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id: 13997
title: Real Folks
author: Whitney, A. D. T. (Adeline Dutton Train)
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  "It looks as if it were meant, Luclarion," said Mrs. Ripwinkley, at "If you once begin to alter, you''ve got to make all over," said Mrs. Ledwith, a little fractiously, putting the scissors in with "The girls get it; we have to live in our children," said Mrs. Megilp, self-renouncingly. "I asked Mrs. Mig," Desire pursued, "and she said some people''s part "You might live all your days here," said Mrs. Ledwith to her Then Kenneth Kincaid said,--"Miss Desire, why won''t you come and come right up stairs, with her little petticoats and things to work "But the little children, Miss Craydocke," said Mrs. Ripwinkley. "I guess I know, mother," said Hazel, a little while after this, one "I don''t think Uncle Oldways minded much," said Mrs. Ledwith to "And the ''little round Godamighty in the middle of it,''" said Mrs. Ripwinkley, her face all bright and her eyes full of tears.


id: 14630
title: Ruth Fielding on Cliff Island; Or, The Old Hunter''s Treasure Box
author: Emerson, Alice B.
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  "Of course not," Helen said, briskly, as Ruth ran to the house. girls missed, for _they_ were looking for Jane Ann Hicks. Ruth made friends quickly with Helen and Tom Cameron, and when, the year and her chums be given up to Ruth, Helen, Mercy and the new girl. Ann knew that she could not blame Ruth Fielding, and the other girls who The girl of the Red Mill felt that she wished to know Jerry better. Belle Tingley and her friends started for Cliff Island for Ann to "Here comes that Blent man," said Mrs. Tingley, with some disgust. A party of the boys, with Ruth, Helen, and Ann Hicks, stole out of the surely Jerry has a better right to the box than Blent," Ruth said, "Ruth isn''t afraid--nor Helen--nor the other girls," said Tom. "Let me have the lantern, Tom, and you boys stay here," Ruth said,


id: 28098
title: Holiday Tales: Christmas in the Adirondacks
author: Murray, W. H. H. (William Henry Harrison)
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  HOW JOHN NORTON THE TRAPPER KEPT HIS CHRISTMAS, (_Heading_) 11 said the old man, rising, "it''ll be a good tramp through the snow, "Lord-a-massy!" exclaimed the old man as he stood over the sled, and "Old man," answered Bill, as he wheeled his chair toward the Trapper, "Old Trapper," said Wild Bill, rising to his feet, and holding the the runway, he''ll sartinly come within range;" and the Old Trapper "Come here, leetle uns," said the Trapper, as he turned his good-natured face toward the children,--"come here, and put yer leetle "A merry Christmas to ye, my good woman," said the Trapper. "My good woman," said the Trapper, when the breakfast was eaten, "The Lord be praised fur His goodness!" said the Trapper, whose "Now fur the sled!" exclaimed the Trapper, as he rose from the table. where the Old Trapper sat, and, looking him straight in the face,


id: 17090
title: Random Reminiscences of Men and Events
author: Rockefeller, John D. (John Davison)
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  people our country has produced, especially in business--men who have by working out some great problems at a time when most men want to About the time we went into the oil business Mr. Flagler went into the oil business at all, we should do the work as well as we no end to the money needed to carry on and develop the business. of business management than giving profitable work to employees year working out of many of these great plans has developed largely since I the business of the Backus Oil Company to _be taken_ from you, I was well acquainted with the works of the Backus Oil Company and effective help I should join with other business men and give great best men we have in our commercial affairs, as great business men have had so little of business training in the work-a-day world.


id: 23195
title: Wikkey A Scrap
author: Vaders, Henrietta
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  Lawrence stopped this time and looked curiously at the boy, at the odd, "Poor lad!" Lawrence said again, looking at the thin skeleton frame, And starting upward with wild startled eyes the boy saw Lawrence Granby. "Wikkey, poor little chap, how bad you are," said Lawrence, looking Wikkey''s beseeching eyes rose up before Lawrence, and he stammered out "Wikkey, you mustn''t talk like that!" while the curate laughed and said: how the boy''s eyes were scarcely ever moved from Lawrence''s face. Lawrence went back to Wikkey, and leant his back against the "Wikkey," said Lawrence again, after a silence, "what made you take a "Look here, Wikkey, you said you would "Did He live in London?" Wikkey asked, as Lawrence took up the old Book "I shouldn''t think it would," said Lawrence, looking at his cousin''s So Wikkey passed away, and Lawrence went back to his work, ever


id: 21725
title: The Coxswain''s Bride; also, Jack Frost and Sons; and, A Double Rescue
author: Ballantyne, R. M. (Robert Michael)
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  "Come, father," she said, holding out her hand; but the old man did not comparatively warm at the time, and Bob had thrust her little head into "Listen, Joe Slag," said Bob Massey, with sudden earnestness. In order to her being got comfortably ready in good time, Nellie Carr "I don''t know what _you_ think," she said, faintly, when two little boys "Right you are, Bob," said Joe Slagg, coming up at that moment. "Cheer up, David," said the poor wife, grasping her husband''s hand, and to a dying man on board the ship, leaped into John Mitford''s mind like a "A ship''ll come, Joe, when God sees fit to send it," said Ned. Slag glanced at his comrade in surprise, the reply was so very unlike "Right you are, Nell," said Joe Slag, who came up at that moment, "John, dear," said his mother to his father, one day not long after his


id: 21901
title: The Birthday Party: A Story for Little Folks
author: Optic, Oliver
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  About a week before the time, Mrs. Lee told Flora she might "I want to ask all the children in Riverdale," said Flora, "Just as you think best, dear mother," replied Flora. "Tommy isn''t a bad boy," said Mrs. Lee, with a smile. "But Tommy is a great traveller, you know," added Mrs. Lee, The next day, when the children had gone to school, Mrs. Lee Flora could not help thinking how much good the forty Mrs. Lee laughed at the troubled looks of Flora, and I could live in a little house, like Mrs. White?" laughed not think Master Woggs was a very great man. The children wanted to march a little "Children," said the old man, as he took off his hat and "I think it is too bad to laugh at an old man like him," "Play us some tunes," said the children.


id: 24404
author: Wainwright, Jonathan Mayhew
title:
  A Sermon Preached on the Anniversary of the Boston Female Asylum for Destitute Orphans, September 25, 1835


id: 2127
title: Paul and Virginia
author: Saint-Pierre, Bernardin de
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  Four years after its publication, St. Pierre gave to the world "Paul and Virginia," which had for some time One day as I was coming down that mountain, I saw Virginia at the end of Paul said to Virginia,--"My dear sister, it is said Paul; "these trees produce no fruit fit to eat; and I shall not be rose-apple trees, planted round a green sward where Virginia and Paul the two families; one was called Paul''s tree, the other, Virginia''s. Paul,--"My brother," said she, "is as old as the great cocoa-tree of the Virginia, on receiving this little present from the hands of Paul, said children." "Young man," said the governor to Paul, "when you have Paul and Virginia for a short time, and provide by this means, for their Virginia, alarmed, said to him,--"Oh, my dear Paul, I call to witness of summer, Madame de la Tour, Margaret, Virginia, Paul, and myself,


id: 9402
title: Be Courteous, or, Religion, the True Refiner
author: Maxwell, M. H. (Mary H.)
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  "What a singular girl is Emma," said one of the young ladies who looked "So Emma thought," said Mrs. Lindsay, "and had the frankness to tell "Of course," said Fanny, looking suddenly at Emma, "you think Miss "There is a good old lady living with my mother," said Emma, "who is "Good-morning, Mr. Graffam," said Emma, who was in the garden when the "I was at your house yesterday," continued Emma, "and promised Mrs. Graffam that I would bring a good old lady living with us to see her; "I never thought," said another, "that I should come to love Emma "It is a dear child," said Emma; "and perhaps, Mr. Graffam, it may "Good-morning, Mr. Sliver," said Emma. And Emma replied, "Yes, Mrs. Graffam; _I_ will come as long as I am "Nothing," said Emma; "only love me: if you can do that, Fanny, I shall


id: 11007
title: Jemmy Stubbins, or the Nailer Boy Illustrations of the Law of Kindness
author: nan
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  sent him to School for two years I dedicate this little Book, as an send his children to school, nor teach them himself to read. it took him loner to read a little, for he learned the letters when he the little fellow a Christmas gift of a year''s schooling. or earned, to send Josiah to school to learn to read the Testament; and children to school; if they could not read, they would be poor, even if little sisters to read during the winter nights, and the baby, too, as nailer children that lived within a mile, and teach them how to read and the eyes of the children in "Our School Room" in America, as I went on Now many a little boy and girl of our school-room circle has contributed Mr. Fry, a little school boy, and a beautiful letter Poor little blighted city flower, thought I, as I looked at


id: 10859
title: Paul and Virginia from the French of J.B.H. de Saint Pierre
author: Saint-Pierre, Bernardin de
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  If Paul complained, his mother pointed to Virginia; and at One day, coming down that mountain, I saw Virginia at the end "At this sight Virginia burst into tears, and pressed her mother''s hand and She took Paul and Virginia in her arms, and, embracing them, cried, Virginia, holding Paul by the hand, drew near, and with much emotion begged Paul said to Virginia, ''My dear sister, it band, approaching Paul and Virginia, said to them, ''Good little white Virginia, affected by this scene, said to Paul, with emotion, ''O, my dear Virginia, upon receiving this little picture from the hands of Paul, said dear friend, no, my beloved children,'' replied Madame de la Tour; ''I will Thither, amidst the heats of summer, Madame de la Tour, Margaret, Virginia, tree had risen but a little from the ground at the time of Virginia''s Madame de la Tour said to Paul, ''My son, go and inform our


id: 13234
title: Ester Ried
author: Pansy
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  "O, Ester, you''re cross!" said Sadie, in a good-humored tone, coming "You wouldn''t think so by to-morrow evening," Ester said, shortly. "I shall think for her," Dr. Van Anden said, coming down the stairs. "I think I haven''t seen her look better this great while," Ester "Mother," said Sadie, appearing in the dining-room one morning, "_Really_, mother," Sadie said, as the little girl went stamping up Abbie, had been the one great dream of Ester''s heart--as likely to be to go, Sadie had such a brisk, business-like way of saying "Ester New York bride looks; besides, you know, dear mother, I want to stay "Ester," said Abbie quickly, "I couldn''t marry a man who was not a "That man," said Mr. Foster, turning to Ester, as the door closed Ester felt it in her very soul, Dr. Douglass, her mother, Sadie, all "Sadie," said Ester, in a low, shocked tone, "_do_ you think we are


id: 36313
title: Witch Winnie''s Mystery, or The Old Oak Cabinet The Story of a King''s Daughter
author: Champney, Elizabeth W. (Elizabeth Williams)
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  Winnie replied hotly, at the same time rolling Adelaide''s great "It''s of no use, Adelaide," laughed Winnie, "we must let Milly have her "Wait," said Adelaide commandingly; "that is not the way we do things in Not Professor Waite," Milly exclaimed, and Winnie started as though "Milly shall do as she pleases," Adelaide said; "there is really no "Adelaide believes," Milly said slowly, "that it was some sneak thief A great fear came over me; Milly had taken the money and Winnie knew it. in the following order: Winnie, Adelaide, Milly, myself, and Cynthia studio door a little ahead of time, and Professor Waite threw it open at "Of course," Milly replied, looking at Winnie in a puzzled way. Little Breeze and Milly first led away two of the girls, and then Winnie "I have been thinking," Stacey said, after Adelaide had told him Polo''s


id: 38279
title: How John Norton the Trapper Kept His Christmas
author: Murray, W. H. H. (William Henry Harrison)
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  said the old man, rising, "it''ll be a good tramp through the snow, but man, won''t be of sarvice to a woman; and as fur the leetle uns, I don''t good fur a woman when things go crosswise, and the box''ll be a great "Lord-a-massy!" exclaimed the old man as he stood over the sled, and didn''t send him along with the box, Wild Bill, fur it sartinly looks as "Old Trapper," said Wild Bill, rising to his feet, and holding the "Come here, leetle uns," said the Trapper, as he turned his good-natured face toward the children,--"come here, and put yer leetle "A merry Christmas to ye, my good woman," said the Trapper. "My good woman," said the Trapper, when the breakfast was eaten, "we''ve "The Lord be praised fur his goodness!" said the Trapper, whose "Now fur the sled!" exclaimed the Trapper, as he rose from the table.


id: 37981
title: May Flowers
author: Alcott, Louisa May
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  sad; but Mamma said it might do us good to know something of the hard times other girls have," said Anna, soberly; for she was a thoughtful Happy Dodd did when she once began, and she was only a poor little girl and, taking the things I bought, went home to talk it over with Mamma. "It would have done your hearts good, girls, to see those poor old faces was the day you girls came in and bought our goods, and I peeped at you Children''s Hospital, and soon loved to help amuse the poor little dears. "The poor little thing came and stood at my knee, without stirring, She does her best, loves the girls, and works hard at the only my way home, and told him to come to our house and get an old coat Mamma house, ''If the little girls who want to help the world along would


id: 34218
title: Hildegarde''s Home
author: Richards, Laura Elizabeth Howe
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  think we shall be happy here, dear!" said Hildegarde softly. funny little old dame standing in the doorway, looking so like Mrs. Gummidge that I wanted to ask her on the spot if Mr. Peggotty was at Cousin Wealthy said, a privilege to be good-looking, and Hildegarde was "Bad little mother!" said Hildegarde. "Good evening!" said Hildegarde, thinking that mamma was very cruel. "By the way, Mrs. Grahame," he said, "I think this boy must be a "Good-night, dear mamma!" said Hildegarde meekly. "Good-morning, Cousin Jack!" said Hildegarde pleasantly. Hildegarde flushed and looked at her mother, but Mrs. Grahame said very "In that old secretary in Uncle Aytoun''s room," said Hildegarde. "But Mrs. Loftus needs a good deal of room!" said Hildegarde to "You may come fifty times, dear little lad!" cried Hildegarde warmly. "Jack," said Hildegarde, "you are a dear! "Good-by, dear Colonel Ferrers!" cried Hildegarde.


id: 33523
title: Little Frankie at School
author: Leslie, Madeline
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  WHEN little Frankie Gray was nearly seven years old, a lady came to "Thank you, my little friend," said the teacher, giving him a kiss. I SUPPOSE you will wish to know how Frankie and Nelly liked their new "See, Hitty," said Frankie; "this is the way to do it;" and the dear boy MISS GRANT was very much pleased with Frankie''s kindness to Hitty; and Almost always, when Nelly went home from school, she and Frankie ran up "Nelly pushed this little girl against the stone post, at the school blushed when she saw Hitty; but Frankie ran to the little girl, asking, "Frankie," said his mother, "you may go down with Hitty to the cook, and The next day, when Hitty returned from school, Nelly, Frankie, and was only a half day, the teacher said; and so Frankie and Hitty stood "What a funny little school!" said Frankie, laughing.


id: 33701
title: Fraternal Charity
author: Valuy, Benôit
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  Religious, called to reproduce the three great virtues of Jesus child of God, the member of Jesus Christ, and the sanctuary of the Thus it is that charity poured into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, TO love our brethren as ourselves in relation to God, it suffices It is impossible for religious to love their brethren with a true, RELIGIOUS who have the family spirit wish to know everything which Charity, by uniting its good wishes and interest to the deeds of IN order to excite ourselves to fraternal charity, let us try and thoughts inflame my charity in the fire of your Divine love? brethren and myself are children of God and members of Jesus THERE are six sorts of religious who wound fraternal charity more community without great necessity the faults of religious would be good odour of religious houses, which are the family of God. Guard


id: 38564
title: Happy Hearts
author: Isle, June
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  Mr. and Mrs. Payson had three little children, who were very dear to "That will be a good way," said Rebecca; "for I remember when Mrs. White, who lives in our house in town, was here last week, she told "Santa Claus shall be told where to find you," said Mrs. Payson, "and "Try to think about something good and pleasant," said Mrs. Payson, "and "I know, mamma," said Joshua, "that I wish to be good. "A little verse which you repeat," said Mrs. Payson, "says truly that "We can do our little," said Mrs. Payson, "and if we only make one sad "I have some toys, mamma," said Rebecca, "that I can give to Mrs. Grant''s lame Harry; I am sure they will make his little pale face "Mr. Kelly is a very kind and good man," said Mrs. Payson; "and I hope, "That will be good," said Rebecca; "the little hungry children will


id: 34551
title: Witch Winnie: The Story of a "King''s Daughter"
author: Champney, Elizabeth W. (Elizabeth Williams)
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  mother makes her dresses at home," said Witch Winnie; "and, as she can''t real good practical joke, anyway," said Witch Winnie; "better than I "Then I think I would like to talk with her," said Winnie. the paper pattern to-night?" Adelaide slipped a dollar into Mrs. Halsey''s hand, and would take no change. "Then the little boy who is coming to you," said Emma Jane, "may not be "I haf nefer ze pleasure to know zat room," said Miss Prillwitz, her "Oh yes, Miss, I mind; it was little Jim ''Alsey; ''e''s the prince of fine "He will make one good engineer some day," said Miss Prillwitz, in "Bless his heart!" said Miss Prillwitz, as he closed the door; "he knows the time that Mrs. Halsey was looking for a place for Jim. It was so "I can''t see why we don''t hear from Miss Prillwitz," said Winnie,


id: 43144
title: Scamp and I: A Story of City By-Ways
author: Meade, L. T.
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  "Come, Flo, do," said Jenks, "don''t waste time with that little sight o'' Flo, her little heart utterly melting, and then the knowing animal came "Scamp shall come ''ome then wid us," said Jenks, and lifting the little Now Flo knew that as mother had not appeared the first time Dick stole, "Yes, Jenks, I''ll tell you," said Flo; "''tis because Dick and me isn''t "That ''ere little chap wot yer ''ave such a grip of," said Flo, "that''s "Come home with me," said the little woman by Flo''s side. "Yes," answered Flo, whose little heart was so drawn to Mrs Jenks, and God, my child," said little Mrs Jenks. "God," said little Mrs Jenks, putting down her work and looking up and some day, Mrs Jenks said, He would come for her, and carry her away little for both of us." Mrs Jenks paused, but Flo was quite silent.


id: 43697
title: Nelly''s First Schooldays
author: Franklin, Josephine
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  Not very far from Nelly''s home, stood a small, time-worn, wooden house. Martin, a boy who lived at Mr. Brooks'', told Nelly that Miss Elinor told Comfort, in confidence, when she went home, that this little boy''s "It wasn''t Miss Harrow, at all," said Nelly, reddening; "it was that "I know it," said Nell, a little sadly, "and I would be good now, if Near the door of Mrs. Harrow''s little house, Nelly encountered her "Comfort," said Nell, that night, leaning her head on her hand, and "Comfort," said Nelly, getting impatient, "why don''t you tell me, then, "You mustn''t laugh so, Comfort," said Nelly, with dignity, "you make me "Poor little fellow!" said Nelly meditating; "I don''t wonder you want "Good-night, Comfort," said Martin; "I wish _I_ had thirty dollars; yet "Yes, ma''am," said Nelly; and then she added, "Comfort was going to "Dear, dear!" said Nelly; "that will be hard for Miss Milly."


id: 43765
title: The Twin Ventriloquists; or, Nimble Ike and Jack the Juggler A Tale of Strategy and Jugglery
author: Old Sleuth
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  "I''ll have first shot," thought Ike, and as the young man passed close "That settles it," said Ike. There came a smile upon the face of the youth and he caused a voice to Ike''s new friend, the young detective whom our hero was anxious to "I''ve a strange story to tell you, Ike," he said. The girl rose as though to walk away, when the man said: The man was confused, and Ike said: "Yes, I do believe your story," said Ike, "and we will recover your Ike arranged to meet Jack later on and proceeded with Sara to the house Ike turned and beheld a strange-looking old man standing within a few Ike stood with his face turned toward the strange old man. The old man appeared dazed and Ike said: "I believe I can," said the old man; "I will. "This is great!" said Ike, and he asked: "There''s our man," said Ike.


id: 43390
title: The Factory Boy
author: Leslie, Madeline
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  "I wish, Johnny," Mrs. Talbot was saying, "that the dollar was ours; and The next morning, when the little boy went to his work, he looked all tap on the window of a house close by, and, looking up, he saw Mrs. Miles beckoning to him. Mrs. Miles says she is sure a little nourishing food will do more "Now, Johnny," said Mr. Miles, "here''s your medal; wear it around your Mrs. Miles opened the door when she heard her husband''s voice, and said, "You must tell me about your troubles," Mrs. Miles said. afternoon, when Johnny was at work in the factory, and Ella was taking Johnny was still in the factory; and Mrs. Talbot worked away at the One day he came running home from his work, his face looking very bright "I mean to be very careful of my new clothes," said Johnny, who had


id: 42961
title: The House With Sixty Closets: A Christmas Story for Young Folks and Old Children
author: Child, Frank Samuel
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  CLOSETS, RUTH, AND THE "LITTLE JUDGE" 113 ONCE upon a time there lived a good Judge in an old New England town. Judge," in honor of the good man who gave the house to the church for "Dear little boy," said the Judge affectionately, as he looked down into "I think I would like to look around a little," replied the lady. "I think you had better rest, my dear," said the Judge; "we''ll step in All this time the Judge, his wife, Ruth, and the baby sat composedly "I think it will do them good to have a little frolic," said the Judge. "But you wouldn''t let your children play like that," said Ruth. "I think we had better put the baby in the first closet," said Ruth. "Don''t you think it''s time to call the children?" said Ruth. Ruth didn''t like to go into the Judge''s old study, but that was where


id: 46762
title: Bessie and Her Friends
author: Mathews, Joanna H. (Joanna Hooe)
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  "No, Sergeant Richards, you needn''t look at me that way," said Mrs. Granby, holding up the tea-pot in one hand; "I ain''t been doin'' no "Bessie told me how kind he was to her," said Mrs. Bradford. While little Maggie was thinking thus of Aunt Patty, the old lady, in "Yes," said Mrs. Bradford, "my dear little Bessie''s quick temper gives "Mamma cannot kiss you till you are a good boy," said Mrs. Bradford, "But, Mrs. Rush," said Maggie, "Aunt Patty''s corners scratch very Aunt Patty as she sat looking so sad and lonely, and thinking of Mrs. Rush''s lesson of the morning, till her tender little heart could bear "Maggie and Bessie," said Mrs. Bradford, one day soon after this, "I am "I think they understand that now, Aunt Patty," said Mrs. Bradford, "Mamma and Aunt Bessie," said Maggie. "Mamma," Bessie had said afterwards, "do you think Aunt Patty was very


id: 59654
title: Our Common Land (and Other Short Essays)
author: Hill, Octavia
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  of open space you have left to these people is needed; take care you taking the place of a Common right over a little bit of English soil? duty to the poor was supposed to consist in giving large alms; once, individual gentle help which is so often needed in cases coming before about poor-law relief, little about the thousand and one societies for cover all the ground, and there is no place for the poor man''s cottage. gifts of open spaces to be made for the rich and poor to share alike in There are two great wants in the life of the poor of our large towns, workmen''s clubs, and, in fact, all common meeting-places of the poor, of small open spaces quite near the homes of the poor, than of their meeting-place, where workers for the poor shall be able to learn each


id: 60581
title: More Bed-Time Stories
author: Moulton, Louise Chandler
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  I have asked you three times," said Mrs. Mason''s voice, with a little extra energy in it; and Kathie looked up years before they had begun to crimp little girls'' hair, but I think We might have brightened a little over the supper, but then Mrs. Simmonds, who had been sitting upstairs with Nelly''s mother, was when the little girl and her mother came there together. "When she wakes we shall know what to expect," he said, and went away three years old my mother''s best friend died, and left Nelly, a little, one but my mother to see to her; and she brought the little thing home "No," he said, feebly, "I want to see him coming in, at the old time, "You are Mrs. Osgood, are you not?" said the little girl, looking at "Come here, little girl," he said; and she went up to him fearlessly.


id: 61804
title: Sheer Off: A Tale
author: A. L. O. E.
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  remarked Persis; "our old baronet dead, and his lady away, dear Mrs. Lane absent in France, and, worst of all, our vicar still so ill, and Good-day to you, Ned Franks, let me know what you get from Bat Bell; of Colme," said Ned Franks to himself, as he walked towards his home. "Mr. Franks, you have a happy home," said the clerk, after a little "I can match your piece of good news with another," said Persis Franks, "Are you going to see poor Stone to-morrow?" said Persis Franks to her carpenter''s wife; "Sands has little cause to thank Ned. The poor clerk half our say," said Ben Stone to Ned Franks, as, called in by the the kindness of Ned Franks and his wife,--better enter a poor-house, or "Certainly Sophy should know of this," said Ned Franks; "but she''s man," said Ned Franks to his wife as they met.


