A Sunny Little Lass

"Sure, and it's not meself can tackle the road, the day. As well be 'docked' for the end as the beginnin', an' I'm minded to keep that lot company a piece," remarked Timothy Dow...

Glory's walk and heavy burden had exhausted her and, almost unconsciously, she let Bonny Angel slip from her arms to the door-step where she stood. There the child lay, flushed...

"Don't you go an' leave me, grandpa. Grandpa, don't you dast to go!" wailed Glory, her arms clasped so tightly about the captain's neck that they choked him. When he loosened th...

The ferry-house where the policeman had found Glory and her "Angel" was also the terminus of a great railway. Beyond the waiting-room were iron gates, always swinging to and fro...

This vexed Miss Bonnicastle who had come to the Lane in small hope of influencing the old captain to do as her brother had wished him to do and to remove, at once, to the comfor...

Glory was truthful and loving, and her grandfather had taught her to be clean, honest, and industrious, but, beyond this, she had had little training. She knew that Meg-Laundres...

"O Bo'sn, Bo'sn! Where did you leave him? You never left him before--never, not once! Oh, if you could only talk!" cried poor Glory, at last lifting her head and releasing the d...

It was in "the littlest house in Ne' York" that Glory lived, with grandpa and Bo'sn, the dog, so she, and its owner, often boasted; and whether this were actually true or not, i...

In the instant of her slipping from the carriage step, the child had realized her own peril and would most certainly have been trampled under the crowding, iron-shod hoofs, had...

"Hmm, hmm, indeed! An' what is 'Loo-ee-gy' anyhow? An' what is the noise I hear save one them wore-out hurdy-gurdies, that do be roamin' the country over, soon's ever the town g...

City newsboys are early astir, and the shadows had but begun to lift themselves from Elbow Lane when Billy punched Nick in the ribs to rouse him and, with finger on lip, pointed...

This cry shrilled, almost yelled from the sidewalk upon which she was descending from her carriage so startled Miss Bonnicastle that she tripped and fell. In falling, she landed...

Then up rose the old woman behind the stand, ready with tongue and fist to punish this destroyer of her stock; for the truth was that Miss Bonny was not an "Angel" at all, but w...