Baby Pitcher's Trials / Little Pitcher Stories
g branches of the trees long enough, and now she was ready for fair weather. But it seemed as if fair weather would never come, and she looked in vain for a bit of blue sky. There
oth, but that was carefully
the wet glass and the mist. When she did get a glimpse of the outer world there was nothing to see, and that was the w
ley and Bertie were big boys. Of course they could go anywhere in any weather, with "yubber" boots. How she envied them! Only she the youngest
lady, I wouldn't stay in for the weather. I w
the
wou
e tears, for she knew they would come if she did not shut the covers down tightly. She did not ke
ater-prooth," she added, petulan
asy time of it since falling weather set in. She could do nothing
ned wide her eyes and was astonished. Mamma looked so very sober. Was
ould cry for the rain," hastily brushing the moisture from her
it," said mamma; bu
when it clears off,
did mamma mean? In thinking about it, Flora forgot her own troubles, and forgot all about the rain, though at that moment it was beating fiercely
she said. "It is a story, but it i
asse
-fishing. It wasn't Charley or Bertie or Amy or me. His mother told him
y boy!" said m
wasn't
aid mamma, "I
wasn't
N
d never guess
will have
as a
dee
nd where do you think the pond was? Not
p pitcher or the plum jar. F
am jug. He was trying to catch
t a
him. And I hope he will remember it as long as he live
very goo
ke you fee
er; and now I will
goo
s back from her face a
a time,"
ng
very l
as a
as a week. We will
el
upon a
two day
r than this house, there lived a king and a q
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necessary for him to go abroad to provide food and clothing for his famil
said
and her mamma-I mean the queen-wanted her to be a wise one; so she sent her away to school every morning. But the
like
like other little girls when the weather was pleasant, and when i
a white mouse,
he had a w
a gra
rtain that she
a did not live
om the palace, and the tall princess and the lit
el
ntil something happened. It was a long storm that happened, a
ch the big drops were rattling merrily, but quickly turned to
appy. The princess did not know why she was unhappy, but the queen knew. It was because there was no sunshine to make little faces look pleasa
d s
that the poor queen worked very hard,
d!" sai
thought that she would try; and what her poor mamma-I mean the quee
Flora, clapping her han
nd the little girl's neck, "she brought her footsto
like
the palace was no longer dark and gloomy; it was
ncess, y
ss was a li
the queen
s the little
high glee, "I am the little princess and
said
ing, and sister is
, de
"that the princess will never forget
opes so too,