655324a
'2011-11-05T08:03:19-04:00'
describe
'51046' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZT' 'sip-files00006.jpg'
090e28d51d47ff5ba9a7bba25f7e3a5e
fae07eee36d0dd09856048aa8cfc1c8408956894
'2011-11-05T08:04:35-04:00'
describe
'24482' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZU' 'sip-files00006.QC.jpg'
bc52ee668378c9539a4f1b447012aef1
9ceaf1fb173ad11ab933bfd415ff0caa45f6deba
'2011-11-05T08:03:15-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZV' 'sip-files00006.tif'
200f6a762e7bb2c677d4b81694f3dfbd
15af89567498d478ee6a1236d4d7ec5c5e0ee825
'2011-11-05T08:03:33-04:00'
describe
'19164' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZW' 'sip-files00006thm.jpg'
2326bdf98eb1cb5c6b60af777944d439
a72b3c05ed4c3f10c64bc0c714be1301cc9c7386
'2011-11-05T08:04:38-04:00'
describe
'665304' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZX' 'sip-files00007.jp2'
f9104b60e84b5bac2271b1ac215596f8
ae2144209cdc64b7eca6a1e6413eb1c454eb205d
'2011-11-05T08:04:43-04:00'
describe
'139630' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZY' 'sip-files00007.jpg'
f857edd9ddb169b3bd2896adae65eff6
2e139e04f4a5ed0fac64997c454a865631e17fe8
'2011-11-05T08:03:30-04:00'
describe
'10042' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABKZZ' 'sip-files00007.pro'
cfef16d22387d914769917e596c67bf3
de6dcba17dda2b7311931c891034d171df3450af
'2011-11-05T08:04:34-04:00'
describe
'52414' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAA' 'sip-files00007.QC.jpg'
3282da50ef5a0ff77322768098bb88a5
e8281a22cdb114a3b8c693cac395e07b7dc34115
'2011-11-05T08:03:06-04:00'
describe
'5339260' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAB' 'sip-files00007.tif'
1d7f36b44cbbde74a763f3bbec7b3eee
81d8765dea1bcfd63348a5bbf90fd452d468554b
'2011-11-05T08:03:36-04:00'
describe
'510' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAC' 'sip-files00007.txt'
a41bc1f53f2d54191e5cedbd4205dab5
9134842a7e37e30157f487acfbed1314e0d92d40
'2011-11-05T08:02:58-04:00'
describe
'26325' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAD' 'sip-files00007thm.jpg'
5d5a8842f66125519b1c49c86dc0334f
3cb372cad453d361818c4301594a501f55e6a81a
describe
'664710' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAE' 'sip-files00008.jp2'
45f62f4d4049fbc6f96e8744214b27eb
8001714458197d3240f30f9a4a8cb6f56a5639bc
'2011-11-05T08:03:00-04:00'
describe
'50569' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAF' 'sip-files00008.jpg'
227d8e367a9cec02907dfe4bb103bb1d
3784371e0f2a5504ca0b99782387a9ee10caa621
describe
'25591' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAG' 'sip-files00008.QC.jpg'
8e8526749b18c005ed5c0e6ad169c7d7
b03bd1cfe0698aaa283e04513407f5f55e7f152e
'2011-11-05T08:04:32-04:00'
describe
'5334580' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAH' 'sip-files00008.tif'
fba02ba54afef83cf4980bcc7e25216a
a42468b08a9236f84ea7d58f7b6512d7d9c71977
'2011-11-05T08:04:15-04:00'
describe
'19493' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAI' 'sip-files00008thm.jpg'
0bc6b15b640fa0ab15a9a837506aac0d
394ac215a04ce7a8694df2a70380ee896b4a376a
'2011-11-05T08:03:09-04:00'
describe
'664914' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAJ' 'sip-files00010.jp2'
2687b83e5b7071cf57af374cf9933c58
96e3b6d58b1041aadb264e0a85b4b4698c57aaaf
'2011-11-05T08:03:13-04:00'
describe
'167455' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAK' 'sip-files00010.jpg'
a6cea82515ebbf870a61c114a1d74420
0c77d9811b06a99c8e9fea2adf6cd5b854085566
'2011-11-05T08:03:22-04:00'
describe
'2273' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAL' 'sip-files00010.pro'
515eec467d990e76e767c15f1f87cc71
69d5c413b3b42e3f5cce7736756da32980cdac7e
describe
'48180' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAM' 'sip-files00010.QC.jpg'
2d1d82ccc8c7e9e724ad7723f92f919d
72606c3a0f96a75226394ebc4937ce6b844ba824
'2011-11-05T08:03:52-04:00'
describe
'15967300' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAN' 'sip-files00010.tif'
b44b9d8f1865016c853369b3f4a524ee
3723881f7c99a760dcb928207dd055e533e95467
'2011-11-05T08:03:35-04:00'
describe
'279' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAO' 'sip-files00010.txt'
ebb38a7a2a98e7f99ae09ca0afdf4a41
80014c4b8e516605c3617906c164c485b2cab3ed
describe
Invalid character
'20565' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAP' 'sip-files00010thm.jpg'
5ba9308f51396c56b85236357589bc3e
fe7e8da218b707f2dbf21dbc7eb8f3cac6822486
describe
'665270' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAQ' 'sip-files00011.jp2'
38ce18d676a81ea9ca9bfa7bc9bb5910
7347ace3b377739c9a878916ba469219a507c1b3
'2011-11-05T08:03:41-04:00'
describe
'122265' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAR' 'sip-files00011.jpg'
f75f5f87841855165739981c031ede51
ee93216ac2dd9a9e286ba680f5d0371a15a04a1a
'2011-11-05T08:03:20-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAS' 'sip-files00011.pro'
bdb5b460e08734567224146b9df58056
04162eab1e30f573b11427c7b3b2ae2498c6c462
'2011-11-05T08:03:10-04:00'
describe
'45931' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAT' 'sip-files00011.QC.jpg'
cd105db3a3f281c142f36a0fb723efb1
c93f61cd92e4dd8d328145d778e4e87f6b6fc16a
'2011-11-05T08:04:24-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAU' 'sip-files00011.tif'
580194410bc9c340018af9d7db5f0fed
21aa6bdc15f29ea867b96f9fbd83edd3704ea08e
'2011-11-05T08:03:16-04:00'
describe
'952' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAV' 'sip-files00011.txt'
1c5aa0edab3474c6e5a2f62f260be957
bb1b5ca38b7d00dadaa870af05f9bfd92f8ee186
describe
'23814' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAW' 'sip-files00011thm.jpg'
19a69b891452df7c49e6d1065c700fa5
3a8951a8dd71db6151329c83e3e33d95f4df2a3a
describe
'664713' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAX' 'sip-files00012.jp2'
c745bfe106f4e75dcdaee7068115eabb
96c5d0f8f2cd14e96d73b7f7c787837ba4eb6dbb
describe
'128335' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAY' 'sip-files00012.jpg'
20e177234df82b42806110b7dfc83079
5117f1c5915d6c76a02e3e6ea55294e72dd62995
'2011-11-05T08:04:13-04:00'
describe
'26916' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLAZ' 'sip-files00012.pro'
c5a911bd419deeef23dea8d4000f3152
b7387b14e3015efb4bd3ccb89ba158730339fc0a
'2011-11-05T08:04:53-04:00'
describe
'50105' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBA' 'sip-files00012.QC.jpg'
c519b6bcfeed3fc08d4a3055e6215ffa
aceaf8df66be8ea6dcddb93c2527023ace272005
'2011-11-05T08:04:50-04:00'
describe
'5334576' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBB' 'sip-files00012.tif'
3bc6a85c961ebc4f1d292bd1001a13e0
ea707cd280c65e39633fb53952da2efe8d8c0ab0
'2011-11-05T08:03:38-04:00'
describe
'1148' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBC' 'sip-files00012.txt'
a259dfcf6ef6c833dcdad6d11c9c5227
e9226a2c19acc8c1a0dbb6d2b16d9d02f0ec24d7
describe
'24886' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBD' 'sip-files00012thm.jpg'
f58c7dc1b173b3502852010c57e5971c
95291f8faf9b21e7234b15cf701f0a6a7561f083
'2011-11-05T08:04:21-04:00'
describe
'664642' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBE' 'sip-files00013.jp2'
8580313e27625d937a2d0c501ef00c17
3c05d5b4ebcb2eacf359e5c924dbc8979564d44c
'2011-11-05T08:04:45-04:00'
describe
'126786' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBF' 'sip-files00013.jpg'
7a609d05f0fd11e967f8d46e87b3fa89
a9afd93ec75689b029ceddfcbbccc2f3a4527d09
'2011-11-05T08:03:17-04:00'
describe
'14321' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBG' 'sip-files00013.pro'
34ed57a6c5a9ba6ea65326b03d12cbc4
9d17f55967de6e1f7b0c1ffe63bed75642023d87
'2011-11-05T08:04:28-04:00'
describe
'49416' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBH' 'sip-files00013.QC.jpg'
34d8c7bb126f31d8ea14c5290280b70b
68f10b1ca22276231cb5bc2450188450aaf90ab3
'2011-11-05T08:04:16-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBI' 'sip-files00013.tif'
997a645726134dd44d2b26d648b3079e
af80d891a349e4b5bc22fd7f62b8bd452dade498
describe
'592' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBJ' 'sip-files00013.txt'
d8813e72ca72f9d65f47c4288e890f10
e78347b093600d19636c1bd2db31adce72d566c4
describe
'25052' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBK' 'sip-files00013thm.jpg'
7a5e4d72a6776a6af64b738342ca41c3
209c43ff6b528816ce564077c16ed8e8b49d6385
'2011-11-05T08:02:57-04:00'
describe
'664706' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBL' 'sip-files00014.jp2'
f4f72c3d6c5e72d52c0ab28a5833cf2c
289fe0115ff2c18453a83adb7b5ab590477a7af7
'2011-11-05T08:04:42-04:00'
describe
'142293' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBM' 'sip-files00014.jpg'
3953832beb2a9c8a2318a5fc9af58675
a311ff27208a91118c0d496bdb5ae6191dbf99c7
describe
'36587' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBN' 'sip-files00014.pro'
df32bd727c4230c101715cf3d08f5761
ce70409ab99d55745efbcca30fb2626e25dfb099
describe
'56600' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBO' 'sip-files00014.QC.jpg'
ca7724abb8202aec0d9044b0d9f6e721
b5dd7ed750e09dfa0b04dad66b9aa2944e259655
'2011-11-05T08:04:31-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBP' 'sip-files00014.tif'
ddc5723b6eb40fe59322c60b6071c65f
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describe
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describe
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describe
'664681' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBS' 'sip-files00015.jp2'
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describe
'155382' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBT' 'sip-files00015.jpg'
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describe
'21188' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBU' 'sip-files00015.pro'
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describe
'57169' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBV' 'sip-files00015.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBW' 'sip-files00015.tif'
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describe
'843' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBX' 'sip-files00015.txt'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLBZ' 'sip-files00016.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCD' 'sip-files00016.tif'
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describe
'1474' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCE' 'sip-files00016.txt'
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describe
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describe
'664953' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCG' 'sip-files00017.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCK' 'sip-files00017.tif'
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describe
'1401' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCL' 'sip-files00017.txt'
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describe
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describe
'665168' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCN' 'sip-files00018.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'22454' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCP' 'sip-files00018.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCR' 'sip-files00018.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCS' 'sip-files00018.txt'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLCY' 'sip-files00019.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLEV' 'sip-files00027.tif'
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describe
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describe
'25473' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLEX' 'sip-files00027thm.jpg'
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describe
'664871' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLEY' 'sip-files00028.jp2'
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describe
'119044' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLEZ' 'sip-files00028.jpg'
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describe
'14107' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFA' 'sip-files00028.pro'
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describe
'47519' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFB' 'sip-files00028.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFC' 'sip-files00028.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFD' 'sip-files00028.txt'
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describe
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'24723' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFE' 'sip-files00028thm.jpg'
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describe
'664958' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFF' 'sip-files00029.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'19662' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFH' 'sip-files00029.pro'
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describe
'45071' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFI' 'sip-files00029.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFJ' 'sip-files00029.tif'
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describe
'814' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFK' 'sip-files00029.txt'
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describe
'24190' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFL' 'sip-files00029thm.jpg'
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describe
'664990' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFM' 'sip-files00030.jp2'
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describe
'149848' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFN' 'sip-files00030.jpg'
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describe
'24608' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFO' 'sip-files00030.pro'
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describe
'56980' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFP' 'sip-files00030.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFQ' 'sip-files00030.tif'
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describe
'1488' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFR' 'sip-files00030.txt'
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describe
'26275' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFS' 'sip-files00030thm.jpg'
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describe
'664910' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFT' 'sip-files00031.jp2'
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describe
'139451' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFU' 'sip-files00031.jpg'
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describe
'24710' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFV' 'sip-files00031.pro'
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describe
'54153' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFW' 'sip-files00031.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFX' 'sip-files00031.tif'
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describe
'996' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLFY' 'sip-files00031.txt'
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describe
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describe
'664954' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLGA' 'sip-files00032.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLGE' 'sip-files00032.tif'
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describe
'1519' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLGF' 'sip-files00032.txt'
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describe
'25751' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLGG' 'sip-files00032thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLGH' 'sip-files00033.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'973' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLGM' 'sip-files00033.txt'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLGS' 'sip-files00034.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'664959' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLHC' 'sip-files00037.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLHG' 'sip-files00037.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLHN' 'sip-files00038.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLIB' 'sip-files00040.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLII' 'sip-files00041.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
Invalid character
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLJD' 'sip-files00044.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
Invalid character
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'146922' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLLS' 'sip-files00055.jpg'
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describe
'40157' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLLT' 'sip-files00055.pro'
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describe
'57216' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLLU' 'sip-files00055.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLLV' 'sip-files00055.tif'
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describe
'1570' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLLW' 'sip-files00055.txt'
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describe
'25935' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLLX' 'sip-files00055thm.jpg'
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describe
'664708' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLLY' 'sip-files00056.jp2'
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describe
'143731' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLLZ' 'sip-files00056.jpg'
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describe
'39127' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMA' 'sip-files00056.pro'
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describe
'57456' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMB' 'sip-files00056.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMC' 'sip-files00056.tif'
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describe
'1555' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMD' 'sip-files00056.txt'
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describe
'25492' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLME' 'sip-files00056thm.jpg'
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describe
'664878' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMF' 'sip-files00057.jp2'
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describe
'80215' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMG' 'sip-files00057.jpg'
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describe
'7166' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMH' 'sip-files00057.pro'
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describe
'34675' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMI' 'sip-files00057.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMJ' 'sip-files00057.tif'
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describe
'350' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMK' 'sip-files00057.txt'
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describe
'21895' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLML' 'sip-files00057thm.jpg'
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describe
'664704' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMM' 'sip-files00058.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'18181' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMO' 'sip-files00058.pro'
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describe
'46748' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMP' 'sip-files00058.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMQ' 'sip-files00058.tif'
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describe
'796' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMR' 'sip-files00058.txt'
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describe
'24388' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMS' 'sip-files00058thm.jpg'
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describe
'664631' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMT' 'sip-files00059.jp2'
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describe
'59245' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMU' 'sip-files00059.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMV' 'sip-files00059.pro'
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describe
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describe
'15960000' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMX' 'sip-files00059.tif'
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describe
'92' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMY' 'sip-files00059.txt'
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describe
'12899' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLMZ' 'sip-files00059thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNA' 'sip-files00061.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'38169' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNC' 'sip-files00061.pro'
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describe
'57927' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLND' 'sip-files00061.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNE' 'sip-files00061.tif'
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describe
'1506' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNF' 'sip-files00061.txt'
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describe
'26470' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNG' 'sip-files00061thm.jpg'
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describe
'664942' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNH' 'sip-files00062.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'32337' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNJ' 'sip-files00062.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNL' 'sip-files00062.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNM' 'sip-files00062.txt'
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describe
Invalid character
'26107' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNN' 'sip-files00062thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNO' 'sip-files00063.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNS' 'sip-files00063.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
'665054' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNV' 'sip-files00064.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'25708' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNX' 'sip-files00064.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLNZ' 'sip-files00064.tif'
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describe
'1556' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOA' 'sip-files00064.txt'
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describe
'26019' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOB' 'sip-files00064thm.jpg'
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describe
'664940' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOC' 'sip-files00065.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOG' 'sip-files00065.tif'
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describe
'1418' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOH' 'sip-files00065.txt'
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describe
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describe
'664939' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOJ' 'sip-files00066.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'23658' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOL' 'sip-files00066.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLON' 'sip-files00066.tif'
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describe
'1497' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOO' 'sip-files00066.txt'
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describe
Invalid character
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOU' 'sip-files00067.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLOX' 'sip-files00068.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPB' 'sip-files00068.tif'
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describe
'1385' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPC' 'sip-files00068.txt'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPE' 'sip-files00069.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'1896' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPG' 'sip-files00069.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPI' 'sip-files00069.tif'
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describe
'136' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPJ' 'sip-files00069.txt'
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describe
'26192' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPK' 'sip-files00069thm.jpg'
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describe
'665030' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPL' 'sip-files00070.jp2'
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describe
'136881' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPM' 'sip-files00070.jpg'
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describe
'35461' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPN' 'sip-files00070.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPP' 'sip-files00070.tif'
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describe
'1438' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPQ' 'sip-files00070.txt'
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describe
'26180' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPR' 'sip-files00070thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPS' 'sip-files00071.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'1783' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPU' 'sip-files00071.pro'
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describe
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describe
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describe
'100' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPX' 'sip-files00071.txt'
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describe
Invalid character
'13408' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPY' 'sip-files00071thm.jpg'
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describe
'665181' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLPZ' 'sip-files00073.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'8908' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLQB' 'sip-files00073.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLQD' 'sip-files00073.tif'
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describe
'397' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLQE' 'sip-files00073.txt'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLQG' 'sip-files00074.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'15397' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLQI' 'sip-files00074.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLQK' 'sip-files00074.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLQR' 'sip-files00075.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLQY' 'sip-files00076.tif'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLRA' 'sip-files00076thm.jpg'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLRI' 'sip-files00078.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLRM' 'sip-files00078.tif'
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describe
'1174' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLRN' 'sip-files00078.txt'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
Invalid character
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'54147' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLSU' 'sip-files00084.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLSV' 'sip-files00084.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLSW' 'sip-files00084.txt'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLSY' 'sip-files00085.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTC' 'sip-files00085.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
'665290' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTF' 'sip-files00086.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'37412' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTH' 'sip-files00086.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTJ' 'sip-files00086.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTM' 'sip-files00087.jp2'
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describe
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describe
'22513' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTO' 'sip-files00087.pro'
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTQ' 'sip-files00087.tif'
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describe
'976' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTR' 'sip-files00087.txt'
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describe
'26148' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTS' 'sip-files00087thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTT' 'sip-files00088.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTX' 'sip-files00088.tif'
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describe
'1465' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTY' 'sip-files00088.txt'
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describe
'25896' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLTZ' 'sip-files00088thm.jpg'
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describe
'665300' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLUA' 'sip-files00089.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLUE' 'sip-files00089.tif'
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describe
'1031' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLUF' 'sip-files00089.txt'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
Invalid character
'25840' 'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLUN' 'sip-files00090thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLUO' 'sip-files00091.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
Invalid character
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLVC' 'sip-files00093.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLVG' 'sip-files00093.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLVN' 'sip-files00094.tif'
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLVQ' 'sip-files00095.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
Invalid character
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'info:fdaE20081113_AAAAOJfileF20081114_AABLWB' 'sip-files00097.tif'
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describe
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describe
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The Children’s Hour.

‘“ Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day’s occupation,
That is known as the Children’s Hour.”
Longfellow.

NE afternoon, not very long ago, Uncle Peter sat himself
down in his arm-chair before the bright fire. His head
was full of thoughts, or, as his youngest niece would

have said, full of “ thinks,” and everything was so quiet now
in the twilight, that it was just the time to make his plans
about some business he had on hand.

Now he had not been sitting there more than one minute
and three-quarters, when a peculiar pit-a-patter sort of noise,
and little squeaks and whisperings, might have been heard
in the hall; then the door opened very quietly, and a round
6 THE CHILDREN’S HOUR.

curly head popped in, then another curly head popped in,
and another and another, and there were more little squeaks
and whisperings, as four pairs of bright eyes shone and
sparkled in’ the dancing firelight. ‘hen there came a mad
-rush and -shrill cries of ‘‘ Story, Uncle Peter, story,” and
Uncle Peter for the moment was so startled that he nearly
tumbled into the fire.

‘Really, children,” he said, ‘‘ I’m so busy.”

‘“‘Mustn’t be busy now,” they all shouted, climbing up on
his knees, ‘this is our hour, Uncle; Papa always says so.
This is the children’s hour. A story, a story.”

6 But—” j

“ You mustn’t say ‘but,’” they cried, kissing him and
hanging round his neck. ‘A story, a story.”

And so Uncle Peter had to give in with a laugh, and when
he had unwound some of the arms from about his neck, he
told the little ones a lovely tale; and this same thing he
had to do every afternoon afterwards.

These are some of the stories he told in “‘The Children’s


The Rock
of





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HERE were grand doings at the Fairy Court, for the
ll Fairy Prince was to be married, and the wedding would
be very magnificent. But little Mawgan crept away from
the noise and bustle into the Palace Gardens, where she could
think quietly about her father and mother and her home
(whence she had been whisked away seven years before),
and could look out over the edge of the Fairy Realm in hopes
that the west wind might have swept away some of the fairy

mist and left a glimpse of home once more. If the Fairy
8 THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE.

Guards found her. thus, she was scolded and sent back, but
to-day every one was too busy to heed her.

Now, when she came to the edge, lo! the Warder of the
Fairy Gate had stolen away himself to see the wedding and
left the key in the lock! A sudden thought flashed into
Mawegan’s brain; she turned the key, opened the gate, and
stepped out on to the old familiar hills. And there below
was the blue lake, and the little town, and the Palace which
had once been her home. Down, down she ran till she came
to the Town-gate, where a little crowd was waiting to see the
King and Queen ride out a-hunting. Yes, there were her
father and mother, and she was just rushing up to greet them,
when she saw a girl of her own age riding by their side.

‘‘ Who is the maiden ?” she asked of a bystander.

“The maiden?” he answered, astonished at the question ;
‘ sure, you must be a stranger! That is the Princess Mawgan,
and the youth who rides by her side is Prince Leolin, who is
to wed her at Martinmas!”

‘¢ But he never looks at her,” cried she. ‘Does he love
her ?”

‘“As one loves a cat who scratches when one stoops to
stroke her,” answered he with a laugh. ‘Ah! you do not
know! But when she was a little child the Princess was as
sweet as honey, but a change came over her at her seventh
year, and now—well! the Saints give her husband patience,
for he’ll need it!”
THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE. 9

Now at this Mawgan turned sadly away, for she understood
that this bitter maiden was the fairy changeling who had
taken her place. But how to break the spell she knew not,
or how to make any one believe her story. So she walked
slowly back along the river, which came singing down from
the hills, till she reached a great rock which the country folk
called “‘ the Rock of Carricklee,” from some old half-forgotten
legend. In the rock was









a cave, and here Maw-
gan thought she would
go in and rest, for she
was tired. But as ‘she
entered she was as-
tonished to see a fire
burning there,
and a table on
which stood a
porringer full of
porridge. Atthe
further end was
a little bed, and
a chair on which
lay a rich gar-
ment, and beside
it stood a spin-

ning-wheel with
10 THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE.

a pile of flax, and there was a loom against the wall, and

above was written :—

“Spin and weave as fine and thin
As gossamer thread and butterfly’s skin ;
And when the veil is finished quite .
Bleach it with dew in the moonlight white ;
Then she who wears it on her brow
Shall show if she be true or no!”

So Mawgan sat her down and eat the porridge, and span
the thread and slept, when night came, in the little bed.
Every day the porringer: was filled anew, though she never —



saw any one bring the
porridge, and all. day
long she worked at her
wheel or her loom, and
as she worked she sang
the songs she had

learned in Fairyland !
* * *

Now the time came
when Prince Leolin
must marry the Prin-
cess, and very sad he
was, for every time
he saw her she said
such sharp ill-natured
things, that he disliked
THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE. ll

her more and more. But he had given his princely word
and must keep it. So at last he started off with his Knights
and Men-at-Arms, and it so chanced that their way led them
by the Rock of Carricklee, and then they heard some one
singing so sweetly that the Prince looked over the rock, and
there he saw a most beautiful maiden , and in her hand a veil,
light as gossamer and white as driven snow.

‘Who art thou, fair maiden?” he said.

‘“‘T am the Princess Mawgan,” she answered.

‘““Nay, you do not speak the truth,” he laughed, “ for Iam
Prince Leolin, and I go to marry the Princess, who sits in
her father’s hall—and beshrew me, but she is not so fair as
you are!”

‘“‘Tet me go with you and I will prove my words!” she
said.

So he consented, and made one of his followers dismount
and give her his steed, and as they rode together she told him
her story.

’“ But how to prove it?” he said.

‘When we come to the Palace,” she answered, “ say that
Iam thy cousin—and it is true, for we are akin—so will they
receive me. And when you meet your bride in the hall
to-morrow, beg her to wear this veil for your sake. And if
she consents, throw it over her, and then see what happens!”

Thus he did, and when he met the false bride in the hall,
he entreated her to wear the veil he had brought, and which
12 THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE.

was so fine and
thin that it was
wondrous to see.
The bride would -
have refused with
sharp words, but
her mother, a-
‘Shamed of her
rudeness, took off
the lace her daugh-
ter wore, and Leco-
lin threw the Ma-
gic Veil over her.

But as he did

sO, a piercing



shriek ran through
the hall—there
was a rush as of wings, a clapping and rattling of doors
and windows, a whirling as of smoke wreaths—and lo! the
bride had quite vanished, and all that remained to mark
where she stood was the veil lying in a little heap on the
floor. The King and Queen cried out with fear and wonder,
and all the people began to run and shout, but Leolin called
to them to wait.

Then he lifted the veil, and threw it over her he had

called his cousin, and in a moment the King and Queen knew
THE ROCK OF CARRICKLEE. 13

it was their real true daughter Mawgan, and embraced her
with joyful tears. And she told them how she had been
stolen by the Fairies, and had dwelt seven years in the Fairy
Realm, and every one wondered and rejoiced.

There was no need to put off the marriage either, for
Leolin was only too glad to marry the true Mawgan, and
so they lived in peace and contentment all the rest of their
days.




MBowley.

Her First Portrait.

AYDEE meant to be an artist when she grew up, but on
DP this particular morning, as she sat trying to make
a picture of the lambs that frolicked all over the field, she
could not help thinking that perhaps art might be too difficult
to be entirely pleasant.

“Ayah,” she said anxiously to the Indian nurse, who had
come with her across the sea to stay at the pretty Normandy
farm, ‘do you think father and mother will know that these
are lambs in my picture? They won’t stay still to be
drawed, though I’ve told them father and mother are coming
from India, and I’m doing this picture as a s’prise.”

‘“‘ Him much beautiful,” said Ayah in her queer English,
‘“‘most good as photograph.”
HER FIRST PORTRAIT. ‘ 1d

She spoilt the child dreadfully, and filled her small head
with nonsense, said Daydee’s parents, but they were grateful
for the Indian woman’s devotion to their darling. Certainly
the weird stories she would recount to her awestruck little
charge were not very beneficial to one so timid and delicate.

‘‘ Now, Missie, come lie down,” coaxed Ayah, when the
picture was finished and the pet lambs had been fed. The
child, with unusually prompt obedience, tripped along by
her side.

“Tf I go to sleep,” said she, ‘‘ to-morrow won’t be so long
coming.”

To-morrow the farmer would drive her and Ayah to the
train, and they would go a long, long journey to meet father
and mother! Daydee was too much excited to sleep much
that night, and she led poor Ayah a nice life until they were
safely in the train. Then she became interested in looking
out of the window at the quaint French villages they passed.
By the afternoon, however, Daydee got very tired and very
cross; and when, at one countrified little station not far
from their destination, the train was unexpectedly delayed for
half an hour, she began to cry. ;

‘Hush, hush!” cried Ayah, at the end of her patience.
“See that big man with the blue face! He eat up naughty
lil girls for dinner.”

Daydee stopped crying to glance fearfully up at the

station master (who certainly did look very fierce, with his
16 HER FIRST PORTRAIT.

great black French moustache and his bluish cheeks and chin)
and hid her face in Ayah’s dress.’ When she looked up he
was gone, and Ayah was falling asleep. . Daydee peeped out
of the open door, and he was nowhere in sight; but there
was a beautiful coloured picture a little way down the
platform.

‘Why, there’s lambs in that picture too!” cried Daydee.
‘“T must look if they’re drawed better than my ones.” .

Seeing that her nurse slept, and meaning just to run there
and back, she stole softly out and sped lightly down the plat-
form. As she stood gazing at the poster the train began to
move, the guard shut a door or two, and hopped into his van
just as it passed the child, who stood open-mouthed, paralyzed
with dismay. ‘To make matters worse, who should appear on
the scene at this moment but the blue-faced ogre who
(Daydee firmly believed) lived on hot roast little girl. Before
he could see her, the child flew out of the little gate that
opened on to the country road, and never stopped until com-
pelled to do so by want of breath. Then she crouched,
panting, in a wayside plantation, straining her ears at the
slightest sound. Not until then did the poor little girl
realise all the terrors of her position—lost, penniless, and in
a country whose language she could neither speak nor
understand. ee;

“Ayah, Ayah,” she wailed out, her. voice strangled by
sobs. A flash of lightning was the only response, and, white





ing a song
of summer,
bees are on

the wing,
erry birds are singing as

‘they ought to sing.

7
HER FIRST PORTRAIT 17

as a sheet, the child
stumbled blindly out
on to the road and
ran as though for
her life.

‘* Hola, hola, pe-
tite fille!” cried a
rough voice, and a
man in a blue blouse,
who was watering
his horses at a little
pond, jumped from
his cart and ran into
the middle of the

road. He was just



in time to eatch Daydee as she fainted away.

The young man, who was a carrier, stood bewildered,
gazing at the child in his arms. Then he laid her gently on ~
some sacks in the cart, took off his cap and looked at the
green stagnant water. He shook his head and replaced the
cap. ‘I can’t put that on her,” he muttered. “ Why, she’s
_ like a little fairy.” ~

As there was nobody in sight and the rain was beginning
to fall in large drops, he covered up Daydee with his coat,
pulled his horses out of the water, and drove on quickly to

the next village. Driving through the rain soon brought
: ; BR
18 HER FIRST PORTRAIT.

Daydee to herself, and the carrier took her up beside him and
tried to comfort her.: Although she could not understand his
words, somehow Daydee felt that she had found a friend,
and leaned her head on his shoulder and cried softly to
herself.

On their arrival at the village inn, a small crowd soon
collected, and poor Daydee was quite bewildered by the din
of questioning that assailed her, every one seeming to think
that she would understand French if only it was spoken loudly
enough. 7

Suddenly the carrier opened his notebook, to which a
much-bitten stump of pencil hung by a string. Perhaps he
thought the child might be able to write her name or address,
but Daydee was only six, and, owing to her delicate health,
had never been bothered with lessons, and this was beyond
her. Indeed, the case seemed quite hopeless, and I do not
know how long it would have been before Daydee was
restored to her parents, had not a bright idea struck her at
this moment. She bent over the book, her little hand moving
quickly and her lips pursed. The carrier watched intently,
and the crowd watched the carrier’s face. Suddenly his eyes
lit up and he burst into a great laugh.

“The black nurse!” he shouted. “Hit off to the life.
Nose-ring, earrings, and all. Ah-h, but it is astonishing!”

‘What, what?” cried every one.

“Why, the black nurse that was in the down train,” he
HER FIRST PORTRAIT. 19

explained. ‘I left before the train did, and didn’t see the
little one, but somehow she’s got left behind.”

“Well,” said the innkeeper, after the portrait had been
passed round and had elicited much admiration from the
bystanders, ‘it’s lucky the next station is the terminus. Her
friends can’t be far off. If you drive back quickly you'll be
just in time to meet the up-train and catch them.”

Without another word the carrier turned about, and in

less than twenty minutes pulled his steaming horses up at the

station, just as the A

train drew up at oo
the platform. ey Kn
‘“Hather, fa- ! i Fy

ther!” screamed il has ae

1 Oar |

He had leapt A eres iil
(Ml Hy

Daydee.





out before the train





stopped, but his
wife and the poor
nurse were not %
long behind him.
_ Ah, what a hug-
ging and kissing
there was, and how
motherthankedthe

carrier, and father
20 HER FIRST PORTRAIT.

rewarded him, and Ayah called down blessings on his head
in Hindustanee.

Daydee is a grown-up young lady now and an artist, as
she wished, and her first essay in portraiture hangs in a place
of honour. Ayah is very proud of it, and considers it a
speaking likeness. By its side is a sketch of some rather
queer quadrupeds, of which strangers try in vain to divine
the species. But they are not comic to Daydee’s parents.
They remind them how very near they once were to losing

their own pet lamb.




i OTHER, mother, mother, the swallows are coming
M back!” Elsie and little Fred had been fretful all
the morning, and even when a burst of April sunshine
had brought them out into the open air, to hunt for daffodils,
even then they were not as merry as usual, and squabbled
over good-tempered old Fan as they dressed her up in Elsie’s
sunbonnet and chains of baby pink daisies. ‘ Mother, mother,
the swallows are coming back!” they screamed together.
““One has just gone into the old nest by your window, and
there are lots more flying in and out of the creeper on the
wall. Mother, do look.” 7
Mother put down her work and looked up, with a pleasant
smile, at the cloud of swallows, chattering and chirping round
the deep gables of Fairoaks.
22 TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS.

“So I see,” she said, nodding to the birds in a friendly
way, “and I’m very glad to see them; for now, Elsie dear,
you and Boy will have lovely dreams.”

“Do the swallows really bring dreams, mother?” Elsie
asked gravely. ‘Will they bring us some to-night, or will
they be too tired, do you think ?”











IF, ‘‘Poor fings, they'll be too tired,”
y said Fred, with all the wisdom of his four
years. ‘“ They’ve come a fwightful long
way, and they’ll want a week before they
can carry dweams about.”
‘¢My dreams wouldn’t be very heavy,”
objected Elsie. ‘ Please, dear swallow,
come to-night; I want a pretty
dream so much. I[ haven’t had a
really nice one
for months.”
SIN Ob wow
monfs and
monfs,’’ said
Via Fred, holding up

ay
NA F
im @& COAXINE face to
e

a little grey




my, Wh een
esis falar oY ey edi swallow circling
ah fi ty, ¢ } Sa ME yy
HN ES 1, sey y, \ Ayu MY .
MENG, Ny le Mh Bisa just over his
i Y ay Ni Wad bs 7 ren Se 7 of ii" ,
OE On TS eet head. ‘‘ Mover,
TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS. 23

will it be vewy long till
night ?”
Twit—twit—twitter !”
said the swallow. That is
what it sounded like to
Fred and Elsie; but she
was really saying, ‘ Oh,
you stupid little English
boy! Fancy even thinking
about bedtime yet, when
I haven’t even settled
whether I mean to stay
here or no; and yet I think
I shall, for I like Fairoaks.
Greywings and Bright-



eyes, you must not fight 2
like that; you are setting

a shocking example to those children down there. Go and
look for flies. I believe it’s going to rain.”

Mamma Swallow went on to look at an old nest, while
Greywings and his sister made it up and began to look for
their dinner, sweeping very near the ground in their search.
So low did they go that the tip of Brighteyes’ long wing-
feathers just swept Elsie’s cheek as she stooped to button
up Fred’s shoe.

‘The swallow kissed me,” Elsie cried, clapping her hands
24 TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS.

in glee. ‘ Mo-
ther dear, really
and truly it did.

-. Oh, I do believe
__ I shall have a
swallow-dream
this very night.”

‘Every other



«snight in Elsie
and Fred’s little

lives seemed to

a ees > 2 fue’
vt ANN BY Sy
Mu Lae, Breas

have come all too quickly, when the very best game was
but half finished or the very dearest doll still dressed in
walking things, this night it seemed as if bedtime would
never come; but when at last Elsie was settled in her white
bed next to Fred’s cot, she was tired out, and did not once
think about the swallows before she fell asleep.

Then she woke suddenly, feeling quite refreshed, though
it was moonlight and not daylight in her room, and round
her, and all over her bed, was the loveliest, softest quilt
imaginable. leathers? Yes—why, they were birds—swal-
lows of all sizes, and though the window was wide open, not
a breath of cold air could touch Elsie in her cosy nest of
warm feathers.

“Yes,” said the swallow who lay just over Elsie’s

heart, “‘you’re wide awake, and it isn’t a dream, but you'll
TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS. 20

think it one when you wake and remember to-morrow
morning.” .

‘““How is it I understand what you say?” Elsie asked
rather timidly. ‘I never did before.”

‘““My daughter, Brighteyes, kissed you to-day, child—that’s
why,” said Mamma Swallow—for it was she; and a very
small swallow, who, perhaps, was Brighteyes, pushed her soft
head into Elsie’s hand and there nestled it.

“Tt isn’t everybody we show our-

selves to,’ Mamma Swallow went on,







“but we liked you, Elsie, when we saw
you first last year standing in the porch,
picking roses for the breakfast table.”

“Have vou been |
here hefore?” Elsie
asked. ‘Not to me,
but to Dick—or God-
frey ? They’re my bro-
thers, you know,
and they’re at
school now.”

‘* We know,”
said Mamma
Swallow, and all
the swallows

fluttered toge-
26 TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS.

ther as she spoke. ‘They may be very nice brothers, those
two, but they are very bad friends to swallows. Why, Dick
wanted to get up a ladder and pull all our nests down. I
suppose, poor thing, he had never heard that swallows’
nests bring riches to a place—but luckily your father stood
firm and would not allow it.”

“ And Godfrey ?”

Mamma Swallow shivered through every feather, and all
the swallows shuddered in sympathy. ‘‘ Once upon a time,”
she said, ‘‘I had a nephew, who was rather a worthless
swallow, but still he was my nephew; and what do you think
happened to him? A boy called Godfrey went out with
a ‘horrid gun—and—shot—my—nephew—-dead. He said he
was after crows, but that doesn’t matter. Your brother shot
my nephew dead, and we have never brought him a single »
swallow-dream since. Let his crows serve him.”

‘Perhaps he’s sorry now,” twittered Brighteyes, but
her mother lifted an imperious claw and silenced her at
once.

‘Little Fred yonder has never done us any harm,” she
said, ‘“‘so he shall have one of our prettiest dreams. Would
you like to see it, Elsie? Look.”

Elsie looked and saw a picture growing in a shaft of
moonlight on the floor; it was the orchard at Fairoaks,
and under the apple-trees were baskets full of the round
red fruit, which she and Fred were helping to fill; and


All about us and everything.
TOLD BY THE SWALLOWS. a7

overhead sounded the farewell chirp of swallows flying
south.

“ Miss Elsie, are you never going to wake? It’s nearly
half-past seven, and the loveliest morning.”


















aidte a Md
Tas



CO
CoN Yay

\ " ve Mate A my Me
i aie ll sh
Zelda
and the

Sunbeams.



T was the first day of May and Zeclda’s birthday; the
| winter had been long and dreary, and for the first time
for many days the sun shone forth and gilded the sea of
chimney-pots on which Zelda looked out. Zelda had watched
him rise, had seen the mists redden and then glide away, till
at last the warm yellow light fell on her face and lit up her
bare room.

‘Tam so glad the sun has come to wish me ‘ good morn-
ing’ on my birthday,” said Zelda, as the bright rays turned
her long fair hair to ripples of gold, and tried to peep through
ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 29

her fingers at her brown eyes, which she shaded from the
dazzling light. But Zelda had not much time to spare, so she

began to dress, and whilst she dressed she sang,—

“Tis cold! ’tis cold! for Winter bleak is here;
Ah, me! my heart! ah, me!
And far and near ’tis grey and drear;
Ah, me! my heart! ah, me!”

The sunbeams paused as they flickered on the wall, for there

was a strange ring of sadness in her voice.

“Tis May! ’tis May! the blossom’s on the bough;
Ah, joy! my heart! ah, joy!
Soft breezes blow: ’tis Springtime now, —
Ah, joy! my heart! ah, joy!”

The last verse was sung with such passionate gladness, and
Zelda’s voice was so rich and sweet, that the little sunbeams
recommenced their wild dance, and a lark outside took up
her song.

And now you will want to know a little more about Zelda.
Well, she lived with her mother and four little sisters and
brothers in a tiny cottage, one of a long row in a poor dingy
street. Her mother was a laundress, and Zelda helped her
since she left school. Her sisters and brothers went to school,
but there was plenty of work for Zelda and her mother to do
—clothes to mend and cooking to do, besides washing and

ironing from morning till night. They were very poor, and
30 ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

had few pleasures except those they made for themselves.
They loved their mother dearly, and were all happy together ;
although there were often days when there was very little
to eat, and sometimes in the cold winter they had no fire.
Zelda, above every one, was like a ray of sunshine, and when
she did feel tired of their hard life occasionally, and her back
ached from bending over the wash-tub, she never let the
others see her tears.

‘J think a sunbeam kissed you in your cradle,” her
mother used to say; and her brothers and sisters called her
Sunny.

And Zelda herself loved best, next to her mother, brothers,
and sisters, the
sunshine and her
singing. The.
dearest wish of
her heart was to
be able to have
lessons and be-
come a great
singer, but there

was 10 money to



spare, and so she
“never breathed a
word about her

——— dreams. But she
ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 31

sang all day long at the wash-tub, while she mended the well-
worn clothes, and while she cooked, and the children always
pleaded for a song when they went to sleep. Her beautiful
voice made the whole house full of melody, and particularly
on sunny days her songs were gayest, and her voice most rich
and sweet.

As soon as Zelda was dressed on that. May morning, she
tripped downstairs to the tiny room which served them as
kitchen and parlour. She was prepared for her usual morn-
ing duties of tidying up and setting the breakfast, for her
mother had been ailing lately, and Zelda had with great
trouble persuaded her to rest a little longer in the morning.
But a surprise awaited her. The few cups and saucers were
on the table, the kettle boiling, and in’ front of her plate
was a bunch of violets.

‘“‘ How lovely!” she cried; “‘ who can have done it ?”

Then she heard suppressed laughter, and, peeping behind
the door, she discovered her mother and the four children.
Zelda smothered them with kisses.

“What a lovely birthday this is,” she said, as they sat
down to their simple meal, and she fastened the violets in
her dress.

“Tow I wish I could give you more, darling,” said her
mother, ‘‘ but I feel that the future has many good things
in store for you.”

(She little thought how soon her words would come true.)
32 ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

“TJ don’t wish
for anything
more, mother,”
said Zelda;
though as she
Sra eiG Gaels teenie lane
2 idn@nyeine ot Jnr
a longings to be a



great singer




ia H INF i <>

= lla Zyl 4

darted through-
her mind, but
she put it away
quickly.

A The children

Vwublie Oce G0)



school, and then Zelda and her mother set to work, for there
was a great deal to do that day. They worked hard for three
hours, and then Zelda was left alone, for her mother had to
take some washing to a house some distance away. Zelda
begged her mother not to go, for she looked very tired, but
she thought the air might do her good.

Zelda went on with her work, but a curious change had
come over her. Often when we are feeling happiest, sud-
denly it is as when a dark cloud passes over the summer sky,
for we feel so sad of heart. Through the open cottage she

could see the narrow street, and once a carriage passed with
ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 33

a lady and a girl in it. They were beautifully dressed, and
leant back with a satisfied air, as if they had everything the
world could give. Zelda’s back was aching, and she felt hot
and tired. For the first time a feeling of discontent crept
into her sunny heart; all the glad birthday thoughts had
died away. _

‘Why must mother work so hard,” she thought, “ and I
too. That girl who drove past just now can amuse herself
from morning till night, and learn to sing-if she pleases,
while |___”

And here, I am sorry to say, Zelda allowed a few tears to

creep into her eyes. The Sunbeams danced on the soapsuds



and made them rainbow-hued.

“< Can’t you help me, Sunbeams?” cried Zelda. The
clock on a neighbouring church struck twelve, and at the
last stroke Zelda, who had buried her face in her hands, heard
a voice say, ‘ Zelda.”

She looked up, and behold! in the midst of a ray which
played on the edge of the tub, stood a radiant little figure.
His flowing robe was the colour of sunlight, and sparks of
quivering light formed a crown upon his head.

“You called me, Zelda,” he said.

‘Who are you?” murmured Zelda.

‘““T am the Sun’s messenger—one of the Sunbeams,” he
answered. ‘ We are always ready to answer the call of those

who love us, and to help them if they stand the test.”
bd ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

“Ah!” cried Zelda, ‘I will do anything, if you will only
help me to become a ereat singer, and make our lives
less hard.”

‘“Come with me, then,” was the answer.

The Sunbeam stretched out his hand, and Zelda felt her-
self drawn up the golden ray by which he had descended.
Up through the clear air she floated ; along the golden path-
way, till they approached a yellow globe of dazzling
brightness.

‘Here is the Sun, earth-child,” said the Sunbeam; and
Zelda found herself on a golden meadow, thronged with
Sunbeams exactly like her guide. The air was full of sweet
music, and great sunflowers turned their radiant faces
towards her.

In the midst of the meadow a golden castle rose up, with
flaming turrets.

“That is the Sun’s dwelling,” said the Sunbeam, “but
we may not take you there, for if mortals gaze upon the Sun,
they can never see aught else again. But I am here to tell
you his commands.”

Meanwhile all the Sunbeams had formed a large circle
round Zelda and her guide.

“Child of Sunshine and of Song,” he said, “we have
answered thy call and will help thee, if thou choosest wisely
of that which we offer thee. We will fulfil thy desire; thou

shalt be taught and shalt become a great singer—so great
ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 3d

that thy voice will make men weep. But then thou must
leave thy mother, thy sisters and brothers, and leave thy life
of toil; thou shalt no longer know hunger and cold, but all
that the world can give thee shall be thine. Yet, remember,
the poor have pleasures which cannot be bought for gold,
and the rich, for all they appear to have all that mortal can
wish, have sometimes sorrows which they would gladly
exchange for poverty. Say, now, wilt thou sooner be the
nightingale of thy cottage home or the song-bird of the
world ?”

Zelda stood bewildered. There rose up before her a
picture of the life which the Sun-
beam offered her—no more work,
no more cold, no
more hunger, but
comfort and _ plea-
sure, and the fulfil-
ment of her one great
wish. It was a glori-
ous dream. But then
she thought of her
mother and brothers
and sisters, of the
tiny cottage which,

though poor and



small, was yet
36 ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

‘““home ” to her, where they often had such happy hours ; she
thought of her hard-working mother, with her sweet, tired
face, and wondered with a glad feeling of pride what they
would all do without “Sunny.” All her sad, discontented
thoughts of the morning came into her mind, and gave her a
sharp conscience prick.

No, a thousand times no! she could never leave them.
No pleasure, no comfort in the world could make up for the
loss of “home.” She turned to the Sunbeam: “I cannot
leave my home and mother,” she said.

A radiant smile illumined the Sunbeam’s face, and whilst
a strain of the most perfect music swept through the air,
Zelda heard avast murmur as of thousands of voices.

“Child of Sunshine and of Song, thou hast chosen
wisely.”

And when once more the Sunbeam took her hand, and
they floated down the golden ray towards Earth, he said to
her:

‘‘Didst thou hear, Zelda, the many voices which rejoiced
at thy choice? When I answered thy call thou wert dis-
contented, and we feared that thou mightst lose thy sunny
spirit. But now we have tried thee and find that thou art,
indeed, the same. We have always watched over thee,
but now the Sun decrees that thou shalt be our special
care.”

They reached the cottage and entered. All was un-
ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS. 37







i

Ti;

i



changed, save that on the rough
deal table lay a small heap of
glittering a which made the whole room strangely bright.

‘Oh, what is that?” cried Zelda.

‘Tt is sunshine gold,” said the Sunbeam, “and is the
Sun’s gift to you. Every morning you will find a little heap
like this; and, moreover, it is not like the gold which mortals
use. It brings blessing with it to the one who spends it and
the one who receives it, and can never be used for selfish
objects. You may tell your ‘mother this, but no one else, for
others would but laugh and mock, mayhap. So guard and

use it well, and you shall have eternal sunshine in your heart.”
38 ZELDA AND THE SUNBEAMS.

And the Sunbeam spoke truly, for a new life began from
that day for Zelda and her dear ones. They had been happy
before, but now no cloud ever passed over their lives; they
no longer suffered hunger and cold, for sunshine gold had
smoothed all hardships away. In time people came from far
and near to hear Zelda sing, and they begged her to travel
to distant countries, and offered her gold untold. But she
refused to leave her home, as she had once refused the offer
of the Sunbeams; nor would she sing for pay, but wherever
there was someone ill or weary, Zelda came with her silvery
voice and made them forget their pain. Thus all her life
she was known as Sunny, and her greatest wish was realized
too. For a sunny heart makes a sunny life—don’t you think

so?




The Princess Almond Blossom.

JJF\HERE was a great meeting of all the animals in Nod
[ Land. They were about to choose the King’s new
Poet, and there was much anxious excitement about the
matter. It rested between the Squirrel and the White Calf,
but, so far, the Squirrel had most votes, and the meeting was
called to settle the thing finally.

When all were assembled, tle two rivals were called upon
to recite each his best piece. Most of the big animals were
in favour of the Calf, as he was known to be rather senti-
mental. He was the first to begin, and his piece was the

following :—
40 THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM.

“Oh, when I think of years and years,
My saddened eyes quite fill with tears,
And trickling o’er my very nose,

Run down and down unto my toes,
My toes.

“T think and think—oh, how I think!
Then blink and blink—oh, how I blink!
Until I feel my courage sink,

And so my sighs arise
And blow and blow
Me to and fro,
And-go and go,
Ah, where, indeed? I do not know,
I do not know.”

When he had gone thus far, having blubbered himself
into quite a sad state, the audience looked at one another
doubtfully, each one wanting his neighbour’s opinion before
being sure of his own; a voice squeaked out: “ Give him a
goose wing to dry his tears!” and this silly remark changed
the current of opinion, and a perfect uproar arose; while
above the tumult could be heard such insulting remarks as,
“Go and be blowed, then!” “Dry up, old chappie!” “ Let
him get his ears trimmed!” ‘Shy a copper kettle at him.”

It was too much for the poor Calf, who sat down, feeling
very much snubbed, even ready to ery ; and this was his final
attempt to be made King Lion’s poet. . Then the Squirrel
was called upon, and standing eracefully, with one paw on

his heart, he said the verse which is written under the


now who tbis can be,
3 A little Princess,
it seems fo me,

From Fairyland awhile

set free.”





THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM. 41

picture. Theap-
plause which
waited for his
last word was
simply deafen-
ing, and with
one accord he
was elected Lau-
reate.

When the ex-
citement had



calmed down,
and he had been: congratulated by his friends, Mr. Reynard
begged him to tell them where he got his ideas.

“From the Princess herself!” he answered, calmly.

“When? Where? How?” they all cried out together.

“Well, it was in this way. I was sitting quietly outside
my door, eating a nut, and I looked up suddenly and there’
she stood—a real ‘ Almond Blossom Princess.’ The flowers
were all over her, until you could hardly tell which was the
flower and which was the Princess!” And the Squirrel
looked round at the animals, who cried out :

“‘ He’s a poet, a real poet!” And a small lizard squeaked,
“Did you speak to her ?”

“Yes,” the Squirrel said, “I could not help asking her
why she looked so happy; and she replied, because she had
42 THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM.




much reason, for

oF that very day she
Ve. had been set free |
from a wicked en-
= chantment.”

“Oh, do tell us about
it!” they all cried out.
‘““'The Princess told me she was the
daughter of King Bogus, of Popland, and
that she had a wicked and
cruel stepmother, who was
awfully jealous of poor little
Princess Blossom, and treated
her as badly as ever she
dared. So one day she told
the King, who was very fond
of Blossom, that the Princess was going away on a visit to
her aunt. Now this was not true, but the wicked Queen
wished to get rid of Blossom, and had consulted a Witch,
who lived down by the sea, and the Witch promised to
change the Princess into a shell.”

‘The shelfish ole thing,” muttered a parrot.

“Don’t interrupt,” said the Squirrel; who then went on
to tell that when the Princess was turned into a shell, she
became such a lovely one that everyone who came to the

Palace admired it, and the King got curious, and wanted to
THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM. 43

know where it came from. ‘The wicked Queen got fright-
ened, and hated so to have poor Blossom admired, even as a
shell, that she got the Witch to transform her into a hunting
horn; but again, when the horn was sounded, the note was
so beautiful and sweet that the people crowded from all
parts to hear it, until the Queen, enraged, sent again for the
old Witch, and insisted on poor Blossom being changed into
something more common. Now the Witch had not power to
transform the Princess more than three times, so she warned
the Queen to consider well what she was about, as this was
the last time she could help her. The wicked Queen, seeing
a plate of almonds and raisins on the table before her, thought
if Princess Blossom was made into an almond, she would
probably get eaten up, and there would be an end of her!
So in a twinkling, poor little Blossom lay on the plate with
the almonds and raisins; and now, indeed, her fate seemed
sealed, for these fruits were meant for a game of snap-dragon,
which the children were to have that evening, it being
Christmas-time, and this was Fridda’s birthday (the Queen’s
own horrid little daughter), and she would be sure to throw
the poor almonds in too.

Now amongst the guests was a favourite cousin of Blos-
som’s, a dear little maid named Trula, and as the Queen was
about to put the fruit into the snapdragon dish, one almond
fell unnoticed by her, near Trula’s plate, and it was so white

and pretty that the little girl could not bear to eat it.
44 THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM.

“‘T will bury it in the ground,” she thought, ‘ and it may
grow into an almond-tree.”

This almond, as you may guess, was Blossom, who was
so grateful to her little friend, feeling that, indeed, she had
been saved from an awful end. Little Trula kept her word,
and when she went home, sowed the almond in her garden.
Then a strange thing happened, the almond really grew up
into a small tree in a very few weeks, and the other almond-
trees knew that it was really a fairy tree, and not like them-
selves. ‘They whispered about it to each other, and one, in
which a tree-fairy dwelt, told them the history of Princess
Blossom, adding that the enchantment would cease on her
birthday if anyone thought kindly of her under the tree on
that day! And on that day, as Trula was playing near her
almond-tree, of which she was very fond, she stood and:
gazed up at the opening blossoms, thinking of her poor little
cousin, saying softly : “ How I wish dear little Blossom were
here.” No sooner had she uttered the words than the Princess
stood beside her, to her great joy. When Princess Blossom
had told all her story to her dear Trula, she said the almond-
tree fairies promised she should keep the power of trans-
forming herself into an almond-tree when she had once
been released, and the little girls agreed that, perhaps, it
was better she should remain a tree as long as her wicked
stepmother lived, but she should first go and tell the King,

her father.
THE PRINCESS ALMOND BLOSSOM. 45

‘Tt was on her way to the Palace I met her,” finished the
Squirrel. ‘So let us all go and drink long life and good
health to Prince Almond Blossom.”

‘“‘ And success to the King’s new poet,” chorused all the

UG

animals.




How We Tolled the Bell for oa
Fawkes.

: NCLE ANTHONY,” said the Four, as they sat in a
Uw row on the hearthrug, “‘ we wishes you would tell us -

somefin’ you did when you was a little boy.”

“« Somefin’ naughty,” added Flossie, ‘“ somefin’ very
naughty, the most naughtiest thing you ever did.”

“But why naughty ?” enquired Uncle.

‘“°Cause they’se the most interwestin’,” remarked Bobbie.
‘‘ Besides, you’se alive, and werry good little children mostly
dies. I think you must have been rather naughty to live to
be so awful old.”

‘Oh! p’raps not so very much,” cried Tiny, who felt the
last speech to be uot quite polite, “ only just a teeny bit—

just naughty enough to live, uncle dear.”
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rown



Eyes ano Bie
HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. AT

‘‘Uncle dear” sat silent for a minute, pulling his long
white beard thoughtfully. He was really the Great Uncle
of the Four, and seemed to them immensely old. However,
they were great friends; and this afternoon, though father
and mother were out, they had come down as usual in the
twilight, and were overjoyed to find uncle ensconced in the
armchair by the fire.

‘* Well,” he said at last, ‘I am sure we did not mean to
be naughty; but about the worst scrape we—that is my
brother Tom and I—ever got into was about Guy Fawkes.”

“Guy Fawkes!” exclaimed Flossie, who had begun the
study of history. “Do you mean the Guy Fawkes as was
blowed up? Did you know him, Uncle?” .

“Not the real Guy Fawkes,’ answered Uncle, gravely ;
“he died just a year or so before I was born; but this was
a Guy Fawkes we made. Tom and I had determined to
have a splendid guy—just like Napoleon Buonaparte, who had
not been very long dead in those days, and whom, of course,
as patriotic English boys, we were bound to detest. So we
begged the housekeeper (mother and father were away in
London) to give us an old suit of clothes, and these we stuffed
with straw for his body and legs, and put a stick through the
sleeves to make them stand out, and we bought a mask as
much like Bony—as we called him—as possible, and made a
cocked hat of coloured paper. Then we put him in a chair

and carried him round the garden, shouting out :—
48 HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES.

js ec ‘Please to remember
ee The Fifth of November.’

But we began to
think it was a pity
*- no one should see our
guy but the gar-
deners, so we carried
him off to the village,
and there we were

greeted with delight;



and Jerry Granger,
the blacksmith’s son, proposed we should make a bonfire on
the Green in the evening and burn Bony. J erry was a great
friend of ours, for he had most splendid ideas. It was he who
the winter before, when the snow was three feet deep, had .
helped us to make the great snowball, which had been such a
wonder, and had lasted quite into the Spring before it melted.
So it was agreed that Jerry and the other children should
collect sticks and leaves and straw for the bonfire ; we had to
run home to dinner, but we would bring back Bony later on
to be burnt.

‘“Now when we got home we found Aunt Margaret had
ridden over to see us; she knew father and mother were
away, and that our tutor, too, was gone home ill, so came to
look after us. She had dinner with us, and we told her all

about Bony, and how we were going to burn him; and then
HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. 4)

she sat by the fire a little while, and we asized her to tell us
a story. Auntie was very good at stories.” 1S Se Ede

‘Do you ’member the story, Uncle?” asked F lossie.

«Yes, quite well, because it had something to Nea
what followed,’ said Uncle. ‘It was this.” _

‘* Once upon a time the Fairies came to athe New Year,
and told him he must get ready to go down to Harth and set
to. work, for the Old Year was growing old and feeble, and
must soon go under the Dark Archway. And they prepared
the Flying Chariot, and harnessed two reindeer to it, and
said that when the Northern Lights began to play and send
up shining ladders from Earth to Heaven, he ia

must drive down them to his work. But the

y
ff.




New Year said :
ot How shall I know when it is exactly the
time, for if I go too soon the Old
Year will be angry.”
ee eet tie
Ba airies an-
swered :
bp isan One of us
eile go and warn
they Olds Viear.
and you will -
hear the _ bells. , #Z

NS
For the. church
~

50 °~HOW WE TOLLED TIE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES.

bells will ring then. Tirst. they will toll—solemn,.and slow,
and sad—because the Old Year must go under the Dark
Archway; and then as the clock strikes twelve they will
chime out to welcome you as you drive your reindeer down
the path of the Northern Lights.’ So the New Year pro-
mised to be ready.

“Then the Fairy came down to earth where the snow lay
thick and white, and there sat the Old Year weeping tears of
‘ice because he must go under the Dark Archway, and the
church bells were tolling solemn and slow.

“Well, the Fairy comforted the Old Year, and told him
he needn’t be fright-
ened to go under the
Dark Archway, be-
cause, on the other
side was a_ beautiful
country, where the sun
always shone, and
there would be no
more ice nor any snow,
nor cold, nor storm and
tempest. So the Old
Year took courage and.
with one last look

plunged under the



Dark Archway, and
HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. 51

the bells began to chime, and the New Year drove his rein-
deer steeds down the Shining Path of the Northern Lights.”

“When Auntie had finished her story she said she must go,
so she kissed us and bade us be good boys and take care not
to burn ourselves when we burnt Bony; and she mounted
her horse and rode away home. But Tom sat looking very
thoughtful.

‘““*Tony,’ he said after a bit, ‘Tony, don’t you think
that as we are going to burn Bony, we ought to toll the bell
for him? Itseems rather mean not to do so.’

“¢ But how can we?’ I said. ‘The ringers won’t be
there.’

““ might doit. Dve often watched them, and thought I would
like to try, only Granger always said I was too small. But I
don’t believe we are. You could pull ofe and I the other.’

“«< But how can we get the key ?’

““¢Tt hangs up in Callcott’s cottage on a nail behind the
clock. Let’s go and ask him.’ |

“We ran off, but when we reached the parish clerk’s
cottage, he was not at home; but the door stood ajar, and
we pushed it and wentin. There hung the church key sure
enough—it was about half a foot long—and Tom was up on
a stool and whipped it off the nail in a minute. Then we
hurried off to the church, which stood outside the village

on the slope of the hill above the river.
D2
52, HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. :

soem! .... . “We were soon inside, and up: the

tower staircase to the ringing chamber,








and there laid hold of the pemaones and
began to pull.

‘We pulled and we Pe with all

our might, but it was some time

before we made any sound; but at

last clash—clane

ea ° uy) — ding—dong

‘ —thebellsbegan

to ring, though



they sounded
rather queer.

| ““¢ We must

ring three times

h three,’ said Tom,

j v who knew the



custom, ‘’cause

he is a man, and then as many years as he is old.’

“** But how old was Bony ?’ I enquired.

“Tom paused. It was a knotty question.

‘“¢¢ Suppose we ring about fifty,’ he said at last. ‘Most
grown-up people are about fifty, you know.’

“So we set to work again, and pulled away at those bells,
and though we made a considerable amount of noise, I fear

we didn’t ring Guy Fawkes’s funeral knell very evenly.
HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY ‘FAWKES. 153

But we worked hard, and had got through the three times
three, and were ringing the probable years of his life, when
@ queer sound attracted our attention, even amid the clang
and clash of the bells. It was a screaming sort of sound,
and Tom let go his rope and peeped out of the tower
window.

“Qh! Tony!’ he called out. ‘They are all here; just
look !’

‘“So they were. All the villagers, men, women, and
children, seemed to be collected in the churchyard, and they
were all staring up with white faces and open mouths at the
tower. They had apparently rushed off without bonnet or
cap—the blacksmith still grasping his forge hammer, and the
carpenter his chisel, and the women with their soiled aprons
and their babies clutched in their arms. And they all looked
frightened out of their wits, especially when they caught
sight of us looking out of the window, for they began to
scream something which sounded like ‘the ghostesses! the
ghostesses !’ .

‘But at that moment we saw Callcott pressing through
the crowd, and following him was the rector himself. Now
we had the greatest awe of the rector, who was not only our
uncle, but a most learned and dignified gentleman. He
always wore a shovel hat and gaiters, because he was an
archdeacon as well as a rector; and he came marching

solemnly through the crowd, and he spoke to the people and
. 54 WOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES.

told them to be quiet, and that he would see what was the
matter with the bells. Then he disappeared under the porch,
- and a minute after we ‘heard his stately step on the tower
_ stairs, and there he was standing in the little arched doorway
which admitted into the ringing chamber.

pe eAubiOmye! Thomas!’ he cried in amazement, as he
recognised our two dusty little figures. ‘What does this
mean ?? ? |
“« «Please, Uncle Theophilus,’ stammered Tom, who was
the eldest, ‘please—we were—were only tolling—for—for—
Guy Fawkes—Bony, I mean!’ ne :

“ _ say, Thomas?’ | es 7
: _ &¢For—for Guy Fawkes,’ murmured Tom, in the smallest
_ of voices. ‘You see—we were—going to—to burn him—and
it seemed only—only kind, because they—they—ring for the
_ Old Year—and chime when the reindeer—’ But here Tom
stopped, hopelessly mixed, and quaking with fear. | |

“*¢JT don’t know what nonsense you are talking, Thomas
Campion,’ said Uncle Theophilus, sternly. ‘But I do know
you have frightened the whole village in the most serious
manner—and have stolen the church key.’ |

“But this accusation I could not stand.

““« We didn’t steal it, Uncle Theophilus,’ I shouted. ‘We
only borrowed it. And the church belongs to everybody,
and everybody has a right to go into it. Father says so.’


IN THE BELFRY.
56 HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES.

‘“‘< But everybody has not the right to ring the bells out
of all time and tune,’ remarked the rector, severely. ‘Come
with me, nephews. You may as well learn that lesson at
once.

‘We did learn that lesson—in Uncle Theophilus’s study
—and Bony wasn’t burnt that night. No! At. about the
time when the enemy of our country should have been
blazing merrily, we were creeping home, two sadder and
sorer boys than had gone forth that afternoon. For the
rector said it was downright sacrilege to toll the church bell
fora Guy Fawkes stuffed with straw, besides frightening all
the people nearly into fits, because they thought that the
ghosts were at their revels in the church, and as our father
was away, Uncle Theophilus felt it was his simple duty to
correct us—and he did so thoroughly.”

* * * * *

The Four listened to the story with deep attention, and -
after a minute’s reflection, Bobbie said :—

‘Did he whack you very hard ?”

‘““Yes, very!” responded Uncle Anthony. ‘Then there
was another silence which lasted some time. The fire had
sunk down to a glowing red, and there were no flames to
give light. It grew darker and darker, and nobody spoke.
Presently the door opened softly, and some one came in.

“Why,” said a Leena tee “T believe they are all
asleep together !” =





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he SF) seavee nis our.

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HOW WE TOLLED THE BELL FOR GUY FAWKES. 57

And so they were. Uncle in the armchair, and the Four
on the hearthrug in a heap.

“But Uncle told us a lovely story about a nice man he
knowed, called Mr. Bony,” explained Flossie, “and he was
stuffed with straw—and they was going. to burn him, only
they got whipped instead.” |








Joyce.

HE old Squire rang the bell violently, and came back to
|' his chair at the breakfast-table, trembling. He had
just received a very agitating letter.

When the servant appeared, he looked up absently.

“Did you ring, sir?” asked the man.

“Yes; tell Mrs. Harding to come to me.”

The man withdrew silently, but once outside the door,
he almost ran into the housekeeper’s room.

‘“(Juick, ma’am!” said he, ‘‘there’s something amiss—
my master is all of a shake like; maybe it’s a fit coming
One

“Mercy, William!” exclaimed Mrs. Harding, hurrying

into the morning-room.
JOYCE. 59

“ Don’t be alarmed,” said the Squire, “I’m not ill.”

‘Not bad news, sir, I hope?”

“Very bad news; they are sending home the little one
to me, from India.”

‘What, Miss Joyce, sir?”

The Squire nodded.

“To you, sir? poor Mr. Anthony’s little girl? Deary me,
if that isn’t a charge!” exclaimed Mrs. Harding, lifting her
hands. |

“Yes,” answered the Squire, irritably ; ‘what on earth
am I to do. with a child ?—an old man going down, into the
grave.” ee

“Pll cast about, sir, for something, you may be sure ;
Pve been too used to children to let Miss Joyce be in your
way.” ,

! 9

~“Humph!” said the Squire.

“The poor little fatherless, motherless lamb!” murmured
Mrs. Harding. | .

a She will tease the dogs and get bitten, or tumble down-
stairs, or she will play with fire, or pick my favourite flowers
and melt her wax dolls on the hearth,” grumbled the Squire.

‘“‘ Tl look to it, sir, that she doesn’t.” |

“You have forgotten children, Harding.”

“You shall be left in peace, sir,” rejoined she. ‘“ What
time may Miss Joyce be coming ? ”

“To-night. Send the carriage to meet the eight-o’clock
60< JOYCE. -

train, and make the nurse who brings the child as comfort-
able as you can—she will return to her home in the morn-
ing ; you must find some one in the village as a nursemaid.”

‘Yes, sir, Pll manage everything, you may trust to me,”
said Mrs. Harding.

With a loud sigh over the threatened peace of his life,
the Squire turned to his breakfast and complained that it
was cold.

Joyce arrived at eight o’clock that evening, and was
straightway put to bed without seeing her grandfather.

“The Squire can’t have his ways changed; we must
keep the child quiet,” said Mrs. Harding to the nurse, who
replied,

“Likely she will brighten him up, and take him out of
those ways.”

Mrs. Harding shook her head sadly; she did not think
that was very probable.

Joyce came down the unfamiliar staircase next morning,
and ran across the hall to the morning-room.

Joyce was a shy little maid, and when she saw her grand-
father standing with his back to the wood fire she halted and
put the back of her small hand over her large blue eyes.

“Well, Joyce,” said he, frigidly. |

Joyce peeped at him through her fingers.

~“ Who am I, do you know?” —
JOYCE.. 61

The voice was so like her dead father’s, that Joyce’s shy-
ness vanished.

Yes,” said she.. | ue

“Who, then?” asked the Squire, bending down.

Before Joyce could answer, the big deerhound sprang
across the room to see the small stranger for himself.

‘Down, sir, down! Don’t be afraid of him, Joyce! Pat
him, and make friends! ”

But Joyce was afraid, and
clutched at her grandfather’s hand .
and hid her face in his arm. .






It was surprising how
easy it was to take her on
his knee, and what a
pleasure to feel the
soft fingers in his.
own!

After a little
Joyce patted the
long head of the
deerhound, and
the three became
suddenly very
friendly.

Mrs. Harding

appeared.
62 JOYCE.

‘Shall I take Miss Joyce in the garden, sir ?”

“‘ What do you say, Joyce?” said the Squire.

‘Tf you please,” said she, getting off his knee, and placing
her hand confidingly in Mrs. Harding’s.

The two went through the open windows into the sunlit
garden, and the Squire, instead of beginning his breakfast,
sighed and looked after them.

“You mustn’t ever pick the flowers, Miss Joyce,” said
Mrs. Harding, while the child dragged a tall fox-glove
towards her to smell.

“Why not?” said Joyce.

‘“‘ Because it would make grandpa angry.”

COV Vialanyy

‘“‘ Because he loves them.” _

They walked through the flower-gardens into ane fruit-
garden, and then they came back to the morning-room
windows. =e

As they passed, the Squire called to his grandchild.

“You mustn’t stay too long, Miss Joyce, for grandpapa
soon gets tired,” said Mrs. Harding. |

Joyce ran in with a little childish cry of delight.

“What is it, Joyce?” said the Squire, expectantly,
putting down his newspaper.

‘‘Grandpapa, I’ve seen such apples, such lovely apples,”
cried she.

“What? do you want one?” he inquired.

a







a song

of
apple-cheeks
‘Dimpling

in a smile,

‘Reuns ano rosy

as can be,

Fesdy to - beguile.
JOYCE. 63

“Yes, but I mustn’t

pick apples,” answered
Joyce, shaking her





head very gravely.
“Oho!” said the

Squire, with a sudden

twinkle in his sad eyes,
“and I am to come and
pick one—is that it?”

“Yes,” answered

Joyce, “yes, grand-

papa !” Le

The Squire stood



OP
Fee

up, straightened his // /|
YY
back, rang for his hat Yy

and stick, and pre- 7 / ;
aN\



7
Y

Stas
LU ELL?

sently he and Joyce
went. hand in hand
down the garden.

‘Now, look at that! on the very first morning, too!”
said Mrs. Harding to William, “and he so set on being left
to himself.” |

‘“‘ Hasn’t touched his breakfast, scarce, nor ain’t read his
paper, ma’am!”

“Dear! dear! wonders will never cease!” said she.

After this day, the old Squire began to have pleasure in
64 JOYCE.






_— ; ema

=e



his own possessions once more—in things that he had almost
forgotten were his. Joyce took him to watch the pigs
being fed, or to look for eggs in the hens’ nests, or to see
the ducks waddle to the water’s edge across the large
pond away from the joyous cries of little Joyce.

The Squire’s health improved, he seldom complained of
fatigue, he no longer dreaded the coming of winter with its
dark,’ cold, and dreary days, for a little child was filling
his old age with all the simple delights that old age loves.
He was never lonely.

So Joyce beguiled the old Squire and made him

happy, until he wondered how he ever existed without her.

ao Reed


T happened that on one afternoon in December the
| weather had turned fine, and Jan started off in a small
boat called a “dingy,” on a little expedition of his own, along
the rocky coast, to try and catch something with his net
or line to take home to his mother. He was feeling sad, for
times had been very bad latterly, and it was hard work to
find food or money. He presently espied an opening in the
rocks like a little tunnel, only visible at low water, and being
a fearless little lad, he sculled the dingy into the narrow
channel. This passage suddenly widened out, and Jan
found himself in a large lofty cave, dimly lighted by the
passage through which he had come. ‘The boat’s keel
erated on the pebbles, and Jan stepped ashore, half afraid
of the deep silence and gloom, and started to explore
the place. The sight of the cave filled Jan with wonder,
for the walls seemed made of thousands of slender col-

umus, of all shapes and sizes. The number of nests in
E
66 FROM UNDER THE WAVES.

the rock ledges
S showed that the
cave was the re-

treat of thou-



sands of sea fowl,
and in exploring these, Jan
quite forgot all about the
time, till a peculiar booming

sound caused him to start and

Fi eee y 2 Me ed ‘ listen. It was caused by the

tide, which was tossing the

waves against the entrance,



and Jan found, to his dismay,
that he could no longer get out through the passage, and was,
in fact, a prisoner. The water rose higher and higher, and
Jan had to retreat further up the rocks, till he climbed above
the high-water mark, on to a ledge of rock where, as there
was nothing else to be done, he sat down and waited.

Jan was a sensible little lad, who knew that the tide ebbs
as regularly as it flows, and did not, therefore, give himself
up for lost, as some little boys might have done. It was very
dreary and gloomy in his rocky prison, and Jan felt cold and
tired; and, presently fell into an uneasy sleep, with his head
on a bunch of seaweed.

% * * *

“Don’t be afraid, Jan, I won’t hurt you,” said a voice
FROM UNDER THE WAVES. 67

as musical as a tide ripple, and then Jan saw, seated on a
neighbouring ledge of rock, a beautiful lady, with red golden
hair and a pair of the bluest eyes that Jan had ever seen.
Her dress was of lovely tinted seaweed, trimmed with coral,
which matched her lips, and she looked so gentle and loving
that Jan quite forgot to feel afraid, but was terribly nervous.

‘TI beg your pardon, Miss,” stammered Jan, ‘‘ but I hope

you won’t mind me stopping here a little longer, till I can
get out.”

“Get out? why, that is nothing; but I forgot that you
are only a mortal,” laughed Jan’s visitor.

“And what may you be, Miss, if I may ask?” said Jan,
pulling his forelock, sailor fashion.

“I’m Mother Carey,” replied the sea fairy (for such
she was), “and I learnt from my chickens that you had
come to one of their homes, so I came to cheer you up, and
tell you not to be downhearted, for I know all about you.
Will you come with me, and I will show you my Palace
of Pearls?” |

“T can’t come for long,” replied Jan, “for I must not
leave my mother.”

“T like you all the better for that,” smiled Mother Carey,
“‘ but you shall come back whenever you like; so come, my
boy, and learn something of the bottom of the sea.”

So saying, Mother Carey lightly touched Jan’s ears,

which seemed to him to change into the gills of a fish, while
E2
68 FROM UNDER THE WAVES.

he seemed to be shrinking into a very small being indeed.
At a sign from Mother Carey, two sea-horses appeared, and
Jan mounted on one of them—without saddle or bridle—felt
himself sinking down through the clear water out of the
cave, and then away at full gallop across the bottom of the
sea.

At last they arrived at what looked like an impassable wall
of rock, but the next instant Jan saw a coral gate, which
swung open at their approach; and then on into a glittering
grotto hung with pearls, which glowed and twinkled like so
many stars, while the floor of silver sand sparkled like
diamonds.

‘Welcome to the Palace of Pearls,” cried Mother Carey,
who gaye their horses to a crowd of sea-urchins to be rubbed
down. ‘This is my reception day, and you shall see my
subjects,” she continued, leading Jan to a seat of coral. She
then clapped her hands, upon which a procession of. lobsters
appeared, bearing in their claws all manners of sea dainties,
on many coloured shells, which Jan tasted, as all good-
mannered children should, without asking any question.

‘What a lovely life you lead here,” cried Jan, “ with no
work and all play; and to.live in this beautiful palace. It is
much better than on shore. I wish I could stay, but my
mother would be sad if I never came back.”

‘Now, Jan, can you guess why I brought you here?”
asked Mother Carey. ‘It was to show you that there is no
happiness with-
out work, and
that everything
has its tasks and
troubles.”
While she
was speaking the
grotto had filled
with a number
of new arrivals,
from all parts of
the sea; who
kept looking at
Jan as a sort ot
curiosity, till he
actually blushed.

“What work we have been having lately

FROM UNDER THE WAVES. 69



1»

g cried a

smart little stormy petrel (one of Mother Carey’s chickens).

“T declare I am quite tired out with racing about in

front of the gales to warn seamen of the danger coming

to their ships; and it is not as if they thanked us for it

either.”

‘“‘T’m afraid we shall have to give up the North Pole at

last,” sighed a beautiful polar bear, wiping away a couple of

salt tears; ‘‘ for

those wretched, restless, human beings will

not let it alone, and are going to try to fly through the air in
70 FROM UNDER THE WAVES

a balloon to get at it, and all our work in keeping it clean
will be wasted.”

‘Yes, that is certainly annoying,” sighed a seal, with
large wistful eyes; ‘but, oh! to think of my trouble. Why,
only the other day my poor little baby was sleeping on an
ice floe, and some horrid men knocked it on the head, and I
heard them say that its little skin would help to make a fine
jacket for a lady.. Lady, indeed! as if it were ladylike to
wish to wear more than one skin at a time,” and the poor seal
burst out sobbing.

Jan felt very much like crying himself at:the seal’s story,
and kept on swallowing a lump which would keep on rising
in his throat, and Mother Carey, seeing him thus, took him
by the hand and led him into a beautiful coral chamber.

‘So you see, dear boy, that every one has their troubles,
and every one has their work, too,” she said, kindly. ‘ Look
at this coral reef. Do you think it was raised by magic?
Oh, dear no, this is the work of millions of little workers,
who spent their lives toiling hard without grumbling, and
died while doing their duty.” |

“Tf you please, Miss,” whispered Jan, “Tl never be
downhearted or discontented again, for everybody seems to
have some trouble; and, please, may I go home and begin
my work at once ?”

“Yes, Jan, and take this little present home with you,”
replied Mother Carey, who, after placing a small box in his
FROM UNDER THE WAVES. 71

hand, called a nauti-



lus which was pass- |



ing, and kissing Jan iF
on the _ forehead,
seated him in the

shell and wished him





a pleasant passage

hone. le eR TO
* * * ** WS Seam PT ees
5 BEET

‘‘ Mother Carey
might have put a
cushion -in this
shell,” muttered Jan, eas
who was feeling very cold and stiff; and then he looked up,
and found to his surprise that he was not in-a shell at all,
but was cramped up on the ledge in the cave, with the
moonlight streaming in through the opening.

He looked round for his little box and, sure enough, on a
ledge above his head there was a box or casket which he had
not noticed before. The dingy was floating in the pool, and
Jan, having stowed his box under the seat, sculled out into
the moonlight, not quite sure whether he was awake or still
dreaming. ;

“Bless the child, where have you been?” cried his mother,
as Jan, cold and tired, crawled into the cottage at daybreak,

with the box under his arm.
72 FROM UNDER THE WAVES.

‘‘ Been, mother ?
why, to Davy Jones’
Locker and the Pa-
lace of Pearls, along
with Mother Carey ;
and see what I’ve
brought you from
her.”

“ Don’t talk non-
sense, child,” cried

his mother, ‘‘ but sit



down at once and get

d

something to eat;”’ which Jan was very glad to do, for his.
meal at Mother Carey’s did not seem to have kept him from
feeling hungry now.

When the box was opened, it was found to be full of jewels.

‘Where did ye get this, Jan?” sharply asked his mother ;.
and then Jan told his story.

‘You've had a better night’s find than your poor father
ever had, my boy,” cried his uncle Roger, “for these are
Lady Vere’s stolen jewels, for the discovery of which there
is £100 reward. The thief must have known of that cave,
and hid them there till the hue and ery had passed a bit.”

And so it turned out; and when Jan and his mother went
up to the Hall, and Jan told how he had found them, her

ladyship smiled and said :— :
FROM UNDER THE WAVES. 73

‘Well, I must certainly believe in Mother Carey after
this, and you will, of course, for she has made you a present
of a hundred pounds to start with.”

So her ladyship placed a nice new crisp banknote in Jan’s
hand, with which he. was able to get his mother many
comforts, besides a most magnificent Christmas dinner, and
many things besides.

Ever since that night Jan has prospered in the world.
Some say that it is because Mother Carey has taken a fancy
to him, and, perhaps, this is true; but he is never dis-
contented with his lot,
and no matter what diffi-
culties come in his way
—-and we all have them >
—he works on with the
determination to do his
best and conquer them.
He remembers his visit
to Mother Carey, and
the lesson he

brought from



under the waves.


“© FINOOK, took!” said the brown hen: ‘I don’t object
| to a worm as a relish, but just now I want my
breakfast !”

‘Cheep, cheep! So do we,” said the fluffy little chicks.

‘“‘ Susie is late,” said a corpulent duck, who looked as if
she went on eating breakfast all day till supper came. ‘The
children have all bathed, and are starving.” =

‘‘Peep, peep! Here she comes!” cried the hungry
ducklings.

Susie, rosy and fat, and clean and smiling, came running
with the corn, singing as she came, as nice a little girl as the
sun looked down on that Spring day. Not far behind ran
Polly, rosy and fat and smiling, too. !

From far corners came, waddling and scrambling, all the
ducks and chickens to be fed.
FILIBUSTER’S FAULL. ri)

‘Where is
Filibuster?” said
Susie. As she
spokethere came |
flying over the
hedge the most
beautiful Cock-
a-doodle-do you



ever saw. He was pure white, with the most lovely curly
tail feathers in the world, a bright scarlet comb, yellow
eyes, and white fluffy knickerbockers. ‘There was no one in
the yard at alllike him. The dear souls were commonplace
people, and all much alike. No one quite knew how Fili-
buster came to be there. Susie’s mother one day bought
some eggs at market, put them under the brown hen, and in —
due course ten quite common little chickens pecked their way
out of the shells, and the eleventh was Filibuster !

Fivery day he grew more beautiful, and Susie and Polly,
who fed the chickens and ducks, and loved each one, loved
Filibuster best of all. He was so very beautiful! |

But I am afraid they were the only admirers he had. He
was not popular in the yard. Proud people are never much
liked, and Filibuster was as proud as any peacock, and as
vain as he was handsome.

“Out of the way! Make room for me! Goodness

' gracious, you’ve eaten enough for two now!” he said to the
76 FILIBUSTER’S FALL.



ime Chek, lo
think that I should
liveamongsuchun-
mannerly people,”
he cried ; and even
Susie, who - loved
him, was sorry to

see how her darl-



ing Filibuster el-
bowed and pushed, and pecked the baby chickens.

1?

“Unmannerly yourself!” said a large black Cochin Cock,

called ‘“‘ Chinese Joe,”

who was a declared enemy of Fili-
buster’s ; and he carefully placed his large feathered foot on
Filibuster’s slender white claw, which made him jump.

“ Susie,” said little Polly, “don’t you think Filibuster is
just lovely, look at him now. Iam sure he must get first prize
of all!”

“We shall see,” said Polly.

At last he was to see the world, and, what was a thousand
times better, the world was to see him! For there was to be
a great Poultry Show, he learned, at a ‘“ Palace” too, and
he, Filibuster, was to go.

Next day he went off in a hamper. Iam sorry to say
Chinese Joe crowed triumphantly as the cart and Filibuster
disappeared, and said: ‘I, for one, don’t care if he never

returns.” And all the little chickies and ducklings hopped
ory



basketful |
of corn for the chicks
And little pickings for

litte dicks.
FILIBUSTER’S FALL. 77

and tweeted and wriggled for joy, Filibuster was so unkind
to them, and had such a sharp beak.

Not many days after, Filibuster came back. Susie and
Polly were wild with joy, for at the great show, among
thousands of birds, Filibuster had got Champion Prize of all.
It was indeed a triumph.

In the yard there was little pleasure, but:a great deal of
curiosity over Filibuster’s return.

He was at once surrounded by a crowd of anxious ques-
tioners. “What was it like?” “Who was there?”
“‘Hadn’t anyone wanted to buy him?” (this from Chinese
Joe). “ What did he have to eat?” (asked the fat duck) ;
and so on, and so on.

“Don’t all speak at once, and I will tell you,” said Fili-
buster, grandly and graciously. “It was a beautiful show.
Thousands of elegant lady and gentlemen birds, such as you
have never seen, all arranged in rows. Ducks as big as
geese, and geese as big as sheep. Fowls of all colours,
shapes, and sizes. The Palace is a beautiful building, made
of glass, and enormous. Of course, I had a good place. On
one side of me was a Duchess’ hen. She said at her home
all the drinking-pans were pure gold, and they had six meals
aday. On the other side was a pale, proud gentleman, with
a whity comb and half-shut aristocratic eyes. He had a
genteel appetite, and never spoke. I fancy he belonged to a

Prince.”
78 FILIBUSTER’S FALL.

‘“‘Tve heard enough of this,” said Chinese Joe, strutting
off, ‘“Lreally don’t believe half of it.”

“Well, Mr. Filibuster,” said a dear little bantam Pallee
‘“aren’t you glad to come home to Miss Susie and Polly, that
love you so?”

“Not a bit!” said he. “They are nice children, I allow,
but I am, as I often told you, far too good for this pokey farm
yard. Some day I shall fly far away, and you will never see
me again ! Cock-a-doodle-do!”

But in two or three days’ time F aoneece had lost all his
proud looks, and a good deal of his beauty. He was very ill.
His comb was no longer crimson, but pale and sickly ; his
tail dropped, his feathers looked askew, and his crow was
gone. He shivered and sneezed, as he sat in a corner.
Susie and Polly were much distressed.

Very soon sneezing and coughing was going on all over
the yard, every bird looked more or less wretched, and a lot
of the babies died. |

“It’s my opinion,” said Chinese Joe, hoarsely, ‘that Fili-
buster brought home some complaint from the show. I
fancy that ‘pale, proud gentleman’ he talked about, with the
half-shut eyes, was diseased !” 5

It was wet weather, too, which made matters worse. Susie
and Polly were busy, indeed; they felt like hospital nurses,
and there were some sad little funerals of baby chicks to be

conducted, too.
FILIBUSTER’S FALL. 79:

At last mat-
ters mended.
The sun shone,
the fowls all felt
better, and the
ducks resumed
their splashing

in the pond. Fili-



buster came out
for an airing at noon, quite the invalid, in a flannel jacket
Susie had made for him. He was not a favourite, but
everyone felt sorry for him.

‘“‘ Better leave shows alone, old boy,” said Chinese Joe,
‘cand stay at home and teach us manners.”

‘“‘T hope you're better, sir,” said the bantam pullet; ‘you

don’t look like yourself yet.”

“Filly, my dear!”
before a fall.”

Filibuster was much enraged; ‘old boy,” indeed, from

said the brown hen, “pride comes.

Chinese Joe, and patronising advice from a hen! Choking
with anger, he said some very naughty words, and hobbled
back to the kitchen.

In time, however, he was quite well, and vainer and more
disagreeable than ever. Chinese Joe thought at last he could
endure it no longer.

One day, he suddenly saw Filibuster standing on the edge
80 FILIBUSTER’S FALL.

of a half-full tar-barrel, left open by mistake. He flew beside
him and began to whisper: “ Filibuster, I say, my lad,” mean-
while, edging closer and closer, till in one minute the poor
beautiful vain white bird was struggling in the black tar!

You may imagine how he looked when he came out, and
you know for yourselves how difficult sticky tar would be to
get off his feathers.

At last his pride seemed humbled, indeed. So quiet he
grew that wicked Chinese Joe repented, brought him all his
finest worms, and indeed, before long, the two became the
best of friends.

Filibuster is now a patriarch in the yard, and beloved by
every one. He finds it is better to have many friends than

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