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MITTENS:
QUEER AND FANCIFUL STORIES.
THE EIEST BOOK OF THE SERIES.
BY
AUNT 'FANNY,
ATJTHOE OP THE SIX NIGHTOAP BOOKS, ETO.
HEW YORK:
D. APPLETON AND COMPANY,
443 & 445 BROADWAY.
LONDON: 16 LITTLE BRITAIN.
18f>3.

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Entered, according to act of Congress, in the year 1862, by
FANNY BARROW,
In the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the United States for the
Southern District of New York.

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these
QUEER AND FANCIFUL
MITTENS
HUJj.licateÖ
TO B EIGHT OHARLEX, /
THE LITTLE COLLECTOR OF THE PORT
OE TRUE AFFECTION.

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CONTENTS.
0
HOW THESE BOOKS CAME TO BE CALLED MIT
TENS, . ...... . . . 7
MR. KETCHUM, THE GOOD RAT, . ... 60
THE TRIAL TRIP OF THE VIRTUES, ... 84
. HOP O’ MY THUMB’S SISTER, . . . .121

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HOW THESE BOOKS CAME TO BE
CALLED MITTENS.
The good.little mother was ■ crying.
Yes, great woeful tears were rolling slowly
down her kind face, which had been get
ting paler and thinner ever since her dar-
ling—lame Charley—had died. Eine silver
streaks conld be seen here and there, m
her dark brown hair, and the dimple in
her cheek had lengthened into a sorrow
ful wrinkle.
It was soon after the 'beginning of the
terrible -war ; and the call to arms bad
thrilled every loyal heart in our beloved
country. Gladly and eagerly the young
men rushed to battle, and among the fore-

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most was your old friend George, wIlo was
now in his third year at "West Point.
Yon will remember when we last
parted, at the end of a Fairy Nightcaps,”
which was more than two years ago, he
was nearly seventeen years old, and con
sidered “ quite a patriarch in the family.”
He was now almost twenty—a great strong
handsome fellow, nearly six feet high—
and his active, soldierly education at West
Point had made him graceful and manly,
as well as healthy and strong. He had a
bright complexion, quick, gray mischievous
eyes, brimful of fun ; and what some peo
ple would call curly red hair, but I call a
perfectly beautiful auburn.
Such tremendous letters as he wrote to
his father during the summer, to let him
resign and join the army! They were full
of the “ Star-spangled Banner ” from be
ginning to end, and one had a flaming post
script in these words: “ Oh dear father and

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mother! I should consider myself a man
with, the heart of a boiled potato^ at such
a time as this, if I did not begin to fire
something besides the blank cartridges
which we use here in our make-believe
skirmishes. Do let me join the'army!
Please don’t tempt me to run away. I am
perfectly on fire to fight! and if yon will
not consent to my resigning, I shall have to
beg Colonel Bowman, the snperintendent, •
to lash me fast to one of the big cannons on
the parade ground, which General Scott
■ captured in Mexico, for I cannot trust my
self. Only think what a capital soldier
I’d make ! I can sleep as sound as a top
in a tent, with torrents of rain beating in.
I know how to build batteries, both masked
and showing their faces. I can drill a per
fect regiment of boobies, who won’t know at
first the but end of a musket from the muz
zle, and make them in a week or two regular *
fighting tigers, in a frenzy of impatience
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to blaze away at the enemy. I feel certain
President Lincoln wants me particularly.
I shouldn’t be surprised if be bad beard
wbat a gunpowder warrior I looked like ;
and bas a commission for brigadier-general
all signed and sealed for me, in bis right-
band pocket. So you see my dear parents,
you would very likely offend bim if you
refused to let me join tbe army.” And
tben be wound up by printing in splendid
capital letters, balf an incb^long, wbat tbe
Governor of New York bad said to one
of tbe famous Seventh Regiment on that
momentous 19th of April, when they
marched to Washington, at tbe call of the
President—
“ Remember Sumter ! ”
Who could withstand this ? Not even
tbe little mother—for she was loyal to her
very bootlaces. So, though George was
not in tbe first class, be bad been so excel-

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lent in every department, and was, besides,
such, a stalwart, martial-looking fellow, it
was decided, at his parents’ entreaty, to
extend to him the permission to join the
army immediately ; and thus it happened
that a large class of cadets, whose four
years had not expired, and George, also,
were permitted to leave, and receive their
commissions at once, so that they might
be empowered to organize and commence
to drill the citizen recruits. (
George was not exactly made brigadier-
general; but he was put upon the road,
where, if he lived and distinguished him
self, this warlike title might be found.
He was made a second lieutenant; and
hastening joyfully home, was soon up to
his eyes in preparations; his heart beating,
his eyes sparkling, and visions of glofy,
the American eagle, and the Star-spangled
Banner, all jumbled up in his head to
gether.

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Every one of his brothers and sisters
helped him, singing, working, and talking
incessantly. Anna made him the most
complete little housewife that ever was
seen (for soldiers have to sew, you know).
It had such a' quantity of needles, thread,
buttons, pins, courtplaster, and tape in it,
that George, delighted with his present,
said he should be able to sew on the but
tons and mend the stockings of half the
army; besides tying on their heads, arms,
and legs with the tape, and stopping up the
bullet holes with the courtplaster.
The kind brother tried to laugh as he
finished this speech, but his lips quivered
painfully, and poor Anna fairly burst into
tears, and throwing her arms round his
neck, sobbed out, “ Oh don’t go, dear
George. It is too dreadful to think. that
you may be wounded, or ! ” (she
could not say “ killed.”) “ Oh why do the
Southerners think we are their enemies! ”

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And Clara, little tender-headed Clara,
made him some red flannel bands, which
he faithfully promised to wear ronnd his
hody constantly; for the excellent and
lovely Miss Hix, who was working so hard
for the soldiers, and whose name and good
deeds will never he forgotten, had written
to the little mother about them. Here is
the extract from her letter :
“ Flannel bands, of coarse, rough mate
rial, are in great request from all the phy
sicians. I have received requisitions for
more than four thousand during the last
ten days. Hr. Valentine Mott writes me
to-day that he regards the use of them as
almost a necessity, and that they may well
be called ‘ Life Preservers.’ ”
So Clara made three of these “ life pre
servers,” with a long triangular piece let
into each side, so that they might fit nicely
over the hips, and three strings on each
end, to tie them with; and George thanked

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and kissed her, and said he should feel like
a great big baby when he put them on,
and very likely begin to cry for his mamma,
which speech set Clara and him laughing,
and then very nearly crying the next min
ute.
Indeed, laughing and crying ran an
even race the whole time these prepara
tions were progressing. Harry broke
down in the very middle of what he meant
to be a funny oration, speaking in a puffy
voice, spreading out his hands and bow
ing, as the spokesman of a deputation does,
when he presents a gold watch or silver
pitcher to “ our distinguished fellow towns
man ; ” but just as he was holding out the
pretty little five-bladed penknife, and
George was gracefully advancing to re
ceive it, a newsboy in the street called out
suddenly, “Extras/ Battle of——” The
knife dropped on the carpet, and with a

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violent choking sob poor Harry ran out
of the room.
Johnny, who was the solemn one of
the family, and went by the name of “ the
deacon” at school, because he never laughed
in study hours, gravely marched up to his
brother with his parting gift. He was an
extremely neat little fellow, and very par
ticular about his own person. So be pre
sented George with a small pocket comb,
and begged him to keep the parting of his
hair perfectly even, no matter what hap
pened, which comical advice made George
laugh heartily. “Why! my dear little
chap,” he cried, “the regimental barber
will probably cut my hair so short I shall
be very nearly bald, and then I won’t
want any comb at all—that is,” he contin
ued (seeing Johnny look disappointed),
“not so much as I do at home. But this
dear little comb is just the thing! and I
promise you to keep the parting "seam

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straight, and use your pretty present if I
have only three hairs left on my head.”
The little'Ones brought their presents
too. Minnie gave him her favorite paper
doll, “Miss Lillie Beers,” and all her dresses,
packed away and sealed up tight in an en
velope ; and as George said he was afraid
the young lady might not like living in a
canvas tent on salt pork and crackers, he
would lock her up in his bureau drawer,
and marry her as soon as he returned; *
which gratified Minnie very much, for she
laughed and kissed him, and said: “ Oh
brother George! how glad she will be!
I’ll have a party with all my paper dolls'
when you come home, and Miss Lillie Beers
and you shall dance together. Oh! that
will be >so delightful! ”
You see Minnie speaks much plainer
now, because she is two years older.
The rest of the children, imitating the
others, brought a little live kitten, a stick

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George buying Books for his Brothers and Sisters.

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of peppermint candy, ail apple, half a
dozen bine glass beads, a pewter soldier,
and a large china ball, “ for him to play
marbles with,” they said, as their loving
keepsakes for their u big brother,” whom
they loved dearly, because he never pinched
them, or twitched away their playthings,
or teazed them in. twenty other ways, as
some big brothers that I Tcnow, who seem
to love to torment their little brothers and
sisters. Ho. George was almost as good
as a mother to those precious darlings;
and when I have said that, I think I have
paid him a very high compliment.
The good brother went out the day
before he left, and spent all his money
buying books for his brothers and sisters.
He found one very funny'toy book, which
he gave to little Pet. The pictures made
them all shout with laughter, and the
words were, if anything, funnier; so the
little mother made a tune for this beauti-

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ful poetry, on tlie piano, and all the chil
dren sang it to their great amusement.
The first verse is this:
“A kitten once to v its mother said,
I’ll never more be good!
But go and be a robber bold,
And live in a dreary wood, wood, wood,
And live in a dreary wood.”
So the naughty kitten turns robber, and
thus threatens a poor traveller :
“ So he went to the wood, and he met a cat!
How give to me your purse,
Or I’ll stab you through ! and shoot yon too!
Or hill you, which is worse, worse, worse,
Or hill jou, which is worse ! ”
As a cat is said to have nine lives, perhaps
it is necessary “ to stab them through, and
shoot them too,” before you begin to e kill
them. But the children thought it sound
ed very comical for all that, and the Bob
ber Kitten was voted “a perfect darling
of a funny book.”

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Well, I must come to it, and get over
the terrible parting as quick as I can.
George was going away to win glory or a
grave. Brave, daring; high-souled, lie now
bung weeping over bis little mother, whom
be held fast in bis arms. His heart was
strong with dauntless courage, but those
hot tears were for bis mother, faithful and
loving, whom he might never more see;
and the dear sisters and brothers, who
also loved him so much, and who stood
round with faces of such painful distress,
that the poor fellow, after a hasty sobbing
embrace with each in silence, for he could
not speak, hurried out of the room and the
house. As he turned the corner, he looked
back and cried: “ Oh my little precious
gentle mother! shall I ever see you
again ? ”
The house was mournful enough after
George had gone.. The children, anxious
and fearful, could think of nothing but the

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war, tlie dreadful war, and wisH' from their
hearts that people would try to live in
peace with each other. The little mother
said nothing, but she sighed very often,
and busied herself night and’ day in mak
ing everything she could think of to help
the soldiers.
It was late in the fall when Greorge
left, and the long evenings were setting
in.
“ Dear mamma,” said Anna, as she stood
looking thoughtfully into the fire, just be
fore the gas was lighted, “I wish, I do
wish ” and she stopped.
“ What, my darling % ” asked the
mother, gently.
“ Well, mamma, it would be so pleasant,
I mean such a comfort, if you could invent
something that all of us could do in the
evenings this winter for the brave soldiers
—something the boys can do, you know,
as well as us girls.”

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“I have been thinking about that my
self, dear, from a suggestion I read in the
paper to-day.”
“ What was that, mamma ? ” cried
Clara, who bad just come into the room.
“Well. I am sure four or five of you
could easily learn, and between us all there
would soon be a;heap of them.”
“Heap? What?” asked both the
girls.
“ Mittens! ” said the mother.
“ Mittens ! ” exclaimed the girls.
“ Yes, mittens. The cold winter weather
is fast approaching, and the soldiers must
have warm coverings for their hands, and
these coverings must be of a particular
kind. The mittens must not only have a
thumb, but a forefinger, to enable them to
pull the triggers of their rifles and guns.
They can be crochetted very quickly; and,
at a place down Broadway, we can get

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patterns with minute directions how to go
to work. How do you like the idea ? ”
“ Oh, capital! ” cried both the girls,
giving two little skips-of pleasure. “Let’s
begin right away. Shall we?”
“ Where’s the yarn and pattern ? ” ask
ed the mother, smiling.
The girls gave a very blank “ Oh ! ” in
answer to this question, and very reluc
tantly agreed that they would have to wait
till the morrow before this delightful busi
ness of the mittens could be commenced.
But they ran into the hall, and called the
whole family from up stairs and down
stairs, to hear all about it, and “ talk it
over.”
In they came trooping and laughing,
exactly in the old way, with the tremen
dous dog, and Crocus the cat, and Mary
O’Beilly the new kitten, who was named
after the children’s particular friend—the
cook; and after sitting down, and getting

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up, and running round a few times, the
whole party began twirling their thumbs
over each other, to let everybody know
how still they could be; that is, such as
had thumbs to twirl. As to the dog, cat,
and kitten, I don’t think they have any
worth speaking about; so they only winked
at the company, as if they knew a good
deal more than they meant to tell, and
stiffened their ears straight up in the air,
to hear what was coming.
“ My dear children,” began the little
mother, “now" that your brother G-eorge
has gone ’’—she stopped a moment for her
voice began to tremble, then she went on
cheerfully—“ we must do all we can to
make him and his brave comrades com
fortable.' If you will try to learn, I will
go out to-morrow and purchase crochet
needles, yarn, and a printed paper of direc
tions, and we will set to work making

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mittens.in the evening. It is easy to do,
and very pretty work.”
“ I go in for the mittens! ” shouted
Harry, waving his handkerchief in the air.
“ And I! and I! ” sounded on all sides.
“I want, to make a mitter too ! ” said
little Pet, the youngest of the party. ■
“ So you shall, darling,” cried Clara,
running up, and kissing her. “You shall
make some mittens for Mary O’Beilly’s
paws, to keep her from scratching. How
do you like that ? ”
“ O my! ” cried little Pet, clapping her
hands with delight; and then she dragged
poor Mary O’Peilly by the neck, up into
her lap, to get the size of her paws exactly;
and Clara, like a loving sister, helped her
measure them, and talked the matter over
with the greatest gravity.
There was a prodigious chattering over
the mittens. Harry declared that all the
soldiers would be turned into “one-fingered

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Jacks; ” and little Willie said tke three fin
gers that would be all put together, would
u kick ” holes in the mitten, so that they
could get out to see the world; while Bennie
thought they would all snug up, and take
a nap together. He rubbed his eyes sleepily
as he spoke, and the little mother seeing
this, declared the meeting was over, but she
should be happy to see them at half past
six o’clock the next evening.
So the younger ones went obediently
to bed, kissing all round for “good night; ”
and in their softly-spoken prayers soon
after, was heard the humble petition that
their Heavenly Father would watch over
their dear brother Greorge, and bring him
home again safe and well. It rose out of
their hearts with loving faith, that He
would hear; and such prayers, little read
er, are always heard.
The next morning the little mother
went out, and was gone a long time. Soon
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after she returned, some mysterious par
cels were left at the house; but nothing
was to be touched till the evening. The
children noticed an expression of peculiar
animation on her face, then a sad look
would come down. like a veil over the
bright one. This was very puzzling. What
could she be thinking of? .
At last the evening came; and you
may believe that not a soul was missing
when the meeting was called to order.
Even the kitten, Mary ..O’Reilly, after roll
ing over once on her back with all her
toes up in the air together, as if another
pattern would be wanted of them, tumbled
down sideways with a queer little purr,
and then lay quite still.
But the little mother did not speak,
She only began slowly to untie the parcels
on the table, and seemed to be listening.
A tremendous ring at the bell! The

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dog barked, .the cats mewed, and all the
children jumped to their feet.
“ It must be the policeman come to say
the house is on fire,” cried Harry.
Out they all rushed in a body just as
the waiter opened the front door, and
came with a bounce against -Guess who ?
“Look out for broken heads and crush
ed toes! ” exclaimed a laughing voice.
Now, do you know who it was?
Ho other than—“ Aunt Fanny! ”
“ Oh! oh! Aunt Fanny!! to think
you should have come to see us on our
first mitten night! ’’ cried the children
eagerly, “ was there ever anything more
perfectly splendid! ” -
“Where’s the mittens?” asked Aunt
Fanny, pretending to look all about in the
air; “ I never heard of those kind of birds
before.”
“ If your eyes were as sharp as a new
pair of scissors you couldn’t see them,”

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laughed Harry. “ They are not even hatch
ed yet; "but come in the parlor, and we’ll
show you. Please shut your eyes. "We’ll
lead you in.”
So Aunt Fanny did as she was bid,
and walked in the middle of -the crowd
into the parlor. On the table'was quite a
pile of great hanks of dark blue yarn, very
tightly twisted. Harry hastily stuck one
of the hanks upright in one end of the
pile, to represent a neck and head, and two
spreading sideways at the other end, to
appear like a fan tail. The children, under
standing the joke at once, looked on in
breathless attention, entreating Aunt Fan
ny on no account to peep the least bit.
“ One ! two ! three ! Look ! ” shouted .
Harry.
“Goodness!” exclaimed Aunt Fanny,
as she opened her eyes. “ It’s a terrible
woolly bird! If I hadn’t been surround
ed by so many friends it would have

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frightened me np the 'chimney! Why,
where’s its bill % ”
Here, in my pocket,” cried the little
mother laughing, and she pulled out a slip
of paper on which was written
“ Five pounds of yarn, .. ! . . . $5 00
“ Received payment,
“ Timothy Sheepshanks.”
a Well,” said. Aunt Fanny, “ I’ll just sit
down, with my namesake in my lap, so as
to have two pair of ears to listen with, and
hear all about it.” .*
So the two" pair of ears did the listen
ing, and every one of the children did the
talking, not to speak of jumping, and kiss
ing, and laughing, which they threw in
without charging anything for them, and
at last Aunt Fanny knew all about it.
I wish you could have seen her face
while the children were telling her. When
they spoke of their brother George, with
many words of love, a faint flush came

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into her cheeks,'and her eyes-filled with
tears; and when they told about their
mother’s project for the soldiers, she look
ed at her friend affectionately, and then
her eyes suddenly brightened, as if a new
and very pleasant thought had just darted
into her mind. \
At last, she said, “I like this plan
very much ; and what’s more, I should
like to go into jiartnership with you in the
mitten business. Will you have me ? ”
- “ Oh, dear, yes! Certainly. But how?”
they asked. Aunt Fanny looked at the
little mother, who nodded, and. smiled back
affectionately. She seemed to. hesitate, as
if she wanted to say something for which
she had no words tender enough. “ My
darlings,” she began, “you know when
dear little lame Charley was alive, I sent
you and him a great many stories, and it
made me very thankful to feel that listen
ing to them added to his happiness and

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to yours. Since lie went home to Heaven,
I have not written anything for the little
ones here and all about the country that I
love so much. But I have never forgotten'
them, and I am so glad they do not forget
me. Even dear little children' whom I
have never seen, have written cunning
pretty letters to me, and a great mäny
have come with their parents to see me.
Oh, you don’t know how I like this ! you
don’t know how happy I feel all the rest
of the day, after some precious little loving
buds of children have come, and looking
first timidly into my face, have just filing
their arms round my neck, and given me
a real good kissing. Only dast evening,
when I went to a friend’s.-house a few
doors from mine, to get my little Alice,
who was playing in the court yard, this
very thing happened. One of her com
panions, whom I had never seen before,
was looking at me with a very affectionate

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expression, and I said, ‘ Who is this young
lady ? ’ ‘ Why, that’s Hatty,’ said Alice.
Then I said, 1 Oh, it’s Hatty, is it ? Weh,
Hatty, are you any relation to meddlesome
Matty ? ’ At this she laughed, for she
knew I was in fun, and answered, ‘Ho,
ma’am; "but I’ve got a baby brother I
call “Fatty,” and if you don’t know me, I
know youV ‘Why, how did you come
to know I was Mother G-oose’s grand
daughter % ’ , ‘ Because you are “ Aunt
Fanny,” and I love you.’ Upon that she
threw her arms round my neck, making
three great dents in my white linen collar,
and kissed me so heartily, that I really
thought my' cheek would be black and
blue this morning.”
The children laughed at this, and look
ed very hard at Aunt Fanny’s cheek, to
make sure it was all right, and she went
on. /
“HowI’ve got a plan in my head. To

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öö
Tbe sure, yon are naturally very quiet chil
dren; most people would think, if they
lived here, the house was full as it could
hold of marble statues, instead of live
children; wouldn’t they ? ”
This was a great joke, the idea of their
being a quiet family! and they laughed so
hard at it, that the very windows rattled.
But Aunt Fanny kept up a very grave
face, and continued, “Well, my merry men
and ladies, you can make a little noise if
you try; so I won’t break my heart about
the possibility of your becoming deaf and
dumb for the present. I have a proposal
to make about writing some more stories,
but I am afraid as you are so very busy
with your mittens, that the first one, which
I have already'prepared, had better be put
, into the fire.” She drew a roll of paper
out of her pocket, and half, rose from her
chair, when the children all got round her
like a swarm of bees, with so many hugs,

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pushes, and kisses, that it was. quite a won
der how she lived through it all; and they
made such a-stamping with their feet on
the carpet, that Patty the maid rushed up
stairs, thinking the hell wire was broken,
and they were calling her in that way.
At last Aunt Eanny promised that she
would not destroy this valuable document,
if the crowd would fall back, which they
immediately did; not only falling back,
but two of them tumbling over backward
in their hurry to oblige her. Then she
said that their kind mother had called up
on her that very morning, and had begged
her to come there that very evening, as
she [the. mother] was about to open a se
lect academy -of ladies and gentlemen, to
teach mitten making for the army; and,
loving these ladies and gentlemen dearly, -
she had not only come,' but meant to write
a number of new stories, which their

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mother might read , to them while they
were working. '
This was most delightful ! and the
children,. with- thanks; and kisses hearty
and sweet, entreated their mother to begin
her instructions immediately.
Then Anna untwisted one of the hanks
of yarn, and Clara another; and two of
the boys held them, while the girls wound
them each into a great ball; and so on, till
a dozen balls of yarn lay on the table. The
crochet needles were next produced, and
all that evening, the little mother and
Aunt Fanny patiently instructed the chil
dren how to use them.
It is remarkable, when yow really want
to Imow Jiow to do anything, how very
quickly you can learn.
«< Where there’s a will there’s always
a way.’. Remember that, my young.friends,”
said Aunt Fanny, as she expressed her sur
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cepting when you have a will to butt your
head through a stone wall; or to turn the
cat and dog into a pair of Shetland ponies.”
“ Grandpa told me a funny story the
other day, about butting heads through a
window,” said Johnny.
“ Did he ? do tell us about it! Grand
pa always tells such funny stories,” cried
Harry.
“"Well. Grandpa said there was a
learned and witty man named Foote, who
lived in England long ago, who was very
fond of all kinds of jokes. One day he
was taking a walk with some friends, who
were all laughing, and talking, and making
fun of everything they saw. Presently
they came to a little old house that looked
as if it had been built just after the hood.
The roof was green with moss, and the
front was cracked in several places. Quite
a number of panes of glass were broken out
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thin white paper, neatly pasted in. At
the door was a little grey-headed old man,
with an apron on; a comb was stnck like a
pen behind his ear, and he held a razor in
his hand. He looked perfectly mouldy
with age, except his eyes, which twinkled
as if all the boy wasn’t out of them yet.
Over the door was this sign—
‘ Bob "White.
1 He shares "better than any man in England !
‘ Almost—not quite ! ’
“ When Mr. Foote saw this, he winked at
his friends, and taking a short run, dashed
his head through one of the paper panes,
and shouted at the top of his xoice— 1 Is
Bob White at home ? ’
“ In an instant the little man disappear
ed inside, and dashing his head through
another paper, bawled just as loud—‘ Ho,
he has just popped out! ’ The two looked
so ridiculous, with one head in and the

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other out, each ornamented with a ragged
paper collar, that the friends nearly died
laughing; and Foote gave the little barber
a guinea—he was so pleased with the
joke.”
“ Grandpa himself must have been full
of mischief when he was young,” observed
Anna; ” don’t you remember what he did
to the dyer ? ”
“Oh. yes! tell it to Aunt Fanny.”
“Well, grandpa was walking out one
evening in the streets of Charleston, South
Carolina, where he used to live. He had
a number of his friends with him, and some
of them had such funny names! There
was Otho Heil J. Giles, and Peter Porcu
pine Plumcake, and Mordecai Mumps, and
Crazy Lobsters, and ever so many more,.
The moon was shining brightly as they
walked up King street, and they amused
themselves with reading the signs oVer the
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“ Presently they came to a sign on which
was printed, ‘Jeremiah Lableux, French
Dyer.’
“ ‘ Jeremiah IjMux] said Peter Poren»
pine, pronouncing the last syllable of the
name as you would ‘ dux ’ or ‘ nux,’ ■*
■ “ ‘ That’s not the way to pronounce_it,’
said grandpa, who understood French.
‘ You should say “ Jeremiah La blue.” ’
“ ‘ Labl/ae, indeed,’ returned Peter Por
cupine: ‘ I say it’s “ Lablux.” ’
‘“Well, we’ll see,’ answered grandpa,
and forthwith he marched straight to the
shop door, and commenced pounding as if
he was bombarding it.
“The shutters were closed, and every
body seemed „ fast asleep, but grandpa
was bent on having some fun; so- Peter
Porcupine and Crazy Lobsters, and all the
rest took turns in thumping with their
fists and heels, and kept, up a regular can
nonading on the door.

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u At last one of the windows in the sec
ond story was opened; and a head, in a
long nightcap with a tassel, poked itself
out, and a voice like a nutmeg grater
croaked—‘ Vat you want? Vat for you
make such a rascal noise ? ’
-“At this grandpa stepped into the
moonlight, and taking off his hat, made a
very low how, and said : c Pardonnez moi,
monsieur, hut does Monsieur Jeremiah La-
blux live here ? 1
“ 1 Non ! Monsieur La blue live here ! 1
roared the man in a rage, and he slammed
. down the window and disappeared.
“ Then these mischievous fellows laughed
for five minutes, and grandpa marched up
to the door and pounded again, all the rest
helping him. They made so much noise
that quite a crowd came round to see what
it was all ahout.
“ The window opened once more, and
the man in the nightcap screamed out—

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‘Sare! Youlez vous get out? I am call
de guard, toute suite, right away! You
are yon, two, tree grau rascal! 5
u Tlien grandpa stepped out again, and
making a very polite Ibow, and speaking
with, extreme respect, said; 1 Excusez moi,
monsieur, but are you Monsieur Lableux ? ’
this time pronouncing it right.
c Oui, oui,’ said the Frenchman. ‘Al
lons xid you business ! ’
“ ‘ Well, Mr. Lableux, can you d/ye a
pair of black pantaloons white f 1
“ In popped the head with the nightcap
amid roars of laughter, which suddenly
changed to yells, as a pailful of cold water
came dashing down upon grandpa and his
friends, taking away their breaths and wet
ting them to the skin.; They ran for their
lives', while the old Frenchman screamed
after them: ‘Ha, ha! you are von lame
duck! you are Yankee-doo-dells under
vatare ! ’ By this time the street was

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filled with, people, laughing and asking the
poor Frenchman all manner of .ridiculous
questions. But grandpa says he and his
friends got off safely, leaving Mr. Lableux
to take care of himself.”
“Well,” said Aunt Fanny, laughing
heartily, “ that’s just like your grandpa!
He plays tricks even now.”
“ Why, Aunt Fanny! Grandpa does ? ”
“Yes, indeed. The other day I met
him in the street, and, after shaking'hands,
stood talking a moment. Presently a little
crowd of ragged beggar boys came alpng,
and your grandpapa, tapping one of them
on the shoulder, asked him in a very solemn
tone if he thought he could manage to eat
half a dozen slices of hot buttered toast
and a couple of eggs.” .
“ 4 Why, of course I could!’said the
boy, grinning. 4 So could I! and so could
I! ’ cried the ,rest of the boys, gathering
round him.

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“ c Well, open your mouths and shut your eyes,
And I’ll give you something to make you wise.
Here goes for buttered toast and eggs,
And now make the very best use of your legs.’
And he dropped a five cent piece into each
of the wide open mouths, and they ran off
as fast as they could, laughing. I do be
lieve your grandpa owns a bank full of
pennies, and three and five cent pieces, for
he always seems to have, his pockets full.”
“ Yes, indeed !* and bigger money too ! ”
cried Johnny. “Why, would you believe
it? he gave me a whole half dollar last
Saturday ! IVe got it yet! ”
“ That is wonderful,” said Aunt Fanny,
“ as this is Tuesday. You’ve kept it till I
am sure it is burning a hole in your
pocket.”
Johnny pulled his pocket inside out
in some alarm, to see how much of a hole
there was ; but finding none, he exclaimed,
“ No, it’s all right!-” with such an air of

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relief, that the older children were very
nmch amused.
The crochet needles went merrily all
this time—Anna and Clara, Harry, Johnny,
and even Willie understanding how to use -
them wonderfully quick. The smaller
children had some make-believe work set
up for them, and ran their tongues out,
and breathed hard, and hung Their heads
sideways, in their efforts to hook up the
yarn; and were so much impressed with
the grandeur and dignity of “ working for
the army,” that they felt quite offended
with the clock for striking “ eight,” to tell
them their bed time had come.
But these little ones never dreamt for
a moment of teazing their mother to let
them “ sit up a little longer.” No ! Bless
your hearts, they knew what obedience
meant! And as for saying “ Why not f ”
• when it was thought best to refuse them

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anything, I should sooner expect to see
them biting off their own noses,
“Before you go, little darlings,” said
Aunt Fanny, “ I want to tell you that I
mean to call all my new stories, big and
little, ‘ Mittens,’ in honor of the dear chil
dren who are going to work all the long
winter evenings for the brave soldiers; and
when they are printed, I hope they may
induce the little girls and boys who read
them, and all the world besides, to spend
every moment of time they can spare in
deeds of kindness for others; and I do
wish that every other darling child who
works for the soldiers would come and see
me and give me a good kiss. I love them
all dearly.”
When the smaller ones kissed her, and
their mother and all the rest, Aunt Fanny
heard little Bennie whisper to his mother,
with his arms round her neck: “ Oh ! F
love that old Aunt Fanny! ”

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Yes, Aunt Fanny is getting old; and
very soon she will have to hunt up a pair
of spectacles to help her to see to write;
hut her heart will always be young, al
ways perfectly delighted to .help children
to be good and happy, and to have them
play, and laugh, and jump; and run, and
make all the pleasant noises they please ;
and if she lives to be a hundred years old,
she will pray to her Hemenkj Father for
children every night and morning; for
these little ones, if they live, will one day
become men and women, and if God looks
down upon them and blesses them when
they are young, and sends His Holy Spirit
to dwell in their hearts, surely, as they
grow up, every wicked thought, word, and
cleed will depart from them, and they will
keep themselves “unspotted from the
world ” until He calls them home to their
v great reward.
And now I have told you how the new

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4:1
stories came to be called by the queer
name, of “ Mittens.” For my part I think
it sounds very respectable. And nothing
on earth would please me so well as to
have you, my darling (the darling that is
now reading these words, I mean), come
with a hop,'skip, and jump, and give me
your opinion of both title and stories.
Do ! that’s a dear little body! .
* * -x- * -x-
The next evening the children assem
bled punctually ; and the crochet needles
hew here and there merrily. Already
some of them had got to thumbs, and were
beginning to think seriously on the fore
finger improvement.
“ This is what I call the loop business,”
said Harry, who I am happy to state was
not the least grain ashamed of his work, as
some other big boys might have been.
“ Crochet work is only pulling one loop
through another.”

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“ So it is,-’ cried Willie, “ and mine
keeps rnnning ont again all the time. I
wisk it would stick faster.”
Tlie little motlier skowed Mm how to
catck tke last stitck on Ms needle so tkat
it would “ stick fast ” till ke was ready to
make anotker; tken calling “ attention! ”
ske took a note ont . of her pocket.
How tke ckildren did wisk tkey could
keep one eye on tkeir motker, and tke
otker on tkeir work, wkile tkis letter was
"being read—like tke little negro boy wko
said ke always “ kep one eye on ke play, an
toder on ke missis;” but spite of all tkey
could do, tkeir eyes would not look two
ways at once, so tkey wisely concluded to de
pend upon tkeir ears for tke letter, wkick
tkeir motker commenced to read as follows i
My deae Childeen—
As I suspect tkat you muck prefer
turning double somersets to learning kard

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French verlos, and tliat if a foreigner from
’ that nation were to pay you a compliment
you would probably fancy he was advising
you to take a dose of medicine, I have
kindly, for your benefit, looked out some
stories written by a Baroness, and trans
lated and altered them to suit you; as you
will very likely have to study an hour a
day for the next ten years, before you are
able to read them for yourself.
The story I left with your mother last
evening is the first of the series, and with
it you have my love, and best wishes for
your health, strength, and the mittens.
May the last grow faster, fit better, and
keep warmer, the fingers they are making
for, with the help of the surprising adven
tures of
hin. IXETcniDr, the good Bat.

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MR. KETCHUM, THE GOOD RAT.
Once upon a time there was an old
woman who lived in a cottage as snug and
pleasant as possible, with three companions:
a dog, with a stump tail which vibrated in.
the air like the pendulum of a Yankee
clock; a cat, who had. had both her ears,
bitten half off in various fights.; and a
black rat lame of one leg.
The old woman had brought these three
up together from their infancy : they slept
in the same room with her; ate at the same
table, as genteel as you please, and con
ducted themselves generally in the most
respectable and estimable manner. Be
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cause they had such grand names, and felt
obliged to "behave in accordance, as no
sensible person wants to disgrace a good
name.
The dog’s name was ISTapoleon Bona
parte ; and when he stood upon his hind
legs, and folded his fore paws across his
breast, and looked down, if he was not a
surprising resemblance to his great name
sake, he was a laughable one—which is
better. The cat was called Aurora Bore
alis, and the rat, Mr. Ketchum, after a
celebrated police officer.
ISTapoleon Bonaparte passed the nights
in guarding the house, and dozed all day
upon the kitchen hearth with one eye half
open; while Aurora scampered about, snap
ping up the flies, and playing hide and
seek with Mr. Ketchum.
But, alas ! happiness is so transitory in
this world! it is shorter than pie crust;

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while our sorrowful hours seem to be made
of patent, double-elastic India rubber.
One day, the good old woman called
her family solemnly together. When they
had settled themselves comfortably on them
hind paws, and were all ears and attention,
she made the following speech:
“My friends, we have lived here to
gether for many years. I have reared you,
nourished you, and cherished you. You,
Napoleon Bonaparte, are a very lazy fel
low, but you keep away the thieves with
great bravery. You, Aurora, eat a great
deal of milk, but you don’t let a mouse be
seen about the house. You, Mr. Ketchum,
do nothing; but I don’t turn you out of
doors for that. I hope you are all satisfied
with me ? ”
Najmleon Bonaparte said “Bow wow,”
by way of assent; Aurora placed her paw
upon her heart and bowed gracefully; and
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slapped his sharp tail on the floor. u Very
well,” said the old woman, “ I see yon are
not ungrateful. But times have changed.
The greedy farmer or planter, my neigh
bor, who is a selfish, bad man, wants to
get away my house and garden to add to
his land. He has commenced a lawsuit
against me, and from what I hear has told
Judge Leanoneside, who lives over the
way, some abominable stories against me.
He will try to make me lose all I have;
and eight days after that I shall be with
out a house or home.
Upon hearing this, Napoleon Bona
parte set up six tremendous howls of
dismay and anguish. Aurora Borealis
mewed and screeched in a way to take
your ears off. Mr. Ketckum did not utter
a word.
“ What a direful racket,” cried the old
woman. “ It does no good to cry. You
must help me, Napoleon; you must give

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up your lazy habits, and go out and catch
me a fine large rabbit, and carry it to the
judge. Aurora, you are good and pretty,
you must go to him, and offer, ivith your
best courtesy, to rid his house of mice. As
for you, my poor Mr. Ketchum, you can
do nothing, which is a great pity; but
don’t worry. If I succeed, you shall never
want a home; if I fail, you will have to
learn to turn a hand organ to get your
living.
So Napoleon and Aurora departed to
their work, determined to accjuit them
selves in first-rate style; while Mr. Ket
chum, retiring into a corner, hung his head,
commenced to pull his moustache with one
of his fore paws, and describe a series of
semicircles on the floor with his tail. This,
you must know, in a rat, is a sign of the
deepest reflection.
Aurora went straight to the judge, and,
making a sweeping courtesy, said—“ Judge

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Leanoneside, I am here on the part of my
mistress, who has a suit soon coming before
yon, to offer you my humble services in
clearing your pantries of mice.”
It happened that the judge had a
pantry crammed full of mice; but, at the
same time, he was a suspicious old fox, and
he thought the cat wanted to humbug him
with her politeness. So he was just about
to say “ scat,” to drive her away, when he
remarked her snowy coat. “Stop,” said
he to himself, “my little Milly wants a
new muff—this fine white fur will be just
the thing.”
So he flew into a violent rage, accused
Aurora Borealis of bribery and corruption,
an enormity the judge never even heard
of before, called a great big country bump
kin, and made him kill the beautiful cat;
and take her soft white' fur to be dried and
made into a fashionable muff.
Half an hour after that, Napoleon

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Bonaparte trotted in with a fine fat rab
bit in bis month, and, dropping, it, made a
profound bow; and, laying a paw on his
heart, observed—“ I am your honor’s obe
dient, humble servant. My mistress has
ordered me to bring your honor this rab
bit, in time for your honor to have it
smothered in onions, for your honor’s din
ner.”
“ Oh, oh!■” cried the judge, u you’ve
been stealing a’ rabbit, have you ? If you
bought it of the butcher, where is the re
ceipt % ”
Alas! poor Napoleon Bonaparte had
no receipt, even if he knew what it meant, so
he hung down his head, looking very dismal.
“I don’t care a pinch of snuff for your
rabbit,” growled the judge at the terrified
dog; “ but I confiscate it, and I confiscate
you. Here—take him and lock him up in
prison for six months.”
At this, poor Napoleon Bonaparte

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gave a prodigious howl and a kick up iu
the air of all four of his legs together, and 1
came down with a bump on his back that
nearly cracked his skull. After a vast quan
tity of kicking, howling, and struggling,
he was tied up and carried off at last, and
before the six months were half over he
had died of a broken heart.
And this was the sad fate of the two
upon whom the old woman had counted
to get her out of all her troubles! Really,
X think, you who are reading this mourn
ful tale ought to be crying, or looking very
dismal at any rate.
It was now Mr. Ketchum’s turn. To be
sure, his old friend had snubbed him, but
instead of feeling angry with her, he deter-,
mined to prove that he could be of use.
So, combing out his moustache, and
practising the “goose step” for five min
utes to limber his lame leg, Mr. Ketchum,
watching till the coast was clear, slipped

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slyly into tlie planter’s lionse tliat same
evening, to see what lie could see.
Presently, in came one of tlie men, with
a fine fish lie liad caught in the stream.-
u That looks nice,” quoth the planter. “ I
will wrap it up in fresh green leaves, and
early to-morrow morning take it, with my
humble respects, to the judge.”
The rat heard this, and watched where
the fish was put. Then he hid in the cor
ner, and in the middle of the night ran to
the fish, nibbled and scratched it into holes
in a dozen places, after which he covered
it very carefully up again with the fresh
green leaves..
O what a rage the judge got in when
this fine present was brought him the next
morning! “ Does the planter intend to in
sult me with this ragged old fish?” he
cried. “ It looks as if the rats had been
at it! The owl! the dunderpate! I’ll

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pay Mm for Ms insolence! • Just wait till
Ms suit comes on; that’s all.”
Before morning Mr. KetcMim had
trotted hack to Ms mistress, whom lie
found crying her /eyes out for her dear
Napoleon Bonaparte, and Aurora Bore
alis. “Oh, dear me! Ok! my goodness
me! I shall never "behold the wag of my
poor dog’s tail! I’m a poor old creetur
—nobody cares for me. The judge will
believe all the lies about me, and turn me
out of my home, with you my old rat, who,
no doubt, feel very sorry, but are good
for nothing.”
Poor Mr. Ketchum listened with all
his ears, but said not a word. He walked
mournfully into a corner, sat down, and
began to pull at his moustache, and de
scribe semicircles on the floor with his long
sharp tail for about an hour and a quarter.
He thought so hard, that it made a big
wrinkle over his left eye, and caused a

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twitching of the nose as if he smelt toasted
cheese somewhere. At the end of this
time he marched ont. of the house, still
without saying a word.
. In the dusk of the evening Mr. Ketch-
um managed to get into the planter’s house
again, and hid himself in a three-cornered
hole in the wall, having only one eye out to
see what happened.
The table was spread for supper, and
in the middle was a very fine pigeon pie.
“ Ah,” said the planter, sniffing at the
pie, “ this has a remarkably fine flavor. I
think I will send it to my lawyer. Here
John, take this early to-morrow morning
to Mr. Cheatem, and tell him not to forget
to send the judge that paper. He knows
what I mean. With it we shall be sure to
gain our suit.”
The rat listened as before, as if he had
six ears, and when they went to put away
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twisting it round to see tlie place. It was
set in a sideboard on the same side of the
room where he" was, and securely locked
up. Then he drew in his head, began to
pull at his moustache, and, as the hole was
too small to flourish his tail, which greatly
assisted his reflections, he was obliged to
squeak once or twice to help his ideas.
When every one had gone to bed, he
crept softly out, and ran to the sideboard,
poking his nose in every direction to find
an aperture. He could only discover one,
and that so small, that when he had pushed
his paw through, it took six prodigious
jerks, with the same number of violent
bounces up and down on his hind legs, to
get it out again.
Patiently he sat down to gnaw the hole
larger, and for about an hour and three
quarters you might have heard a little
chip, chip, chipping sound, as regular as
a clock; then, hurrah! it was big enough

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to squeeze through without quite breaking
bis ribs; and accordingly in Mr. Ketchum
went, witb tbree bigb squeaks of delight,
and sucb a remarkably fine flourish of bis
tail that it looked like the figure 8 for al
most half a minute.
When be was fairly in bis enemy’s
stronghold, a splendid sight saluted bis
eyes ! The grand pie stood in the centre
like a tower, flanked on every side witb
perfectly beautiful lard, splendid bacon,
delicious nuts, and Very superior mouldy
cheese.
“ Ob goodness! ” cried the rat, sniffing
at the good things, “ what a fine jolly place
for me this is! I should really not know
where to begin to feast, if it wasn’t for the
pie; but that little business I must attend
to immediately.” So saying be lifted the
crust and jumped in.
Dear me! what a munching and crunch
ing did begin! how the gravy did fly as

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Mr. Ketchum kicked with.Ms Lind legs to
make room for himself; for yon see he
swelled ont like a balloon, and eat till the
last monthful stuck in Ms throat, and then,
quite tired Out with such hard work, he
lay down in the middle of the pie and fell
fast asleep. .
The next morning he was awakened by
a swaying motion, like that of a vessel at
sea.. This was produced by the walking
of the planter’s son, who was carrying the
lawyer the delicious pie, with the rat sit
ting comfortably in the middle of it. But
that is a secret between you and me.
“ My father has sent you this fine pres
ent,” said the boy, with his best bow—
which consisted of ducking his head for
ward, and kicking his left foot backward
-—“ and hopes you won’t forget to take the
paper to the judge. You hnow, don’t
you % ”
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paper shall be taken to-morrow, and your
father’s suit will be gained. Yon may
turn the old woman’s cottage into a hos
pital for sick pigs who have bitten off
their own noses in an extra greedy fit, or
anything else you like.”
“ Oh, yes ! ” cried the planter’s son, who
was a bad little fellow. “ I’ve got two
quarrelsome cats, and I’ll shut them up in
there, and' set them fighting, and look
through the window outside. What fun!
there won’t be a tail left of either! I’ll
ask all the fellows I know to the great cat
fight! I tell you what! It will be real
jolly, won’t it ? ”
“ Oh, ho ! You reckon without your
host, my fine fellow,” said the rat, at the
bottom of the pie.
The lawyer put his present on the side
board. “Quite apropos!” he said. “I
will invite Skinflint and Doubleface, and
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They will be delighted, and it will cost one
nothing.”
So he left the room.; and the next
moment Mr. Ketchum jumped out of the
pie and followed him furtively, keeping
close to the wall, determined'to discover
where he had left the forged paper which
was to ruin his kind old mistress.
. He saw Mr. Cheatem open his desk
and take' out several papers, all of which
he examined from top to bottom, and at
last he read aloud the very one the rat
wanted to find, stopping at each line to
make sure that every one of the words was
repeated often enough to wear everybody
out that listened to them; which, let me
tell you, is the rule for all law papers.
“ Good,” he cried, when at length he
came to the end. “We’ve tied the old
woman up this time ! hardly left her rope
enough to hang herself! She will have to
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spoons to eat it with, so we will take those
too; or she can fly off on a broomstick to
the moon, and send us a slice of green
cheese when she gets there. She's a case
to be finished in a hurry.”
The poor rat wept with rage when he
heard these cruel words, but took care not
to put his pocket handkerchief to his eyes
till he saw Mr. Cheatem place the paper
in a separate drawer, and go out. Then
he sat down in the corner, and began pull
ing his moustache, and describing semi
circles with his tail on the floor, and think
ing so hard that the hair fell off from the
top of his head, leaving a bald spot of the
size of a ten cent piece.
When all was quiet in the night he
ran at double-quick time to the desk,
climbed up the left hand leg to the drawer,
forced it open with his teeth, jumped in,
and first tearing the paper into shreds, he
scratched it into a ragged looking lint, and

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then gnawed the whole up, till not even
the tail of a “g” or the dot of an “i”
could "be found.
But law papers are not very nourish
ing; on the contrary they very often
starve people to death. So my dear little
readers, let me give you a piece of advice:
when you grow up to he men and women,
never get into quarrels, and go to law
about them ; but pepper them, and butter
them, and swallow them down, like a dose
of medicine. To settle a quarrel all about
two and sixpence, the lawyers will proba
bly charge you a hundred and fifty dollars;
so if you follow this excellent counsel of
mine, and get up early in the morning,
you will never be troubled with lawyers,
but live healthy, wealthy, and wise all
your days.
As I was telling you, the rat gnawed
at the miserable law paper until his jaws
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filling Ms stomach, made it perfectly ache
with hanger; so without stopping to see
what-o’clock it was, he scrambled up to
the pie, lifted the crust, jumped in, and
stuffed himself until there was nothing left
but bones. These he built into an elegant
pyramid, and covered over with the crust,
which caused it to look higher and better
than ever. After this exploit, he came to
the conclusion that it was high time to
scamper home, and so he made off on three
legs, and arrived at the cottage before you
could say “ Jack Robinson.”
The next morning the lawyer got into
a violent rage on finding the forged paper
in the frightful condition Mr. Ketchum
had left it ; but the flaming fury he flew
into at dinner time was enough to petrify
the Chickahominy River into dry land.
Before cutting the pie he had made a long
pompous speech with his knife and fork
flourishing in the air, praising it to the

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✓
skies. At tlie first cut tke knife tumbled
suddenly down to tke bottom of tlie disk,
and raising tke crust to see wkat it meant,
down went tke dry bones in tke middle,
rattling like a pile of bricks. Mr. Skin
flint, Mr. Doubleface, and tke rest wko
kad been smacking tkeir lips expecting a'
grand feast, were furious witk tke lawyer,
and all began to abuse kim togetker; and
Mr. Ckeatem, more furious witk tke planter,
tried to explain} but tkey. only talked tke
louder, and made racket enough, to bring
tke police, tke fire engines, and tke mili
tary about tke kouse, if tkere kad been
any to come.
Tke upskot of all tkis was, tkat .tke
lawyer went to court tke next morning as
cross as tkis X; and Hot kaving tke forged
paper to skow, lost kis suit. Tke rat wko
kad listened to tke end witk deligkt, ran
joyfully kome, and found to kis surprise
kis dear old mistress drowned in tears.

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“ Oil, deary me ! ” slie cried, rocking to
and fro, U I have gained my suit, to "be
sure, but tlie planter is so mad with dis
appointment that he vows he will bum
me and my house together this very night;
and I, who am a poor old creetuiy with
the rheumatiz—what shall I do—what will
become of me—oh dear! oh deary me ! ”
Mr. Ketchum sat down in the corner
and began to pull his moustache, and de
scribe semicircles with his tail on the
floor. He thought so hard this time that
his eyes nearly popped out of his head.
At the end of an'hour and three quarters,
he was still lost in meditation, while the
poor old woman was wailing and groaning
dismally. At length the rat rose with his
head on one side, as if the weight of his
thoughts had toppled it over, and ap
proaching his mistress, said: “ When night
comes leave all to me, and go quickly to
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your house, I will be the death of him as
sure as my name is Rat Ketchum ! ”
The.good fellow then trotted off, and ran
for a long time. At length he arrived at
a mountain. He pushed away the brush
wood, and scratched the side of the moun
tain for some time, when a small hole
appeared that seemed to extend down
ward. In went the rat, and travelled
down this dark road for a great distance;
until at last he arrived at the gates of a
vast subterranean town.
This was the city of Ratsparadise, the
capital of -the Rats’ R epublic.
The houses were magnificently built;
the largest as tall as a man’s hat. The
poor people had houses of earth ; the rich,
of nut shells, the bark of trees, and little
polished bones, with fish scales for shin
gles, and bits of mica for window glass.
The grand public buildings were built of
oyster shells, with wings of lobster claws

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surmounted by coeoanut domes, whose fine
natural curves were voted quite artistic,
especially when they bad been well scraped,
and smeared all over with a tallow candle,
wbicb gave them quite a lustre like var
nished rosewood.-
In the middle of the. place, in a fine
square, was the city hall, surmounted by a
cupola containing a great bell, which had
accidentally dropped off of a cow’s neck.
The rats had found it and hung it up for a
fire or alarm bell; and it sounded quite as
musical as most of the city hall or court
house bells; which, in my private opinion,
are nearly all like overgrown cow bells.
Well, our rat friend hurried up to the
cupola, seized the rope and rang a peal on
the bell as if the very walls were falling
down. Up jumped all the rats, and tum
bled head over heels in a distracted state,
to the city hall, wondering if the world
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coin was at)out to make them a friendly
visit. They formed a tremendous mass
meeting, I can tell you! their very ears
quivered with curiosity, their moustaches
curled fiercely, and their little sharp noses
twitched three times faster than usual.
After they were all assembled, Mr.
Ketchum mounted the speaker’s platform
and addressed the multitude in these
words:
“ Illustrious, learned, and brave citizens
of Ratspäradise. Your republic is in the
greatest danger. In the country which I
inhabit, a wicked enemy is preparing to
exterminate our race. He says we are
c plundering hordes, thieves, Hessians,, and
mudsills ! ’ and he has been for six months
secretly rearing an immense army of tom
cats, which he intends to march against us.
This barbarous, selfish man is a planter,
whose enormous outbuildings are over
flowing with corn, cotton seed, fat bacon,

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and all manner of goodies. We must con
sult immediately how to prevent tliis great
peril. I propose to profit by the darkness
this very night, and surprise our enemy
while he is asleep. Our glorious republic
must be saved, and the honor of our flag
preserved. I don’t care to mention, the
grand time yon will have, cracking corn,
munching nuts, and making holes in his
bacon. [Here all the rats smacked" their
lips so loud, that it sounded like a volley
of musketry going off.] Ho, I won’t say a
word about this, for I know that you all
care for nothing but glory.”
Tremendous cheers greeted the end of
this speech, and a unanimous vote was
taken immediately to adopt Mr. Ketch-
um’s proposition. Several generals were
instantly elected; also so many brigadier-
generals that it was quite surprising where
they all found brigades to command. Then
they raised their grand flag, on which was

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depicted a splendid portrait of Gen. Rat-
tington, with, red, white, yellow, and "black
stars showering down on him in every di
rection, to denote that rats of every color
would, sooner or later become free citizens
of the great republic. It was likewise
beautifully ornamented on the top with
the tails of two tomcats killed in battle—
an English and a Mexican cat.
At length the army was ready, and
trotted off in double quick time, through
bush and briar, woods and muddy roads,
and after unheard-of hardships were so
glad to hear the general cry of “ Halt! ”
that in their hurry to stand still, they very
nearly fell over backward.
And now a grand consultation was held
while the picket guards maintained a sharp
look out—and kept snuffing the air in every
direction; for rats, you see, can smell out
an enemy or toasted cheese before they
even come in sight, which is such an ad-

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vantage over yon and me, that I expect
yon will he immediately wishing yon conld
he turned into one for the rest of yonr
days: hnt as some people prefer that yon
should remain a good little hoy or girl,
don’t quite cry yonr eyes out because you
can’t he a rat.
The consultation was over at last-—and
orders were given to the army to march
cautiously up to the planter’s storehouses,
and to commence undermining the build
ings. Tramp, tramp, went thousands of
little black legs, and presently chip! crack!
and scratch went thousands of teeth and
claws. They, gnawed the wood, they crack
ed the stones !■ and they scratched and tore
up the earth, rushing here, there, and every
where, hutting' their heads against each
other, and running off in their hurry, with
out stopping to say “I beg your pardon.”
While this was going on Mr. Ketchum
crept toward the house to see what they

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were doing there, when, oh misery! oh
grief!—the door opened, and out came the
planter with a great lighted torch! out
came his wife behind him, with a middling
sized lighted torch! and out came their
son behind her, with a little lighted torch !
All three marched straight to the old
woman’s cottage—followed by the rat in
a perfect fever of anxiety.
The wicked family with their blazing
torches had just arrived at the cottage, and
the planter had mounted a ladder for the
purpose *of throwing the burning wood on
the dry roof,. when the very earth shook
with a tremendous crash, bang!! and look
ing round, he saw that all his precious
storehouses had fallen flat to the ground!
Down tumbled the planter headlong off
the ladder in a fit, while his wife and son
stood staring, perfectly petrified with ter
ror and amazement!
In the mean time the rats had jumped

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out of tlie reacli of danger from the falling
buildings; but returned immediately after,
to feast, upon the good things which they
fished out of the ruins. They each ate
like two New York aldermen melted into
one—which is eating more than the hun
griest schoolboy ever dreamed of—so that
when the drums beat to muster at break
of day, for their triumphant return to
Katsparadise, each one wished he had four .
extra legs to help carry him home.
When the planter came out of his fit,
he firmly believed that this terrible event
was a miracle sent to punish him for his
wickedness. He was ruined, and no mis
take ! and he set up such a howling that
his wife screeched and his son roared in
concert, and the poor old woman inside the
cottage, waking suddenly out of her inno
cent sleep, thought a menagerie of wild
beasts had come to town—and ran in her
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She soon knew all that kacl happened,
and like a true Christian, forgave her ene
mies, and took them into the cottage to
live, feeding them from her own stores till
they could scrape a little of their own to
gether again.
Her undeserved kindness so melted and
changed the hearts of her guests, that they
all became honest people, and lived and
died quite respectably.
As for Mr. Ketckum, wasn’t he a happy
old rat ? He could not speak like other
people, but he frisked, and danced, and
squeaked, all day long, and at least had
the comfort of feeling that he had been of
some use in the world—and if the good old
woman will only buy this book and read
this story out loud, he will also have the
consolation of knowing that Aunt Fanny
somehow or other has heard of his good.
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cannot bear rats—she considers him a per
fect darling—so do yon—don’t you ?
The children had listened with breath
less attention to this wonderful story.
u Ah,” cried Harry, “ the old woman’s
best friend after all was the poor despised
little rat. I shall be very careful when
I’m a man to recollect the moral of this
story.” ’
“ What is the moral ? ” asked Johnny.
“My dear little son,” answered the
mother, “the story teaches us that often
times the very one from whom we least
expect it, may be the means of doing us
the greatest service; and we should never
look down upon or consider useless the
humblest of God’s creatures. You remem
ber the fable of the lion who was caught
in a net, and the wee little mouse, who
gnawed him out: and I think you can see

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by the old woman’s conduct to her ene~
mies, that she had a very good heart after
all; and must have read this verse in the
Good Book, 1 Be not overcome of evil, but
overcome evil with good.’ ”
“ And now you little ones—it is time
to travel. Come and kiss me, and then
climb up Stair mountain to go to Sleep*
town.”
They did as they were bid at once;
and clattered up stairs with such a racket,
that Anna said it “sounded very much
like going to Bedlam,” which set them all
“ laughing like mady themselves, as Harry
said.
The older children now sat up till ten
o’clock, which made a nice long evening—
and when it was over, four mittens had
been completed, and three more were
nearly finished!
They were spread in an elegant row on
the table to admire them—the thumb and
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one finger stuck out of each, as if they were
already in a desperate hurry to pull trig
ger, and kill an enemy; and Harry, as
they were put away, shouted, “ Hurra!
we are really beginning, like Mr. Hat
Ketckum, to be of a, little use in the
world! and if the President of the United
States should hear of it, I dare say he
would tell one of the generals to write a
proclamation—of which there seems to be
about a dozen a day—about us; to let
everybody know how very hard we are
working, and order them to go and do
likewise.”
“I don’t see it,” said Johnny, with a
comical look out of the corner of his eye.
“ Then skedaddle !! ” cried' Harry,
laughing, and he chased him off to bed
—the rest racing after so fast, that they
were up stairs and out of sight in a mo
ment.
The little mother laughed; and then

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sitting down, she thought tenderly of her
soldier hoy, feeling quite certain that he
would become a great favorite directly
with his commanding officers and his com
rades. She had already despatched a box
to him, which he would get as soon as he
arrived in camp, containing an immense
loaf of his favorite gingerbread, a boiled
ham, and some pots of currant jelly. She
knew very well that all these comforts
would be shared with every one of his
company before he had had them a day:
for George was so generous, he never want
ed to keep anything to himself; and the
very last person he thought of was Number
0lie - S,:-

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THE TRIAL TRIP OP THE
VIRTUES.
The next evening, tlie story tliat came
had a little note to the children on the top
of the page, which read as follows—
“ I have just happened to remember a
very queer tale, about the travels of some
very strange people, which was written by
the same great author, whose excellent fox
story I simplified and altered for ‘’Willie’
in the Mitten book, called ‘The Doll’s
Wedding. 7 This book I wrote some time
ago; but, on account of the misfortunes of
the publisher, it was hardly heard of at till.
How I mean to give it to my and your

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good friends, the Messrs. Appleton, -who
are nearly, if not quite, as fond of children
as I am; and they will take very good
care that you get it, in a beautiful little
box, along with the rest.
“This new story is too good for the
grown folks to have all to themselves, so I
will chauge it to suit you exactly—you
dear little young ones !—for which I shall
charge three kisses apiece.”
“ She shall have three dozen apiece ! ”
cried the children, “ without waiting to
count them; ” and they began to crochet at
their mittens so fast, that if the soldiers
could only have peeped in at the windows
and seen them, the prospect would have
warmed their hearts as well as their fin
gers.
The mother at this moment was very
busy helping Pet try a little mite of a blue
bag on Mary O’Reilly’s soft round paw;
and the kitten was dabbing and biting at

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it in great glee, thinking it was something
for her to catch at. Between the laughing
and the dabbing, Kitty’s “ mitter ” was a
long time trying on. But it fitted to per
fection ! though Mary O’Beilly rubbed and
wriggled, and did all sorts of things to get
it off, and finally raised her nosejn the air
and made a long dismal “ mew,” to let the
company know she did not approve of it,
but thought her own fur glove much hand
somer, and a great deal more convenient.
Then little Pet said, in a tone of great
reproof, “ Keep ’till, Kitty! I ’shame of
you! Peoples must have mitters; how
bad you ’have! ”
This talking did Kitty good, I can tell
you! for she gave only a little whine, and
then folded her paw with the mitten On it
under her soft white breast, and went fast
asleep.
The crochet needles began to fly, and

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tlie next minute tlie little mother com
menced reading
The Trial Trip of the Virtues.
Once upon a time, several of the Vir
tues, tired of living forever with his Excel
lency the President of the United States,
resolved to go off on a little excursion, and
visit some of their friends; and though
they knew very well a great many make-
believe good people would wish them in
Jericho, they packed up their trunks for a
journey from ’Washington to Yew York.
The day was cold, but clear and sunny,
and everybody seemed to be in the great
est good humor. The Virtues started in
excellent spirits, looking extremely re
spectable, as they all had then best dresses
on, which, of course, makes one feel, as well
as look very fine.
Just as they were stepping into the
railroad car, a poor woman, all in rags,

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with, a little, sickly looking child in her
arms, implored their compassion.
Charity immediately put her hand in
her pocket and took out half a dollar.
At that moment Justice, turning round
to see if their trunks were all right, ob
served what the silly Charity was about
to do.
u Goodness ! ” he exclaimed, seizing her
by the ear, and giving her a sharp tweak,
“ What are you doing, you goose ? Don’t
you know that Mayor Thickhed has de
clared that giving money to the poor is
only encouraging them in idleness and
vice?’ You a Virtue, indeed! I am
ashamed of you! You had better go
back, and play at 1 puss in the corner ’
with the foreign ministers.” Then turn
ing to the poor beggar, he cried, u Get
along with you, my good woman; or stop,
here is a ticket for some corporation soup,
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If yon are a proper person, yon will get
the things.”
But Charity is always quicker than
Justice, who is—at least the one I know—
a heavy, half stupid, three quarters blind
old customer, so she quietly slipped her
hand behind her, and the poor creature
got the half dollar and the corporation
tickets beside.
“ Dear me ! ” exclaimed Economy, who
witnessed these manoeuvres. She had a
pinched up nose, and no hooped skirt, and
wore an old red dress, and an old green
hat, and gloves that had been cleaned
three times, and smelt dreadfully of cam-
phene. The dowdy red dress, and green
hat, made her look, for all the world, like
a long red flower pot, with a green bush
growing out of it, which shook as if the
wind was blowing it. as she exclaimed the
O *
second time, £t Dear me ! what waste !
what shocking extravagance. A half a

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dollar and two corporation tickets ! Eitlier
would have been too muck! ”
“ Eitker ! ” cried Grenerosity, curling kis
mustacke. “ Eie! fiddlestick! Ckarity
ougkt to kave given tke woman five dol
lars, and Justice a dozen tickets; made
a bonfire of ker old clotkes, wkick, being
greasy as well as old, would kave burned
like a tar barrel, and presented ker witk a
new'silk robe witk eleven flounces.”
So, for tke next ten minutes tke Virtues
quarrelled like cats and dogs, and would
not kave stopped by tkis time, if Courage
kad not advised tkem to get swords and
Colt’s pistols and figkt it out. Upon wkick
tkey suddenly perceived tkat tkey kad
quite forgotten tkemselves, and Greneros
ity offering tke first apology, as ke always
does, tkey made it all up, and went on for
a long time very agreeably.
Tke train started, and wkile tkey were
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country, the day grew a little overcast,
and Prudence, who had a fine new bonnet
on, with four roses on one side, and three
feathers on the other, suggested the pro
priety of stopping at Baltimore for the
night.
Courage said, “Nonsense! let’s have
the rain; ” but as most, of the virtues are
ladies, they always carry the day. Just as
they were going to stop, another railcar
moving slowly toward them in an opposite
direction, came bounce against theirs,_ and
very nearly knocked them over. The com
pany in the other car seemed to be a pri
vate, fashionable party, who evidently
thought our friends, the Virtues, were ex
tremely low persons. The party made a
great pretence of belonging to the best
society, and they laughed very heartily
when a great basket of buns which Charity
had brought with her to give to any poor
children she might chance to see, fell pounce

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out of the window and were scattered in
every direction.
This made Courage furious. He twirled,
his mustache, and was just going to pitch
in with both fists, when Meekness inter
fered with such soft words, and kind, pa
tient looks, that the fashionable party were
shamed into making an awkward apology;
and as Courage is no bully, he was obliged f
to express himself satisfied.
But O! • if you had seen Courage and
Meekness afterward, you. could not have
believed it possible that one Virtue could
be so enraged with another! Indeed,
there was a succession of little spats all the
way to the hotel. Economy did not want
to stop at such an expensive place, and
Temperance objected to the bar, where a
young man was continually making all
kinds of toddies and other dreadful drinks.
They appointed Temperance to order
the dinner, which he directed to consist
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depot just in time, owing to Punctuality
pounding on tlieir doors and pushing them
all before him; but I am sorry to say that
Economy and Generosity went raging and
foaming all the way, quarrelling about the
waiters and the bill. To make the matter
worse, the car just' before them was filled
with a party in the best possible spirits,
laughing and carrying on like everything.
They were a party of children who had
put themselves under the guidance of Good
Temper. So you see, my dear little friends,
that even the Virtues I have mentioned
may fall at loggerheads and have a dismal
time of it, if they have forgotten to take
Good Temper along with them.
Presently they came in sight of Phila
delphia, the City of Brotherly Love, as its
name denotes: but they were snarling at
each other pretty much the same as usual,
until at last Prudence made them a speech.
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ing that we shall wear ourselves into thread
papers if we go on in this way, and by and
by no one will believe that we ever ex
isted at all. Yon know there are some
people who dislike us, and don’t want to
be reminded of us even on Sunday. They
are quite willing that others should enter
tain us, but they invariably button up
their pockets and turn their backs when
we try to scrape an acquaintance. Now I
propose that we separate here, and try the
experiment of travelling alone: we will«
meet this day three months -hence in this
city of Brotherly Love, and recount what
has befallen us.”
This was enchanting! and the Virtues
agreed to it at once. The idea of setting
up for themselves, without having the
others to find fault and pick holes in their
coats, was perfectly delightful ! They
were each one sure of doing better than
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Generosity no Virtue at all, and Meekness
looked on Courage as little Ibetter tkan a
keatken.
Tkey parted at tke depot. Generosity
starting off first, as yon know ke is tke
most active and eager of all tke Virtues.
Justice waited to skake Eands all round
and offer good advice, and tken followed.
Ckarity bougkt a great basket of all man
ner of comforts, and never keard a sigk,
or saw a pincked, miserable face, tkat ske
did not stay to ckeer and relieve; so ske
got on very slowly.
Courage, seeing a kandsome private
carriage, witk only a gentleman and kis
wife inside, wko were looking as if tkey
were tired to deatk of eack otker, begged
tkat ke migkt occupy tke vacant seat op
posite. Economy went poking about tke
city, trying to get aVkeap breakfast before
ske started for Yew York; and poor Mod
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ticket for the same place. She wanted to
get there where she knew very well, with
a few exceptions, she would be almost un
known. She did not believe the council-
men of the corporation had ever even
heard of her. Prudence, who was the
first to propose this course, was the last to
adopt it. She intended to remain quietly
where she was, and go on comfortably the
next day with her eyes and ears open.
The three months rolled on, and every
one of the Virtues were punctual to their
appointment, except "Economy. She had
taken it into her head to walk from the
last station; and having bought a, pair of
tight boots, because they were half price,
she hobbled and stumbled, and lost a great
deal of time.
They all looked sad and sorrowful, as
if they had met . with nothing but disap
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more than half the size they were when
they parted.
“ Oh ! my dear Generosity,” began -
Prudence, “ you went off first in a great
hurry. ' Suppose you commence, and tell
us your, adventures.”
“ Well. You must know, my dear
sisters, that I had not gone far when I met
a sweet little girl, walking quickly along.
She looked so amiable and lovely, that I
took up my abode in her heart immedi
ately.
“ c Ah,’ said Fanny (the little girl) to
herself, ‘ how much I can get with the two
five dollar gold pieces Uncle Charley gave
me. I can buy a new doll, and a jumping
rope, and a box of books, and—and—oh,
everything I want! 5
“ Just then, a miserable, ragged, but
very stout woman crossed over from the
other side of the street, and addressed her.
‘ Me little lady, I havn’t had a crust or a

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sup to drink for three days. Me husband
is dead, seven of-me children have got the
measles, four are kilt wid the scarlet faver,
and the rest are barking like mad wid the
hooping- cough. Give me a little money
to buy a loaf of bread. 5
‘‘Prompted by me, the little girl said,
‘ Oh, poor creature ! How very sorry I
am. • You must be starving. 5 The . tears
came into her lovely eyes, and quickly
putting her hands into her pocket, she
drew out one of the gold pieces, saying,'
‘ Here, poor woman, take this, and go im
mediately and buy food for yourself, and
medicine for your suffering children. 5
“ The dirty, miserable creature clutched'
. at the money, without stopping to thank
the sweet child, who watched her with
loving sympathy till she saw her go into a
grocery store.
“ ‘ She is going for the bread, 5 said
Fanny. Then she skipped gayly on, happy

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that she had relieved so much distress.
Just before she got to her pleasant home,
she saw a little girl of her own age sitting
on a doorstep crying bitterly.'
“ c Why,, what is the matter ? ’ ashed
Fanny, stepping up to her, prompted by
me again.
uc Oh, boohoo, boohoo!’ cried the
child, whose bare feet looked cold as well
as very dirty, and whose tangled hair fell
all over her face. ‘ Oh my! oh dear! oh,
what shall I do ? My mammy will lick
me to death if I don’t sell all my matches,
and I havn’t sold any all day. Oh, how.
my mammy will lick me—boohoo ! ’
“ Then my lovely little friend saw that
she had a small pasteboard box, in which
were a few boxes of matches; she placed
her hand kindly on the match girl’s
shoulder and said, in a warm, cordial voice,
‘Poor little thing! to think her mother
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me, and never beats me—ob never! But
don’t cry, little girl; I will give you some
thing which will make your mother love
and kiss yon too; ’ and out she drew the
other five dollar gold piece, and placed it
softly in the matchgirl’s hand. .
“ The child looked amazed at it! then
she burst out laughing,- and taking to her
heels, was round the corner, and out of
sight in a minute !
“ 1 She laughed because she was so grate
ful and delighted,’ said the lovely child.
c I am glad I have made her so happy.’
“ But when she got into the house, and
had told her mother her adventures, would
you believe it, the mother blamed her
severely, and assured her that the woman
was a drunken creature, who would spend
all the money in making herself worse than
a brute; and that the matchgirl regularly
told the same story to every passer-by that
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a wicked lie from beginning to end. So,
instead of being generous, ske bad only
been extravagant and foolish. Did you
ever ?”
The Virtues groaned and made dismal
faces, and tried to sympathize with Gren-
erosity at the unkind treatment 1 he. had
received from the mother of his little
friend; and Prudence, turning to Justice,
said, “ I really long to hear what you have
been doing; for I am certain you are all
right, let who will be wrong.”
Justice shook her head dismally and
sighed out, “Alas! I don’t know: you
shall judge for yourself.
“I travelled slowly along, resolving
to reform a great many abuses. Among
others, I determined to ask the Mayor of
ISTew York to insist immediately upon the
street contractors sweeping with their new
brooms in all the streets alike. I-had just
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to use new brooms in the Fifth avenue,
and the old stumps, in other streets; and
that they need not sweep where the poor
people lived at all—thus condemning them
to the horrible foul smells that arose from
the garbage thrown in the streets, and
causing numbers of their poor little chil
dren to die for want of pure air.*
“ As I j ourneyed on, I became acquaint
ed with a tall, dignified man, who seemed
to have the greatest respect for me • he
would thump his hand continually on the
top of the seat in the rail car, ,and exclaim,
1 Yes sir! I am just to every human being,
even a child; and all I want is justice! 5
“You may believe I was very much
flattered, and resolved to take up my abode
for a while at his pleasant country house.
u He had a fine, handsome wife, who
seemed somewhat afraid of him, and two
manly, frank-looking boys.
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“I became very fond of these children,
they were so open and entirely withont
meanness or deceit, and I think they liked
me just as much.
“One sunny day, Harry and Horace,
my friend’s sons, went out on the village
green to join their companions in play.
They were soon deep in the enchanting
game of leapfrog, screaming with mirth
and joy, and it was most delightful to see
how readily and willingly each of them
gave a ‘back,’ till you would think their
spines were cracking.
“After that they began a game of
‘hockey,’ and all the boys were dashing
here and there knocking the ball about,
and perfectly wild with play and fun, when
a shrill scream of terror rose upon the air.
“ ‘ What’s that, fellows ? ’ cried Harry,
my friend’s eldest son. ‘ Somebody is get
ting hurt! Let’s go and see.’
“ ‘ Oh, come along,’ cried one of the boys;

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L somebody ’ may figbt it out for all me. I
Won’t stop tbis jolly play, because one old
cat is scratching another.’ -
“At that, moment the cry of pain was
repeated, and Harry, crying, ‘ A’m going,
anyhow!’ rushed round the corner with
his hockey stick in his hand.
“He was just in time to see a great
rough boy grab some bread and cake from
a pretty little girl who had gathered them
Up in her apron, and then strike her!
“ It made his blood boil; and with a
bound he was upon the brutal fellow, and
began to beat him with all his strength.
The bread and cake rolled upon the grass.
The bad boy gave Harry a tremendous
blow in the face with' his fist. , He struck
with such force that he stumbled and fell;
and he lay there kicking and scrabbling,
Harry putting it on with the hockey stick.
“ At that very moment his father, who
Was walking at a distance, with me for his

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invisible companion, saw bis son and what
be was doing.
“‘Well,’ be cried, Ubis is pretty con
duct—fighting in tbe main street, and using
a stick too ! Never mind, I’ll bave justice
done! I’ll bave him pnnisbed! I must
be just! ’ . .
“ He went borne and waited impatiently
for tbe boys to come in. He' fidgeted
about at sucb a rate, tbat bis wife asked
bim at last if tbe man who sold him tbe
bay in tbe morning bad made an over
charge of three cents in bis bill.
“ 1 No,’ be answered. c I would not
bave allowed it. I pay everybody bis
j ust due, and not a cent more. I am wait
ing for Harry; be has been fighting, and
bitting John Bull, tbe butcher boy, over
tbe bead. I shall punish him.’
“ ■ But, my dear, won’t you inquire
first, whether tbe butcher boy deserved to
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“ 4 Certainly not. Tliere is no excnse
for fighting. I shall not ask any questions.’
“At this moment Harry entered. His
face was all swollen and one-sided, and
looked as if he had had the toothache for
several days.
“ 4 Well, sir,’ said his father, in an angry
voice, 4 how dare yon come into my pres
ence ? yon have been fighting and dis
gracing yonrself! Go np into your.own
room, and stay there till to-morrow morn
ing.’
“ 4 But, father! ’ began Harry, earnest
ly, the tears starting to his eyes, and the
blood mounting in his face. 1 Do please
to lis——’ .
“ 4 No, sir! I’ll hear nothing. Your
shameful appearance is sufficient, even if I
had not seen you, as I did. You shall
have nothing but bread and water to eat;
and shall stay in your room till to-morrow.
Not another» word, but be off! ’

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“ Poor Harry walked mournfully away;
Ms breast swelling with, grief and indig
nation tkat lie bad been treated, as he
thought, so 'imjustlj'. In the hall he met
his brother Horace, who loved him- dearly,
and who was so sorry to hear of his un
merited disgrace, that he rushed-in and
told his mother the whole story; but his
father would not permit him to speak a
word on the subject. ‘I saw for myself,’ t
he kept repeating, ‘ and that is all I want.’
“Oh!” continued Justice sadly, “I
meant to do right; but, I don’t know, I
am afraid I may haVe been blind. I usu-
ally dm blind; and, perhaps, in this case I
did a harm that Harry will never be able
to forget.”
“Well,” said Charity, without waiting
to be asked, “ if it will be any comfort to
you to know it, I will own that I have
been silly too. I went to live with a fool
ish old lady, whom I caused *to ride out

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every day with a bushel basket full of ten
cent pieces, which she threw out of the car
riage window by handfuls, in every direc
tion. Of course, she' was followed by a
ragged regiment of all the tatterdemal
ions, ragamuffins, and thieves in the city,
who spent the money in all manner of low
vices; and beat anyone dreadfully who
scrambled up more than the rest. At last,
you never saw such a hullabaloo and riot
as took place whenever we appeared; and
the mayor sent us word that we .were sup
porting all the ruffians in the city, and we
must leave immediately. So here X am,
just as X have heard that the deserving
poor, who never came near us, are in dan
ger of starving to death.'”
“ Oh! ” groaned Hospitality. “ I too
have had nothing but disappointment and
trouble! I went to live with a young
couple in Hew Jersey, who had had ten
thousand dollars left them by a maiden

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aunt. I got tliem to take »a large house
and invite every soul they knew to visit
them. I induced them to keep horses and
carriages for the use of their friends. They
bought up groceries by the wholesale, and
kept two cooks hard at work from morn
ing till late at night, preparing feasts for
the company. Before the three months
were over, they had spent every single
cent; and I was obliged to leave them sud
denly, as they were turned out of their
house, and did not know what was to be
come of them ! All their fine friends who
had eat, drank, and rode in carriages at
their expense, laughed at them, and called .
them perfect ninnies, and repeated for their
benefit the proverb—‘ A fool and his money
is soon parted.’ And this is all I got for
my pains in teaching them to live on my
plan; and, as you hear, they fared still
worse,”
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into the liead of a lecturer who told the
people that tea, coffee, meat, and cooked
vegetables were just as intemperate as bran
dy; that they should go in the fields and
eat wheat in the ear, corn from the stalks,
and turnips just dug up. A great many
followed my advice, and were soon roaring
all round the town with the stomachache,
and doubled up in bow knots with their
faces puckered with pain, looking like
frozen apples. I was obliged most reluc
tantly to come to the conclusion that I
might have carried my principles a lee tie
too far; and I have come to my appoint
ment feeling very flat and miserable myself,
and quite ready for a hot beefsteak and
a cup of coffee.”
“ Well,” said Courage, who had, strange
to say, been keeping, in the background
all this time—“ well. I went home with
the gentleman and his wife, whose carriage
I entered, and when we arrived at their

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house, I instantly took a fancy to one of
their children, named Rickard. I entered
his heart; and soon after he and his sister
went to play in the court yard. ,
44 Presently, they commenced to. jump
down the steps of the front door. There
were ten of them, of hrown stone.
“ 4 I can jump down four at a time,’
said Lizzie.-
444 1 can jump five! 5 cried Richard; and
he did it, looking contemptuously at his
sister.
44 4 Fiddle!’ cried Lizzie, 4 see me jump
six! ’ -
44 She took the jump, looking very
much frightened however, but came safely
down on her feet, crying, tauntingly,
‘There! see! a "girl can beat a boy! I
dare you to jump seven! Come ! I dare
you! ’ *
44 1 shook the blood up in Richard’s
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as he answered bach, loudly, ‘You beat!
you. better talk nonsense, hadn’t you ?
You’ve got a great deal of courage, to be
sure, but I’ve got more, Miss Brag.’
“ So saying, he bounded up seven of
the steps and commenced swinging his
arms back and forth, before he took the
leap.
“ ‘ Ilm! ’ ejaculated Lizzie, scornfully,
1 Courage ! Seven steps is no great things.’
“ I gave the boy another provoking jog,
and he immediately went up the whole ten
steps, and crying out, £ Who’s afraid! ’
leaped down.
“ He fell crashing on the stone pave
ment with a loud scream of pain, his foot
doubled up under him.
“ His parents ran down and picked
him up, for he could not stand, and found
he had broken his leg.
“When they had heard how it hap
pened, his father said, kindly, but firmly,

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c My son, instead of exhibiting true conrage
on this occasion, yon have only been fool-
hardy, and I hope this painful accident
will teach yon the wide difference between
the two. A man or boy of true conrage
will never fly heedlessly into danger, or
be tannted into trying, what he knows is
beyond his efforts. I hope the kind of
courage, yon have shown will keep out
of your heart and mind as long as you
"live.’
“ ‘ As this was rather a strong hint for
me to leave, I took myself off, feeling
somewhat chopfallen.”
“ Dear me,” said Meekness, “ I do be
lieve I,have been more successful than any
of yon. I went to live with a little dried
up tailor, who had a wife twice his size ;
and when she began to scold, I whispered
to him not to defend himself, and not even
to make any resistance when she took the
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My lessons have had snch a good effect
that she may now pound him into pow
der, or punch him on the head till he is
perfectly stupid, and he will not even raise
his little finger, or utter a syllable.”
All the Virtues' had expected, from
the manner that Meekness had begun, that
she had really been distinguishing herself
in her department, but they did not seem
to see it; they thought she had made
quite as much of a gooney of herself as the
rest, and with doleful sighs they called
upon Modesty for her confession.
a You remember- that I went to New
York,” said that amiable lady, “ hoping to
find at least a friend or two. First I wan
dered into the offices of some young law
yers, but they turned me out head over
heels, saying I was a stupid, gawky, coun
try 1 institution.’ ”
“ I then went to a fashionable boarding
school. I believed that school girls were

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among the loveliest tilings on earth, fair,
fresh—perfect rosebuds of bloom and
■ sweetness. I believed them pnre and in
nocent, shrinking from notice like violets
hiding under the leaves, and I said to my
self, ‘ Here is a paradise of happiness for
me. I will make their hearts my home. 5
“ Oh, what a miserable' disapppoint-
ment awaited me! Those whom I sup
posed were quietly and faithfully study
ing, had a trashy novel inside their school
book. Their beautiful young faces gen
erally wore an expression of defiance and
daring painful to notice. The most of
them were carrying on silly correspond
ences, in which they bribed the servants
to help them. Their principal study
seemed to be how to deceive their teach
ers, learn as little as possible, and have
what they called c fun.’ The most favorite
piece of fun was to convey privately to
their bedrooms some thing to eat, which

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was enjoyed with, great delight, after
everybody was asleep.
“When I entered, nearly all of them
made me blnsh painfully by boldly star
ing at me, and one handsome girl sneering-
ly remarked, ‘ Really, my dear, you must
be idiotic to suppose that, we cannot take
care of ourselves. . We can recite at our
examinations, play on the harp and piano
at our matinees musicales, and dance all the
round dances, without assistance from you?
“ That very night she made me the
subject of giggling ridicule to two of her
companions, who, with her, were regaling
themselves in bed, with a dish of cold ham
and eggs, which they had bribed the ser
vants- to cook and hide during, the day in
a bandbox, on a shelf in the closet.
“ It was some relief to be taken affec
tionately by the hand, by some of the
younger pupils, who entreated me to stay
with them, but this did not last long. I

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was so tormented by tbe others, that these
well-meaning girls felt themselves obliged,
they said, to treat me with such a mixture
of affection and indifference, that at last 1
left altogether.
“ Then I went into a room where a
number of young ladies were sewing for
the army, a most meritorious occupation.
A young clergyman came in just after
me, and lifting a piece of gray flannel, asked
what it was to be made into.
“ 1 Into—into—really I—don’t—know,’
simpered the lady, who was just then hold
ing my hand.
“ ‘ They are to be made into shirts,’
said another young lady, very quietly.
“ The one who had first sjioken looked
at her with indignation. To mention
shirts ! It was dreadful!
“ But to my great disgust, after the
young clergyman had gone, all the ladies
attacked my friend, for what they called

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lier false modesty, and I took myself off
in liigli dudgeon.”
The eyes of all tlie Virtues now turned
to Prudence. If slie, too, liad been blun
dering, tliey would give up.
“ I come back, slie said, 1 just wbere I
set out. I was so afraid I miglit get into
some mischief, that I hired a room with a
respectable family, and scarcely ever
stirred out of doors. I advised the father
not to eat too much, as he was apopletic,
the mother not to sit in a draught, as she
had the rheumatism, and the children to
come in when it rained hard, as they had
no umbrellas.'
u But, my friends,” continued Pru
dence, “ I have found out from your ac
counts, that all of us, to act right, must
consider the circumstances. For instance,
if Generosity, instead of going with that
foolish, innocent child Fanny, who knew
little or nothing about the cheats in the

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world, had waited for me, we could hoth
have advised her, and her money would
have "been better spent; and had Economy
joined Hospitality, when that young
couple went to housekeeping on their
aunt’s money, they might have been com
fortable and happy now. But, above all/
we should feel convinced that we can do
no good without imploring the help of the
Wisdom from Above, to direct all the dif
ferent dispositions of those with whom we
lodge in the world. Let us resolve to do
so, after this trial trip,, and then, instead
of calling meanness economy; extrava
gance hospitality; cowardice prudence;
simpering silliness modesty; giving alms
foolishly charity ; and judging by appear
ances justice; we shall, with the help of
’ Him who sent us upon the earth, cause
those with whom we live to ‘ do justly,
love mercy, and walk humbly with our
God.’ ”

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HOP O’ MY THUMB’S SISTER
The next story Annt Fanny sent be
gan in this way:
Yon all know, my dear ones, the in
teresting story of “ Hop o’ my Thnmb,”
and his brothers; but I do not think yon
ever heard of his sister. It is qnite certain,
however, that he had a sister, and a dear,
good little thing she was, as yon will find
after yon have read this story.
Yon remember that the woodcutter
and his wife took their children far into
the woods a second time, determined to
lose them, bnt poor little Pinky was the
youngest of the family, and eat so very lit
tle, that the mother begged to keep her,
6

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and Pinky tnrning up to kim at tkat mo
ment tke pretty rosy lips trembling witk
fear, and tke soft, "bine eye dimmed witk
tears, kis keart melted, and ke said ske
migkt stay.
So tke little girl, wko loved all God’s
creatures, lived at koine, skaring ker "bread
every morning witk tke rokins and spar
rows wko docked akout tke door, and
gently kissing one little pet rokin, wko
always eat from ker kand. Tken ske
would go on a little way into tke wood,
and make up small fagots so quickly and
neatly, tkat ske kecame quite a kelp to
ker parents, wko were so kind tkat ske
would kave keen quite kappy, kad ske not
pined after ker krotkers, wkom ske dearly
loved..
Ske kecame so unhappy at last, tkat
ske determined to go in searck of tkem as
soon as tke weatker kecame warm.
One day, as Pinky was feeding ker

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birds, a wicked-looking fox sprang sud
denly out of a busk, and tried to seize ker
pet robin. Pinky, quick as a flask, caugkt
up a large stick and drove kim away,
wkilst tke trembling bird nestled in ker
neck. But every day after tkis, ske found
tke fox watcking ker, and sometimes ske
imagined tkat kis ugly muzzle ckanged its
form, and became like tke face of a bad :
and cruel man. Tke poor little girl grew
terribly afraid of kim, and never ventured
out after dusk J but, in ker innocence, ske
often wondered wky even a fox skould
wisk to -kann ker.
Tke warm weatker came, and Pinky,
after feeding ker birds as usual, started on
ker journey to find ker brotkers. But ker
pet robin would not leave ker. He kopped
upon ker skoulder, gently pecked at ker
ckeek to kiss ker,. and made a little
mournful ' ckirp, wkick seemed to say,
“ Don’t go, dear Pinky, tkere is danger.”

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“Well, then, come with me,” said tlie
little girl, laughing, u come, robin red
breast.”
“ No ! no ! ” cried a rough voice at her
side. She started and looked round. hTo
one was near, hut in a hush not far away,
she saw two sharp eyes glaring at her. In
an instant they had disappeared, and the
fox, for it was he, ran away, mewing like
a cat.
The poor little girl was terribly fright
ened, and hegan to run as fast as she could
through the forest, calling her brothers,
hut no one answered. She kept on search-.
ing in every direction, when suddenly a
voice behind her said, u You are lost! you
are lost! You chose to save the life of
the robin. Know, that he is a genius and
my mortal enemy. To punish you I have
led you astray.” A mocking laugh fol
lowed these terrible words, and looking

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round tlie saw tlie "bushy tail of a fox just
yanishing behind the trees.
Trembling and faint, she covered her
sad and lovely little face with her hands.
Hearing a slight noise, she looked up in
fresh alarm, and saw a poor old woman,
whose dress was all in tatters, stooping to
pick up sticks.
“ Why, granny ! ” said the child kind
ly, “ where did you come from ? ”
The old woman looked up, and her
face was so dreadfully thin and pale, that
Pinky gave a little sorrowful cry.
“ Do not he astonished at my pale
face,” said the old soul; “ I have had noth
ing to eat for two days ! I am starving ! ”
“ Oh! oh! ” cried Pinky, u here—-take
this piece of bread, quick, and eat it; I
wish I had more. I have- only this one
piece.”
The little girl was very hungry herself,
but she never thought of that a moment.

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“ You have a good heart, my child.
Yon deserve to he rewarded. Come with '
me. I will take yon to a place where yon
may have all yon wish» Come.”
“ Where is it ? ” asked Pinky.
“At my house,” replied the old wo
man. She tapped three times with her
stick on the ground.' In an. instant, the
whole forest disappeared, and Pinky fonnd
herself in a magnificent castle, while beside
her stood a most beautiful lady in splendid
attire. '
“ Do not he alarmed,” said the lady, -
kindly; “ I am a fairy, and I love all chil
dren who are good and- tender-hearted.
Yon shall live with me, and he as happy
as the day is long.”
“ Yon are very kind,” said little Pinky;
“ hnt I wonld- rather find my brothers,
and return to my parents, whom I love
very much.” ;
“.Oh, no ! ” cried the fairy, “they are

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wicked people, and they lost your broth
ers on purpose; and if yon grow fast, and
eat more than yon do now, they will take
you into the middle of the forest and lose
you. Stay here with me, and perhaps
some day I may let you return to youi’ par
ents with money enough to make you all
comfortable.”
Well, Pinky remained, consoled by
this promise, and the good fairy gave her
the prettiest dresses, with little flounces
round the skirts, and lace in the neck, be
sides a coral necklace, and all sorts of
gimcracks, and so many dolls, of cLina
and 'wax, that Pinky had quite a large
family to take care of.
But for all this, the poor little child
was not happy. There was one person in
the fairy’s castle who filled her with a
dread she could not overcome. He had
very bright, piercing eyes, a long sharp-
pointed nose, and a chin so receding, that

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if you looked at Ms face in profile, tliat is,
sideways, you would declare that it was
exactly like tke face of a fox. He kated
little Pinky, and would have keen rejoiced
if kis mistress kad ill-treated ker. He
tried all kinds of mean tricks to injure
ker, and told a number of falsekoods about
ker; but tke fairy loved Pinky, and would
not pay tke slightest attention to kis
grumbling. I forgot to say, tkat tMs ugly
fellow was tke steward of tke fairy’s cas
tle.
One day, tkis wicked steward thought
of a plan tkat would ruin Pinky.
His mistress was very fond of mush
rooms stewed in gravy. She kad them for
breakfast every morning, and Pinky, to
please ker, would often go out to gather
them. Tke steward, as soon as he found
tkis out, got up in tke night, went to tke
end of the garden, took a small black
wand out of kis pocket, and drew three

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magic circles in the earth. In the middle
he dug a deep hole, then, kneeling down
and putting his month to the hole, cried
three times, “ Come to me, brothers!
Come to me, brothers! Come to me,
brothers! ”
Immediately the garden rose on all
sides in little hillocks, like those thrown
out by moles. They opened in the middle,
and ont of each popped np an ngly little
man about a foot high, with a very large
and frightful head, and small, fierce, red,
eyes. They were gnomes.
This hideous band gathered round the
steward, and, joining hands, cried all to
gether :
“ Here we are, brother,
Ready to kill,
Poison or smother—-
What is your will ? ”
“I command you,” said the wicked
steward, “ to pour poison into every mush-

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room—tlie deadliest poison you know
of” -
Tlie gnomes joined hands again and,
dancing round the magic circle with slow
fantastic steps, sang—
“ We’!! poison the mushrooms, -
We’ll poison them all;
The lilaclc ones, the pink ones,
The short, and the tall.”
Then each ugly little man jumped back
into his own hillock, which closed over-
him, and the garden looked as before.
The next morning, Pinky, as fresh and
sweet as a rosebud, ran out into the garden
to gather mushrooms.. Presently, she found
some very fine ones; but just as she was
about, to pluck them, a little robin flew
toward her, and pecked softly at her
hands.
Paying no attention to the bird, the
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and tlie robin flew away, nttering a soft,
plaintive cry.
But Pinky, delighted that her mush
rooms were so much larger and finer than
common, hastened into the kitchen, and
begged the cook to let her prepare'them.
They were done so nicely, and smelt so
savory, that the. little girl took them lier :
self, smoking hot, to the fairy, who eat
heartily of her favorite dish, and declared
that Pinky had cooked-them to perfection.
But hardly an hour after this, the fairy
was seized with the most horrible pains,
which made her scream so loud that the
wicked steward, who was expecting this
would happen, rushed into her apartment,
pretending the greatest amazement at the
strange sounds.
“ Oh, oh! what shall I do ? I believe
I am poisoned! Oh dear! what can the
matter be ? ”
“I think you are poisoned, madam,”

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cried the steward. . “ I will give some of
the dish, you eat for breakfast, and which
your favorite Pinky prepared, to Snap the
terrier, here in your room, and see what
will come of it.”
The old wretch had purposely waylaid
the servant who was going to wash the
dish the mushrooms had been in; and now,
scraping all that was left together, he fed
the poor little dog with it, and very soon
Snap was kicking and yelping, all doubled
up with, pain, till he died.
“ There, madam! now I hope you be
lieve all I have told you about that little
toad! She gathered these mushrooms
herself, she cooked them herself, and, as a
proof she knew they were poison, she re
fused to eat -uny herself.”
Oh, how angry the fairy was with'poor
Pinky! In vain the child protested her
• / .
innocence, appearance was so strong against
her. The fairy ordered the steward to rid

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her of so bad a child, and told him that he
might hill her any way he preferred.
The wretch did not wait to hear this
welcome order repeated. He seized poor
Pinky by her long golden hair, and dragged
her to the borders of a very large and deep
lake, beside which the little girl had been
very fond of playing and gathering flowers.
‘‘Yon have quite a fancy for this place,
my little dear,” cried the steward, with a
loud, mocking laugh. “Well—I mean to
leave you here forever and a day.”
Saying these words, he lifted her up,
and threw her with all his strength into
the deepest part of the lake.
The poor child gave one cry of despair,
and sank. For a moment she was sense
less. Then she began, to.her great amaze-
raentj to find that though she was under
the water she could breathe freely. Pres
ently her feet touched the ground, and
she commenced to walk along, but bewil-

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dered, and wondering if she were not
dreaming. In a little while her senses be
came clearer, and she saw, to her astonish
ment, that it was as fair and lovely nnder
water as above on the dry land. Strange,
beantifnl trees and flowers, with delicate
flexible trunks and stems, were gently wav
ing with the rippling of the water; snow
white, and deep blue pebbles, arranged in
graceful and curving lines, formed the
path Under her feet. The waters around
were of a delicate azure tint, through which
the sun darted flecks and sparkles of pale
gold. Small fishes, with silvery scales,
floated here and. there, as birds do in the
air; but Pinky noticed that the flowers,
though lovely -to look at, were entirely
without perfume; and while the little birds
above sang joyous hymns as they floated
from tree to flower, the fishes floated past
her in a weird sad silence.
The profound stillness troubled the

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cliild, and slie liurried on until slie was
stopped by a magnificent crystal gate.
Slie opened it witli difficulty, and follow
ing a serpentine road came suddenly upon
a splendid palace. It was built, like tlie
gate, of sliming crystal; and within, on a
tlirone of rose pink tinted shells, sat a
beautiful lady. Her long, wavy hair float
ed round her like a veil; and its strange,
greenish golden hue, contrasted with the
pure white and pink of her complexion,
was perfectly dazzling. Golden-green
sparks seemed continually radiating from
this wonderful hair, as the fireflies come
and go on a summer’s night. Her eyes
were of the deepest blue, and coiled under
her was a fish’s tail; for some of the people
who live under the water have no feet,
their bodies end in the tail of a fish ; and,
of course, instead of walking, they swim
round to make, visits, or to go to market,
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“ Welcome, dear Pinky,” said the beam
tiful Lake Queen (for it was she). “ I
have long been expecting you. You are
a good, generous child; and I love you
dearly. You did not know when you saved
the life of the little robin, that he was my
brother, who, without you, would have
fallen a victim to his bitter enemy, the fox.
When you have played by the lake-side, I
have often floated upward, and smiled at
you through the blue water. Did you
ever notice it ? ”
“Yes, your majesty,” answered Pinky
modestly. “ I have frequently fancied
that the gentle ripples were smiles, and I
always nodded and smiled back to them.”
The Queen then bade one of the water-
nymphs or Undines, who were floating with
a graceful, undulating movement behind
the throne, to show Pinky all the beauties
of the palace, and the wonderful manufac
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them, busy night and day; but the child,
though pleased and astonished at all she
saw, was not happy, and she soon begged
the water nymph to conduct her back to *
the palace, that she might entreat the
Queen to help her to.find her dear broth
ers, and return to her parents.
“ But that is impossible,” answered the
Queen, when she heard this petition; “ the
lake is my empire. Out of it I have no
power.”
To console the sorrowing child, her
majesty gave her a beautiful little car
riage, made of a large shell, to which were
harnessed two of the swiftest-swimming
fish in the lake; indeed, they were quite
famous, having been winners three times
running—or I ought to say, three times
swimming—at the annual races. The
coachman was a little green frog, whose
mouth reached from ear to ear, which
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a good-natured, wide grin, tlie whole
time.
“You may travel wherever you like,
my dear,” said the Queen, kindly, u except
in the east corner, where the malicious and
wicked Kelpies live. If they once get hold
of you, your doom is sealed.”
The child promised, and for some days
was quite happy, floating swiftly from place
to place; but one day the water became
violently agitated and grew dark. A great
wind and tempest of rain was raging above;
the little green frog drew his reins tight,
and turned, as he thought, in the direction
of the Queen’s palace; but between the
wildly heaving water, and the darkness,'he
lost his way, and drove poor Pinky straight
into the fatal east corner.
Out rushed great ugly creatures, and
surrounded the carriage! Venomous, slimy
lizards, and enormous toad fishes clutched
and bit at her! tadpoles and water rats

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pressed their loathsome bodies against her!
and a wicked-looking bullfrog knocked
down the poor coachman from his seat,
danced upon his body till he was senseless,
and then sprang into his place. The angry
waves rose high and higher the thunder
of the tempest came down like the sonnd
of deep-toned muffled bells: and the sharp
lightning flashed like a scythe of fire, cut
ting through the water.
Paralyzed with terror the child clnng
to her seat, unable to call for help, when,
in the midst of the horrible tumult she
heard a faint cry, “Pinky! Pinky! ”
Then she screamed aloud. A great
wave rose up under her. It was sent by
the Queen. The Kelpies and their crew
fought furiously, and dragged and. pulled
at Pinky with ferocious violence—but she
just managed to keep her seat as the kind
wave with a powerful heave lifted her
up, and with a mighty effort rose to the

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surface and cast tlie child upon the
shore.
The blow deprived her of conscious
ness, and she lay senseless on the grass for
a long time. When she recovered, she
found herself on a tiny platform close by
a beautiful little waterfall—and lying close
beside her was the webbed foot of the hor
rible bullfrog. She picked it up and put
it in her pocket as a souvenir of this ter
rible adventure. The storm had passed
away, but above the blue waters of the
lake the ugly faces of the Kelpies were
seen, glaring at her who on land was out
of their power. She rose in terror, for one
of the hateful creatures was clinging to the
low bank, hoping to catch the edge of her
dress and pull her again into the lake.
She raised her arms, gave a spring, and
catching at the overhanging branch of a
tree, climbed the rugged side of the water
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bad water spirits sank down witk scowls
of disappointment on their faces.
Pinky walked quickly away toward a
forest in the distance. On entering it, she
saw to her surprise that it was the same in
which she had so often made fagots of
sticks, • and through, which she had wan
dered to find her brothers.
The sunset was fading, and twilight
came on; then the stars peeped out one
by one, and seemed to shine upon the lit
tle wanderer with beams of sweet and
gentle affection. Low, melodious sounds
trembled through the forest, and the leaves
of the trees and the wild flowers bowed
lovingly to her as she passed.
At last she grew so weary and hungry
that she felt as if she must lie down and
die, when suddenly two tiny lights glim
mered in the distance. She watched them
and saw them move. She advanced to
ward them ; they went farther off—she

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called loudly, "but no one answered lier.
Then she stopped trembling.
Gradually the lights seem to approach.
They grew larger and larger, when sud
denly an enormous wolf sprang close to
her with a terrible snarling growl, display
ing two rows of sharp, glittering teeth.
Pinky, thinking she should be torn to
pieces the next moment, fell on her knees
to say a last prayer. The dreadful wolf
with a sharp snap of his teeth growled out,
“ Til eat you! I’ll crunch your bones! I
won’t leave a mouthful! ” when all at once
it seemed as though all the leaves of the
trees were fluttering down to the ground.
An immense flock of robins and sparrows
darted upon the wicked wolf, attacking
him with their little bills. They flew at
his eyes with fury, and picked them out;
the wolf, howling with rage and pain, and
wildly turning on every side, at last broke

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loose from Ms tormentors and fled blindly
away.
Pinky was saved!
Tlie joyful little birds now brought her
sweet wild berries to eat, and plucked
cooling leaves and heaped them into a
couch for her to rest upon, ministering to
her wants, and chirping little love songs
till she fell asleep.
The first slant ray of the rising sun fell
on her face, and she awoke refreshed and
full of courage; and jumping up, walked
quickly along, singing joyously.
“ Oh, if I could only see my dear broth
ers now! ” she exclaimed, “ I should be
perfectly happy! ”
No sooner had she uttered these words
than she heard a distant voice calling,
“ Sister! sister! sister Pinky! ”
u Who calls me ? ” she said.
The voice sounded nearer. The low
branches of the trees rustled faintly in the

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distance, as if some one was brushing hast
ily past.
a Sister ! dear sister Pinky! ”
u Who calls me % ” asked the little girl
again, as lond as she could speak.
u It is I, your brother little Hop o’ my
Thumb,” returned the voice, and the next
moment she saw him at the end of a long
path in the wood. She began to run, but
Plop o’ my Thumb took but one step, and
was at her side—for you remember he had
on seven league boots.
“ Oh, my sister, my sister! ” he cried,
giving her a hundred kisses, u how glad I
am to see you. How did you come here ? ”
' “ I have been looking all over the wood
for you, dear brother; .and I have met
with the most wonderful' adventures.”
“Well, tell me as we go along, dear
sister, and I will lead you to our brothers.”
They had not walked far, when Pinky
started, and gave a fearful cry!

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“What is the matter, sister?” cried
Hop o’ my Thumb.
Pinky pointed to a monstrous wolf that
lay dead at the foot of a tree.
“ Oh,” said her brother,- “ that is a wolf
that was caught last night in a trap I had
set and was watching. The ugly creature
did not see the spring, for he was blind,
and I also discovered he had lost a paw in
some battle.”
“ Oh, I know him! ” cried Pinky; “ it
is my wicked genius. He has pursued
and tormented me everywhere. He has
changed himself into the good fairy’s stew
ard, a horrible bull frog, and a wolf; ” and
she pulled out of her pocket the bull frog’s
foot; but, to her great astonishment, it was
changed into a wolf’s paw. They tried it
to the animal’s leg, and it fitted exactly.
a Oh, I am so grateful,” cried the
little girl, a that my enemy can no longer

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harm me! but where can my best friend
be who picked out his wicked eyes ? ”
“ Here I am,” said a sweet, little sing
ing voice. “ Yes, it was I who saved your
life; ” and a beautiful robin red-breast flew
to her shoulder, chirping and singing joy
ously, and gently pecked her cheek.
And now they went merrily on, and
soon came to where the other brothers
were waiting.
Oh, what a joyful meeting that was !
Pinky was hugged and kissed almost to
death, they were so crazy with-happiness
at seeing her again; and then they turned
their faces homeward, Hop. o’ my Thumb
leading the way.
There was another joyful meeting, for.
the parents were lonely and miserable, and
were delighted to have them all back
again. The little robin gave a hop, and
presto! was turned into Pinky’s good
genius, who, in the shape of the bird, had

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protected and defended her in all her ad
ventures. He "built them a fine house, and
gave them a bank full of money; and after
that the father, mother, sister, and all the
brothers lived in peace, and died in a very
large pot of grease.
v** vr vC* -"v
The story was finished, and the children
really could not tell which of all they had
heard pleased them the most. But one
thing they could tell, and that was that
they thanked and loved. Aunt Fanny over
and over.
“ I think I shall count up the mittens
“* this evening,” said the little mother.
“ Oh yes, do ! ” cried all the children,
and they rushed in a body to the small
table in the corner, the drawer of which
was stuffed as full as it could hold of their
“one fingered Jacks.” Out they were
pulled, and spread in pairs on the large
dining table.

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“Twenty pair!. Hurrah! ” cried.Har
ry, catching Anna in his arms, and whirling
her ronnd. Thereupon, the children all
joined hands, and danced ronnd the mit
tens, with all manner of ridiculous antics,
singing at the very top of their voices— .
“ Where did yon come from ?
New York town.
How many of you ?
Twenty pair down.”
While their mother stood laughing till her
head fairly ached.
Who could help laughing ? You would
have thought they were a party of savages
executing a war dance, and you would not
have been very far out either, for “ war ”
was certainly mixed up with it, although
I am sure nothing savage will ever be done
by the brave fellows who will wear' what
the children had made, and were now caper
ing and singing about. The little joyous

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party forgot entirely about the wounded
and billed who might die on the field of
battle, with these very mittens on their
fingers. Ah! what a sad thought! I pray
that all who wear them may come back to
tell of it!
So the kind little mother made the
mittens into a package, while the children
looked on with all their eyes. Then she
very carefully marked it to go by “Adams’
Express.” It was addressed to “Lieuten
ant George , Company A, —th Regi
ment ; ” and it was to be despatched, the
very next morning. -
The little mother soon after told Aunt
Fanny that the “ first regiment of mittens,”
as Harry called them, was “ off for the
seat of war; ” upon which Aunt Fanny made
this speech—
“Well,' I declare, the children are a
perfect regiment of darlings! I wish I
could love them more than I do.; but my

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lieart sticks out all over, like a balloon,
with, love for tkem already, and I don’t
tkink I could find room for kalf a'drop
more. I mean to bind all tkese queer
stories into a book, and skall be busier tkan
any one ever was before, to write more and
better for suck—suck—ok I dorUt know
wkat to call tkem—I love tkem so muck! ”
Dear little reader, I' kope you love
tkem too. I Icnoiv you do, for I kave kad
too many sweet, little innocent faces press
ed against mine telling me so, to doubt it.
So, if you will come and give me a kiss,
for I must be paid for my pleasant work,
I will set about my second book tkis
very minute.
THE END OF THE FIKST BOOK.

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