A Flight with the Swallows; Or, Little Dorothy's Dream

ber afternoon. The view was bounded by a high wall, and above the wall, the east end of Coldchester Cathedral stood up a dark mass against the pale-blue sky. Every now and then a swallow

her two fluffy kittens, who were lying at her feet; and she made friends of the twittering swallows and t

e Dorothy. To be sure, there was no one to want Puff and Muff but herself; no one to dispute the ownership of Miss Belinda, her large doll; no one to say it was her turn to dust and tidy Barton Hal

n way is in the long run greater than always getting it; and it is better to have a little quarrel, and then "make it up" with a k

ir conversation above her head, she became aware that some

en from view, and

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do her no harm to take f

r mother exclaim, in a voice of alarm. "Oh, Doc

I think her life is perhaps rather too dreamy and se

was venturing o

happy. Just suppose San Remo does not suit her, do

r on the backs of the swallows-easier, if anything. You ask my serious advic

for I have a friend who has a house ther

in this day week, and expect to find you are standing, like the swallows, ready for flight.

ay. She had felt sure that in this comfortable room, out of which her bed-room opened, she must be as well as in Italy or the south of France. Dr. Bell was so determined to get his own way, and it was cruel to turn

ried to believe that she would make a stand against

t with the swallows." The swallows, her uncle, Canon Percival, had told her, flew away to sunshine and flowers; that the cold wind in Engla

said; and Dorothy was wondering who could be small enough to ride on a

all voice, which was like a chirp

wer square of the lattice window, and in came the swallow. She recog

outh," it said. "Com

hout mother,"

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ig. I am nearly

ered, and it soun

t too big;

her surprise, she saw her hands were tiny hands as she put them round

ady?" said

know. S

ing in the western sunshine; then there were boats and ships, looking so tiny. Everything did look so small. Then it grew dark, and Dorothy was asleep-she felt she was asleep-and presently the s

ther said. "I did not know you were curled

nny!" she exclaimed. "It was, after all, a dream! I heard Dr. Bell talking about your taking flight with the swallows, and then I thought I got