Baby Pitcher's Trials / Little Pitcher Stories
epared to commence operations, C
inside of the hind
leave off; but the thing is to do it nea
began to cut. He made a long sli
both alike,"
atching the operation
way. You are a bad boy. Charl
arms, resting upon the fence. He tried to call Flora off; but she flew at Jack with
and his feet. I looked under the table. He hadn't any clothes o
dark, grimy skin. Bertie was sorry for him. He hastened to open the gate and bid him come in, a movement that astonished Flora. She had not ano
ndly, trying to make Jack comfortable. "Walk right along
as well known. There had been a pleasant doubt in his mind before. He had always said to himself, "They
long," he answered, sheepishly; "and now I am here, I
id Bertie, passing the knife. Jack felt
ne to begin wi
ou, t
een-horn,
es, I
lly that in a few minutes legs and arms were free, and th
h of a beauty, come to
my. "What a net-work of blue
ith rivers running all
he shin
d up the e
and he wears the best of cloth too. Custom made, and no dan
t call that a ga
boots included. He did not carry a
h," said
Jack do
sk, and he passed them to Bertie, with the remark
xclaimed Charley, exa
re. I suppose the 'fu
ittle mis
es
them bags," said Jack, "to drive
ed on a board to dry, and, after receiving hearty thanks for his timely assistance, Jack left the garden, feeling much better satisfied with himself than when he entered it. He felt that he had shown his good will, and tha
every one," said Bertie, "
id Amy, quickly. "Have y
lways looked upon Jack
," confess
declared Amy,
s to stand up for a
irls in general, and o
ut she was down on me when the po
Char
ct. I leave
k me," sa
were truly eloque
s eloquent
never f
ver I may be, I am not a geniu
ly dab at yo
poetry lately," sai
has gone out," said Bertie. "
gs at present. Can I
time," observed Amy, with
rtie, who knew that Charley
ry. Amy was obliging, and Charley not backward in asking favors, so the lean and
all back. I am as good a friend to Jack as she is, but I ca
r away in time
k? He has a bigger lump in his throat than you have, a
old blood, but he is sorry for it, and would bring him to life again if he co
rmured Charley, in an un
everely. "He would be rather a respectable boy, if he was
said C
rious misfortune, which might happen to anybody.