Brothers of Pity and Other Tales of Beasts and Men

my own, who acted as turnspit in the kitchen of a farmhouse in Yorkshire, quite abandoned the family custom of walking out in the cool of

tric ancestors, he could find an instance of change of habits so unexpected, so complete, I may say so headlong, as when very quiet pe

e nicer than they have been wont to allow them to be, and that

he good of trying to

our backs against intruders into our wood, we now dreaded nothing more than that our

end of the hedge, came out and caught us and detained us for a gossip. But now I could hardly settle to my midday nap for thinking of the tinker-mother; and as to Mrs. He

sent down to the bu

ristian's history, that we were stopped on our way to the corner where we usually

oung man,

ian!" cried

I; "but if you will keep quiet, I w

nt of reminding Mrs. Hedgehog whenever we

is eyes were quick and bright, his manner was alert and almost anxious, and though he was very slight as well as very young, he carr

re is no hurry, and I believe there'

the neighbourhood," said the lady; "and oh, Ted! this is e

at on earth a

m. White-oh, how lovely!-and there, on the other side, are the purple ones. What ar

er in them. Watson-the fellow who drew so well-made vignettes on the blank pages to lots of the specimens-'Likely Habitats' we called them. He used to sit with his paint-box in my window, and Christian used to sit outside the window, on the edge, dangling his legs, and describing scenes out of his head for Watson to draw. Watson used to say, 'I wish I could paint with my brush as

nd to know that you know how good he really was,

y a gipsy. I don't blame him a bit for resenting being bullied about his parents. I only blame myself for not looking better after him. But you know that well enough-you know it's because I never can for

ered Mrs. Hedgehog excitedly,

ve their own way, and take the consequences. She pushed her nose straight through the lower branches of

flowers, and laid her hand on the young gentleman's arm. I noticed it because I ha

Cousin Ted, to come with me and help me when you do not believe in my dream. But yo

less way in which men do disfigure forest flower-beds. "It isn't strictly indigenous, but it i

us-green masses, studded with purple and white, like these; but it was i

re I have done very wrong. You know I'm always hard up, but I declare I'd give a hundr

entleman. Let the poor gipsy

ile. He stood speechless in sudden surprise; but the clergywoman, who was not surprised, came forward with her wh

you know anything of a you

hat Sybil answered directly, "I know his gr

in the direction of the encampment, and without waiting for more, t