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Six medium sized potatoes, washed, peeled and boiled for ten minutes in
salted water. Drain and grate them while hot and stir in two heaping
tablespoonfuls of butter; mix thoroughly. Season with salt, cayenne
pepper to taste, and add a teaspoonful of grated onion and a
saltspoonful of mace. Beat two egg yolks light and... |
Boil a small egg plant until tender. Peel it thinly and set aside to get
cold. Cut in slices an inch thick and cover the bottom of a baking dish
with them. Melt a generous tablespoonful of butter in a saucepan and
stir into it two heaping tablespoonfuls of fresh mushrooms, a heaping
teaspoonful of parsley, a heaping te... |
Boil the potatoes carefully, drain from the water, mash fine, and to
four good-sized potatoes add a heaping tablespoonful of butter, a
tablespoonful or two of cream or rich milk and salt and pepper to taste.
Serve at once. They must be freshly mashed and very hot to be eatable.
The mashed potatoes maybe squeezed throug... |
Pick off any leaves that may be discolored and wash well a quart of
Brussels sprouts, put into a saucepan with two quarts of boiling water
and a saltspoonful of soda. Boil rapidly until tender--about half an
hour--just before they are done add a tablespoonful of salt. Drain them
in a colander, and if it is not time to ... |
A can of corn, one good tart cooking apple, one tomato, a teaspoonful of
finely chopped green pepper, a teaspoonful of grated onion, a
teaspoonful of curry powder, a tablespoonful of chopped Brazil or
English walnuts, two tablespoonfuls of butter, and salt and pepper to
taste. Put the butter in a spider, when it bubble... |
Wash and wipe the tomatoes, but do not remove the skins. Cut in half,
take out the core and a few of the seeds. Fill with the same forcemeat
as in the preceding recipe and cover the top with it, place in a pan
with a little water to keep from burning, bake in a moderate oven until
soft, remove carefully from the pan, p... |
SUMMER SQUASH.Wash and peel two large summer squash, cut in small pieces and remove
the seeds, cover with boiling water and cook until tender. Drain in a
colander and press gently as much of the water out as possible with a
potato masher, then mash through the colander into a saucepan, put it on
the stove and let it co... |
Put over the fire in a saucepan three-quarters of a cup of rich milk and
three ounces of butter, let them come to a boil, then add three ounces
of dried and sifted bread crumbs and an even tablespoonful of flour. Let
it cook, stirring all the time until it is a smooth paste and detaches
itself from the sides of the pan... |
One can of tomatoes put on to heat in a granite or porcelain-lined
saucepan with a large slice of onion, one clove, two bay leaves, a
teaspoonful of chopped green pepper, salt to taste and a little sugar.
Soak half a box of gelatine in a little water for half an hour, and
after the tomatoes have simmered fifteen minute... |
Peel and cut in very thin slices, lay in a bowl, cover with water,
sprinkle a little salt over them and put a lump of ice on top, let them
remain until serving time, drain off the water and serve in a glass
dish with a French dressing. They should be very cold and crisp. A
little green pepper, chopped very fine, is an ... |
Put a pint of apple sauce, made of tart cooking apples, slightly
sweetened, into a pudding dish. Beat the whites of four eggs to a stiff
froth and stir into it a cup and a quarter of sugar, flavor with a very
little extract of lemon--a few drops only--and spread over the apple
sauce, and bake twenty or twenty-five minu... |
Soak three-quarters of a pound of prunes in water to cover them over
night, cook until soft in the water they were soaked in, drain, take out
the stones and press through a puree sieve. Add half a cup of granulated
sugar and the whites of three eggs beaten to a stiff froth. Bake in a
pudding dish twenty minutes. Serve ... |
LADIES' LOCKS FILLED WITH STRAWBERRIES.Roll the puff paste thin, cut in strips an inch wide and about twelve
inches long; wind these around the forms overlapping the paste as it is
wound. Brush over with beaten egg and bake on the forms. When baked slip
the forms out, fill with strawberries prepared as for strawberry
s... |
One cup of granulated sugar, a cup and a half of flour sifted, half a
cup of milk, a heaping tablespoonful of butter, two eggs, whites and
yolks beaten separately, a teaspoonful of Cleveland's baking powder
mixed with the flour. Beat butter and sugar to a cream, add the
well-beaten yolks of the eggs, then add milk and ... |
Put a pint and a half of milk on the fire to boil with two ounces of
butter, three ounces of sugar, an ounce and a half of sweet and two or
three bitter almonds blanched and chopped very fine, sprinkle into it
three ounces of semoulina or farina, and boil until quite stiff,
stirring constantly. Remove from the fire and... |
One quart of water, a pound and a quarter of sugar boiled and skimmed as
before, and the juice of one lemon and a large, perfectly ripe
pineapple, carefully peeled and shredded fine with a silver fork;
freeze.LEMON ICE.One quart of water, a pound and a quarter of sugar, the juice of six
large, fine lemons. Prepare as b... |
Twelve eggs, the weight of ten in powdered sugar, the weight of six in
sifted flour, the grated rind and juice of one lemon. Beat the yolks of
the eggs to a cream, add the sugar and stir well, and then the lemon
juice and rind. Add the whites of eggs beaten to a stiff froth, and fold
in the flour as quickly and lightly... |
Two cups of flour, one cup of Porto Rico molasses, one cup of milk, the
third of a cup of butter, one egg, one slightly heaping teaspoonful of
soda sifted with the flour, one heaping teaspoonful of ginger, one cup
of currants. Beat the egg a little, add the molasses with the butter
melted and stirred into it, then the ... |
Three-quarters of a cup of powdered sugar to the white of one egg,
flavoring to taste. Beat the white of egg to a stiff froth and turn all
the sugar into it; see that the sugar is free from lumps, beat hard and
flavor according to the cake.BOILED ICING.One cup of granulated sugar, five tablespoonfuls of boiling water, ... |
A quarter of a pound of chocolate, grated, one large cup of granulated
sugar, one cup of milk and a heaping tablespoonful of butter, a quarter
of a teaspoonful of cream of tartar. Boil all together, stirring all the
time, until the syrup hardens in cold water, and just before taking from
the fire add a teaspoonful of v... |
Pick from the stems and mash them, a few at a time, in a bowl or granite
saucepan with a potato masher, then put them in a stone jar and let them
stand for two days, stirring well each day. Wring them through a cheese
cloth, and if wanted sweet cook with sugar as red currant syrup. The
juice can be bottled without suga... |
Put a pound of fine fruit into a bowl and pour over it a quart of the
best wine or cider vinegar. Next day strain the liquor on a pound of
fresh raspberries. The following day do the same. Do not squeeze the
fruit, but drain as dry as possible by lightly pressing it. The last
time strain it through muslin previously we... |
Half a pound of grated cheese, one tablespoonful of butter, the yolks of
two hard-boiled eggs mashed very fine and a teaspoonful of mayonnaise
dressing. Mix the ingredients thoroughly; butter before cutting from the
loaf some slices of brown or white home-made bread; spread with the
mixture and fold together.CELERY SAN... |
Precipitated chalk, seven ounces; Florentine orris, four ounces;
bicarbonate of soda, three ounces; powdered white Castile soap, two
ounces; thirty drops each of oil of wintergreen and sassafras. Sift all
together and keep in a glass jar or tin box. A very valuable recipe for
hardening the teeth.JAPANESE CREAM.Four oun... |
Potatoes, to Boil 57
" Baked 57
" Mashed 58
" New, with Cream Sauce 58
" Broiled 58
" a la Creme au Gratin ... |
Bread and Butter Pudding, No. 1 108
" " " " " 2 109
" Custard 109
Fried Bread 109
Chocolate Cream 110
" Custard ... |
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produced from images generously made available by The
Internet Archive)_The_ LITTLE COLONEL'S CHRISTMAS VACATIONANNIE FELLOWS JOHNSTONTHE LITTLE COLONEL'S CHRISTMAS VACATIONWorks of ANNIE FELLOWS JOHNSTON The L... |
As the boat swung around a bend in the river, bringing the castle-like
building into full view, a chorus of delighted exclamations broke out
all along the deck. The four girls hung over the railing with eager
faces."Look, Lloyd, look!" cried one of them, excitedly. "Peacocks on the
terraces! It's the finishing touch to... |
"Lida Wilsy--that's the girl from the ranch--couldn't live up to so much
stateliness, especially of the stony-eyed butler. Hawkins was too much
for her. She told her roommate that she thought it was foolish to have
so many forks and spoons at each place. One was enough for anybody to
get through a dinner with. Life was... |
"Yes, this is our Lloydsboro Valley corner--the Happy Valley we call
it," answered Betty, crossing the room to point out the various places:
"Locust," her home and Lloyd's, a stately white-pillared mansion at the
end of a long locust avenue; "The Beeches," where the Waltons lived; the
vine-covered stone church; the old... |
That evening after dinner Kitty bounced into the room where Allison sat
talking with Lloyd and Betty during recreation hour."To-morrow night there's to be the Old Girls' Welcome to the New!" she
cried. "Come on in, Juliet, and tell them about it."Juliet thrust her head through the half-open door."Haven't time to stop,"... |
"Doesn't Gay play splendidly?" she exclaimed, not knowing that she had
been the previous topic of conversation. "We think she's a genius. She
improvises little things sometimes in the twilight that are so sweet and
sad they make you cry. Then she's unconventional enough to be a genius.
She's always shocking people with... |
"'I kissed her slender hand.
She took the kiss sedately.
Maud is not seventeen,
But she is tall and stately.'"But she is not as sedate as she looks," added Betty, truthfully. "I'd
like her better if she didn't gush. That's the only word that will
express it. And it seemed queer for h... |
A burst of laughter greeted Lloyd's attempt at verse-making, for the
subject which she had chosen recalled one of Kitty's outbreaks the first
week of school, when the temptation to upset Hawkins's dignity was more
than she could resist. No one of them who had seen Hawkins's wild exit
from the linen closet the night she... |
There was a profusion of apologies from the waiters and a momentary
confusion as the wreck was cleared away. In the midst of it, Miss
Chilton was pleased and gratified to hear a low-pitched voice at the
table behind her say: "Those are Warwick Hall girls. I recognize their
chaperon, but I would have known them anywhere... |
The tears stood in her eyes, and she looked so broken-hearted that Lloyd
put her arms around her, insisting that it didn't make a mite of
difference to her. That she didn't care much for the old books, anyhow,
and for her not to grieve about it another minute.Maud's face darkened as she listened. Presently she said: "I... |
"No, I can't sit down," she answered. "It's too late to stop. I only ran
in to tell you that Maud got home about five minutes ago. 'Charlie' came
with her as far as the door and Madam has just sent for her to demand an
explanation. She told her roommate that she knew she was in for a
scolding, and that, as one might as... |
"'To Merlin, the enchanter, he hath left the choice, who by some strange
spell I wot not of will send an eerie call through all the kingdom. And
only those will hear who wake at dawn to listen in high places. And only
those will heed who keep the compass needles of their souls true to the
north star of a great ambition... |
"The fountain softly splashed within the garden. From out the
banquet-hall there stole the sound of tinkling lutes, and then the lily
maiden sang. Her siren voice filled all his heart, and he forgot his
oath to duty. But presently a star reflected in the fountain made him
look up into the jewelled sky, where shone the ... |
"Then drew the king his royal sword and lightly smote on Ederyn's
shoulder, and cried: 'Arise, Sir Knight, Sir Ederyn the Trusty. Since I
may trust thee to the utmost in little things as well as great, since
thou of all men art most worthy, henceforth by thy king's heart thou
shalt ride, ever to be his faithful guard a... |
"That's 'In Memoriam' of the grand spread at the Thanksgiving Day feast.
And this button pasted on just below it, popped off the glove of
Mademoiselle La Tosto the afternoon she came to the Studio Tea and Art
reception. You know how the girls buzzed around her like a swarm of
bees, begging for her autograph. I'd rather... |
Gay seized it, studying the face of the handsome young fellow with
interest. "Why, he's almost grown!" she cried."Yes, he's nearly eighteen, and he is even better looking than that
picture. And here's Keith, the one I'm so fond of. We always have so
much fun when they come out to grandmother's for the holidays."The box... |
The next day found Lloyd with such high fever that she was installed at
once in the sanitarium. "It is la grippe that she has," the nurse told
Betty. "It is the real thing, and not what people always claim to have
with an ordinary cold. The worst will probably be over in a few days,
but it will leave her so exhausted a... |
"You don't know how many times I've thought how different my life would
have been if she had failed in that one little matter of sending a
yearly letter. No doubt it was a bore to her oftentimes, but it was the
line that kept us in touch and finally drew me to this happy anchorage.
Alicia Chartley is a great woman, my ... |
"Let me hold it while you wind," begged Lloyd. "It's such an exquisite
shade, like the heart of a la France rose. It makes me think of the
stories mothah used to tell me. Everything in them had to be pink, from
the little girl's dress to the bow on her kitten's neck. Her slippahs,
parasol, flowahs in the garden, papah ... |
In the hush that followed that carol, an old man, with silvery hair and
benign face, rose under the tall candles of the chancel."It's the bishop," whispered Gay to Lloyd. "Old Bishop Chartley. He is
Madam's uncle, and he always comes down for this service."Then even her irrepressible tongue grew still, for, in a deep v... |
"And the next one is Agnes Dorothea," said Betty, taking her turn, as if
it were a game. "She's the delicate one of the family, and a sort of
invalid. So he bought her a lavender shoulder shawl that caught his
fatherly eye in a show window, because it was so soft and fluffy. But it
will shrink and fade the first time i... |
"Oh, my country!" whispered Lloyd. "I wondah if she's going to keep up
that grumbling and scolding all night. I'm glad that I am not that poah
henpecked maid of hers. She certainly makes life misahable for her."It was nearly two hours before Jenkins, the long-suffering maid,
succeeded in settling her mistress to her sa... |
"I know just how it's all going to be," exclaimed Kitty, wriggling
impatiently in her seat. "It will be this way, Gay. They'll all be down
at the station to meet us, mother and little Elise and Uncle Harry and
his dog. Aunt Allison will probably be there, too, and grandmother, if
she feels well enough. And old black fa... |
"But you ought to," persisted Lloyd, who was in a perverse mood. "I
considah it my duty to take you in hand and teach you. You may practise
on Betty and me. Now we've been talking to Gay all term about our
friends in Lloydsboro Valley, and naturally we want everybody to put
their best foot foremost and show off their p... |
Some charred sticks and ashes between two flat rocks, with an old piece
of sheet iron laid on top, marked the spot where many meals had been
cooked. The boys began at once foraging for firewood. There was plenty
of it all around,--dead limbs and broken twigs,--and soon they had a big
heap ready to light."Now if somebod... |
LLOYD stood at the window in the falling twilight and looked out across
the snow. It had been an ideal Christmas Day. She could feel the chill
of the white winter world outside as she leaned against the frosty pane,
but in her scarlet dress, with the holly berries at her belt and in her
hair, she looked the embodiment ... |
"That is what Miss Allison will do, probably," answered Lloyd, her
cheeks dimpling at the thought. "But aftah awhile she will remembah the
old dragon that mothah always keeps full of rose-leaves just as
Grandmothah Amanthis did. See?"She lifted the lid of a rare old cloisonne rose-jar that had stood on
the end of the m... |
The sleighs had made one trip to Oaklea and returned for another load,
when Rob finally gave up the search. Lloyd and Gay climbed into the same
seat, and, as they cuddled down among the warm robes, Gay caught Lloyd's
hand in an impetuous squeeze."Oh, I'm having such a good time!" she exclaimed. "I've been in a dizzy
wh... |
She made a saucy mouth at him, and then, with her most winning smile,
held out her hand to say good night, for the guests were beginning to
take their departure. "_Please_, Mistah _My_-Doctah,"--it was the pet
name she had given him years ago when she used to ride on his
shoulder,--"please don't go to putting any notio... |
He banished the thought instantly from his loyal old heart, ashamed of
having applied such a word as tantrum to anything Lloyd might choose to
do. Of course she had felt ill, he told himself. So wretched that she
hadn't known what she was saying when she stormed at him so angrily. He
resolved to watch her closely, and ... |
She unlocked the door presently at her mother's knock, but she didn't
want to be comforted. Nothing anybody could say could change things, she
sobbed, or make the disappointment any easier to bear. So Mrs. Sherman
wisely withdrew, and left her to fight it out alone.The next time she peeped into the room, Lloyd was asle... |
IF the sun had been shining next morning, it would have been easier for
Lloyd to keep her resolution, and face the family bravely at breakfast.
But the rain was pouring against the windows; a slow, monotonous rain
that ran in little rivers over the lawn, melting the snow, and turning
the white landscape into a dreary s... |
They laughed again over the recollection of their old quarrel, then Rob
read the verse once more. Presently he stopped drumming on the table
with his thumbs, and said, slowly, as if trying to recall something long
forgotten: "Don't you remember,--it seems ages before we dropped your
red bank in the well,--that I had a ... |
"Rob," she said, slowly, "I haven't told you yet. I didn't want to spoil
our aftahnoon by thinking about it any moah than I could help, and you
made me almost forget it for a little while. I couldn't talk about it
when you first came without crying,--this yeah is going to be _such_ a
long, hah'd one. They aren't going ... |
"One day, when Miss Gilmer and I were talking about Ederyn in his
Dungeon of Disappointment, she said that we could always get out of our
troubles the same way that he did; that the cobwebs he twisted into
ropes were disagreeable to touch. Nobody likes to put their hands into
dusty cobwebs, and that they represent the ... |
Privately, Lloyd looked forward to the afternoon as something stupid
which she must face cheerfully for Miss Allison's sake, but she found
her interest aroused with the first arrival. It was Libbie Simms, whom
she had known all her life, in a way, for she could scarcely recall a
Sabbath when she had not looked across a... |
It was so late that Miss Allison did not go in, only stopped at the door
to leave the bundle and inquire about the baby, promising to come again
next morning. Lloyd had a glimpse of the two children next in age to the
baby. They were playing on the floor with a doll made of a corn-cob
wrapped in a towel, and a box of e... |
Lloyd laughed, but she followed the stooped figure with a glance of
sympathy. She knew from experience how hard it was to spend the time in
enforced idleness. Old Mr. Coburn had always been a familiar figure to
her. She recognized him on the road as she did the trees and the houses
which she passed daily, but he had ne... |
If it had not been for that morning's call, and the interest it aroused
in her neighbours, several things might not have happened, which
afterward followed each other like links in a chain. Probably Miss Sarah
would have walked up to Locust just the same, to take home a wrapper she
had finished, and not finding Mrs. Sh... |
LLOYD sat on the window-seat of the stair-landing, looking out on the
bare February landscape. She was thinking of the poem she had learned
three weeks before, on the afternoon of Miss Sarah's visit, and it made
her dissatisfied. When one was all a-tingle, as she had been, with a
high purpose to help ease the burden of... |
"Never mind, dear," she said. "You shall not have your beautiful plan
spoiled by the old oyster supper. We'll combine forces. As Agnes is a
member of the Circle, maybe you can bring about what you want more
naturally and easily this way than in any other. The girls who are to
wait on the table are to powder their hair ... |
"Heah," she said, pointing to a note. "When one of those little birds,
as you call them, perches on this place on the fence, then you're to
strike the A key on the piano. If it lights on the line just above it,
then you strike the next key, B. See?" She ran her fingers lightly up
the octavo and began again with A. Agne... |
Dabbing her handkerchief over her eyes, she started across the room to
make her escape up-stairs before Mom Beck could open the front door. But
she was too late. As she pushed aside the portieres, she heard Agnes
Waring ask if she were at home, and Mom Beck immediately ushered her in."I came to bring the costume back,"... |
She had always been taught that old age must be respected, no matter how
unlovely, and as Mrs. Perkins counted her aches and pains in a weak,
whining voice, pity got the better of Lloyd's disgust. She began to feel
sorry for this poor old creature, for whom no one else seemed to have
any sympathy. She complained bitter... |
There was a small grocery store farther up the hill, where a little of
everything was kept in stock, and Lloyd dashed out bareheaded, glad of
an excuse to cool her temper. By the time she had made the coffee in the
new pot, Alec drove up to the door for her."You'll come again to-morrow to make that lemon pie, won't you... |
It grew to be a bore, also, calling on some of the people who claimed a
weekly visit. She never tired of Mrs. Bisbee's lively comments on her
neighbours and her interesting tales about them. But there was old Mr.
and Mrs. Apwall, who, with nothing to do but sit on opposite sides of
the fire and look at each other, were... |
"Here in my room, dear," came the answer from an upper window. Falling
all over herself in her undignified haste, Lloyd tore up the stairs. A
final tangling of skirts sent her headlong into her mother's room, where
she half-fell in a breathless, laughing heap, and sat at Mrs. Sherman's
feet with her hair almost hiding ... |
"'Wasn't it all romantic? Papa was awfully
surprised to see him, and nearly as glad as I, and
I told him that now I'd claim the other wishes he
had promised me at Commencement, and take the two
in one. I wished that he would say yes to the
question Stuart had come to as... |
The Little Colonel's Christmas Vacation.
(Trade Mark)Illustrated by E. B. Barry.The Little Colonel, Maid of Honour.
(Trade Mark)Illustrated by E. B. Barry.The Little Colonel.
(Trade Mark)
Two Little Knights of Kentucky.
The Giant Scissors.
Big Brot... |
"Children call for these stories over and over
again."--_Chicago Evening Post._=Pussy-Cat Town.= By MARION AMES TAGGART.Small quarto, cloth decorative, illustrated and decorated in
colors, $1.00"Pussy-Cat Town" is a most unusual delightful cat story. B... |
Produced by Roger Frank and the Online Distributed
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(See Page 207)]SUNNY BOY IN THE COUNTRYBy
RAMY ALLISON WHITEIllustrated By
CHARLES L. WRENNBARSE & HOPKINS
Publishers
New York, N.Y.--Newark, N.J.Copyright, 1... |
"It's like mending fingers, isn't it, Mother?" Sunny Boy was so anxious
to watch how Mother mended the drum that he nearly put his own pink nose
in the hole. "When Daddy cut his finger he put court-plaster on it. He
said the skin would grow together, and it did--when he took it off, there
wasn't any cut there. Just not... |
Sunny Boy was troubled. Evidently Ruth thought she was going to the
country, too, and it surely wouldn't be very kind to tell her plainly
that Grandpa Horton hadn't invited her. To his relief Mrs. Baker called
Ruth just then and she went into her own yard, still dragging the
unfortunate Paulina by one arm."Sunny Boy," ... |
"The kiddie-car wouldn't be any fun in the country," she said. "There are
no stone pavements, you see, dear, and it wouldn't run on the grass. As
for the woolly dog, why you will have a real dog to play with--a collie
dog that will run after sticks and bring them to you and take walks with
you. That will be fun, won't ... |
Sunny Boy gravely promised to look after Mother. He felt very proud that
Daddy trusted him to take care of her on their first long journey
together, and he resolved to wait on her all he could and to save her
every possible step.Harriet, who was not going with them, but who was going to help Aunt
Bessie keep house unti... |
Well, though, as Mr. Horton expressed it, they "had to hustle," they did
make the ten-forty-five. They went down in an elevator to board the train
and the ticket man at the gate would not let Mr. Horton through.Daddy hugged his little boy tight before he let him go, and Mother had
diamonds in her pretty brown eyes as s... |
Sunny Boy stayed a little while, talking to them all, and they told him
they were going to another state far away. They would be all night on the
train. Sunny Boy was a bit disappointed that he must get off at
Cloverways, the nearest station to Grandpa's farm, for he had never
stayed all night on a train in his life. H... |
After they left the milk at the creamery they drove down to the station
and got the trunk. Sunny Boy told Jimmie about the alarm clock, and he
laughed. Then, after stopping at a yellow store with high white steps,
where Jimmie bought some groceries for Grandma, they turned Peter's head
toward home."What are you going t... |
Sunny Boy's hand slipped, the lid came down sharply on his fingers, and
his other hand swept across the shelf to knock over a brown bowl from
which some sticky yellow stuff began to stream."Now you've done it!" Araminta told him. "That's the custard pudding for
to-morrow's dinner. What in the world are you trying to do... |
He found Mrs. Horton in the porch swing, sewing. She had to kiss the
seven new freckles on his nose before she could read her mail, and then
Sunny Boy had to trudge about and find Grandpa and Grandma and deliver
their letters to them. He felt quite like a postman himself, though it is
doubtful if real postmen have suga... |
Sunny Boy and Bruce wandered back to the house alone. Grandpa was busy
overhauling more machinery with Mr. Sites, and Jimmie was still busy with
cabbages. Sunny was used to so much attention that he felt rather put out
when Araminta, sweeping the front porch, told him that Mother and Grandma
had taken Peter and the bug... |
Mother and Sunny Boy had another little cry all to themselves upstairs
and he told her that never, _never_ would he touch anything that did not
belong to him again without first asking. Then they both bathed their
faces in clear cold water and felt better. No one mentioned bonds at
dinner, and there was strawberry shor... |
Mr. Horton took his line and whispered to him to get up and run about.Sunny Boy's foot felt too funny for words, and at first he was sure it
had dropped off while he had been sitting on it. He could not feel it at
all. After stamping up and down a few minutes the funny feeling went
away, and he came back to his father ... |
"Run along and have a good time," she told him, kissing him. "I was going
to suggest that you play in the barn this morning. Help Jimmie if he's
working, won't you, and don't hinder him?"Paddling out to the barn in the pouring rain was fun. But the barn was
the most fun of all. Grandpa and Jimmie were on the first floo... |
"Of course you may have a duck," said Grandma, when Sunny Boy told her of
his find. "That foolish old mother duck marched off with her children one
morning and I couldn't for the life of me discover where she had gone.
And Grandpa must board over that hole if you are going to play in the
haymow. Another time you might ... |
Now Araminta was in a hurry to go home, for it was three o'clock, and
every afternoon from three to five she was allowed to spend as she
pleased. So, though she made the kitchen nice and neat before she left,
in her hurry she forgot to put the lid on the flour barrel, something
Grandma always did."I'm going," said Aram... |
Sunny Boy waited till she had closed the door. Then he hopped out of bed
and pattered over to another door that led into Grandma's room. When he
came back he had two baby ducks in his hands."There now, you can sleep in my bed," he told them, putting them down
under the sheet.But the baby ducks did not like the soft, cl... |
Without much trouble he coaxed a big piece of gingerbread from
Araminta--who was very curious to learn where he was going--which he
crowded into his pocket. Expecting to be gone a long time, he took an
apple from the basket on the dining-room table and two bananas. Bruce,
lying on the back door mat, decided to go with ... |
"Gee, you're a tall horse!" he observed, gathering the halter strap in
one hand as he had seen Jimmie take the reins. "Oh, there's what you
ought to have on--I didn't see it."The bridles and reins lay on the ground where Jimmie had dropped them
when he had unharnessed the horses from the wagon. But Sunny Boy was not
mi... |
"White, I guess," said Sunny. "Or no--chocolate, I think.""Well, well, if that isn't lucky!" cried Grandpa, pretending to be much
relieved. "Grandma has put in both kinds!"Indeed there were all kinds of goodies in those boxes--chicken and ham
sandwiches, eggs, potato salad, white cake and black, a vacuum bottle of
cold... |
The Chief Scout Librarian, Mr. F. K. Mathiews, writes concerning them:
"It is a bully bunch of books. I hope you will sell 100,000 copies of
each one, for these stories are the sort that will help instead of hurt
our movement."THE BOY SCOUT FIRE FIGHTERS--CRUMP
THE BOY SCOUTS OF THE LIGHTHOUSE TROOP--McCLANE
THE BOY SC... |
Produced by Dennis SchreinerTHE HOME BOOK OF VERSE,Volume 4By Burton Egbert StevensonContents of Volumes 1 through 4 of our Etext editions:PART IPOEMS OF YOUTH AND AGEThe Human Seasons John KeatsTHE BABY"Only a Baby Small" Matthias Barr
Only Harriet Prescott Spofford
... |
Reeds of Innocence William Blake
The Wonderful World William Brighty Rands
The World's Music Gabriel Setoun
A Boy's Song James Hogg
Going Down Hill On a Bicycle Henry Charles Beeching
Playgrounds Laurence Alma-Tadema
"Who Has S... |
Maidenhood Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
To the Virgins, to Make
Much of Time Robert Herrick
To Mistress Margaret Hussey John Skelton
On Her Coming To London Edmund Waller
"O, Saw Ye Bonny Lesley" Robert Burns
To a Young Lady William Co... |
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