Little Homespun

other into a trunk that stood open before the fireplace; “strange and beautiful how difficulties take to t

ying to fold a black dress in a fashion that should leave no creases to sho

le sharply. “You knew how hard it was for me to come to any d

to each other than mistress and maid; they were true friends these two, whose only home for a while had been Larry Starr’s brave lighter, and for both of whom he had cared in the same kind, fatherly way. Of course you do not understand about Larry or Larry’s lighter, unless you have read “Courage,” but then on the other hand there is no reason why you need to understand. Nor was Sylvia the only one who approved of what Courage had done. The Elversons, Miss Julia’s brother and his wife, and with whom Courage and Miss Julia had lived, were

ey had read about brooks and hills and valleys, and woods where all manner of beautiful wild things were growing; of herds of cow’s grazing in grassy pastures; of loads of hay with children riding atop of them, and of the untold delig

d not been going away for the summer.” The children’s father, Captain Bennett, was one of the pilots who earn their living by bringing the great ocean steamers into the harbour, and often he would be aboard the pilot-boat, at sea for weeks at a time, waiting his turn to take the helm of one of the incoming steamers, and then, as like as not, he would have to put straight to s

children had started. They were in the waiting-room at th

hat she and her little party could scarcely fail to be the observed of all observers. Mrs. Bennett was there, of course, to see them off, and the baby and the Captain, and it must be confessed that the eyes of both father and mother grew a little misty as they said “Good-bye” to their little flock. The girl contingent was a trifle misty, too, but the baby was the only one who really cried outright. However, I half believe that was because he wanted a banana that hung in a fruit stand near by, and not at all because the children were going to leave him; some babies seem to have so very little feeling. B

shoes found a resting-place rather conspicuously atop of them, and the four children leaned comfortably back in the large, upholstered chairs as though now at last permanently established for the entire length of the journey. But of course no amount of adjusting and arranging really meant anything of that sort, or that they could be able to sit still for more than five minutes at a time, an

o not for any reason mind telling me, I should very much like to know

for all old people; and Teddy, who was sitting next to Courage, had the grace to offer the old gentleman a chair. Then for some time he listened intently, his

ed, “I am simply carrying out the plans

, his voice trembling. “I knew Miss Everett well. Sh

you are old Co

old,” he added, smiling; “and can it be you are y

me, won’t you, for speaking as I did?

e hesi

t either, although I could not resist the temptation to tease you a little, which was very rude of me. But now, can it be that it is to Miss Julia’s

tly where, but I h

ll drive out some day and take luncheon with you and the children, if I should happen

ld Mr. Anderson, all of the children had grouped themselves 037about Courage, and had listened with keenest interest to e

hough it never would, and then a carriage was soon secured, and, three on a seat, the little pa