Captain Horace

d lived in Indiana, and

a river which would be very beautiful, if its yellow waters were only once settled. As far as the eye could see, the earth was one vast plain, and,

yed Grace stood on the balcony, leaning against the i

to be printed in a book. If any one had whispered such a thing, how dumb Horace would have grown, his chin snuggling d

it till my hair is curled, and I have my new pink dress on! And tell them to make Hor

but as she knew nothing at all about it, she only stood very quietly leaning a

e! What do the stars look

rs they look like-just the ends o

lled the "Seven Sisters" was

see what makes you think of dirty cigars! They look to me like little specks of gold harps ever so far o

ng a moment; "when I can't live any longer, you know, then I'd l

ther be an angel! Besides, yo

my hands; they're bigger

fford, what make

by tried to scour it off, but it sticks. I don't ca

ace's feet shook his

master; soldiers have very

ff star-land; "let's go down and see if Barbara hasn't m

ony, through the passage, down the front stairs, and i

er which Barbara Kinckle, a rosy-cheeked German girl, was stooping to watch a kettle of boiling molasses. Every now and then she raised the spoon with which she was stirring it, and let the half-m

oud enough for Barbara to hear; "don't

her mind for the worst; "don't you know how it sugared off

bara; "where's the little boy and girl that wasn't t

ce; "I mean I wasn't talking to her, Grace. Look here: I

, you mean

. Here's the book: we b

s a book called the Koran, and would have told you Mr. Mohammed wrote it; but so had Mr. Colburn writt

and looking as much as possible like tall Miss

r Moses and Christ as true prophets, b

k that Christ and Moses was good enough

any such think in the book!

to get the sense of it. Ma, musn't I get the sense o

teacher wants us to commit the verses: she s

"I should say both your teachers are quite right. You should 'get

ce should say 'heap,' and '

"if he would try to speak more correctly. My little

, "I always said you talked just like the

poured it into a large buttered platter, and set it out of doors to cool. After t

nd "fluffed" all over with flour, from his wrists to the tips of his fingers. Grace said she wished it wasn't so much trouble to

plastic candy in her hands. Some of it she cut into sticks, and some she tw

" to say nothing of "handled baskets," and "gentlemen's slippers

s, we will wish them a good