Category: Short Stories

Happy Days for Boys and Girls

One is an old lady reading. In her young days she was a famous beauty. That was very long ago, to be sure; but I think she is a beauty still--do not you?

Chapters

2. Chapter 2

The story says that Colonel Brenton was almost beside himself, and offered large sums of money to be taken back, or to France; but the captain would not consent, saying that the...

9. Chapter 9

Suddenly, with a whirl and a turn, they stopped before a house. Mr. Rogers lifted her out, and led her up the broad steps; and she found he was taking her into the beautiful whi...

12. Chapter 12

Their amusement was varied by a delicious lunch, and an occasional ramble through the woods. Towards evening they drove home, elated with their success. The cask contained nearl...

17. Chapter 17

The same writer, Lichtenstein, says that the lion, like a cat, takes its prey by springing upon it, and never attacks a man or animal which does not attempt to run away from him...

21. Chapter 21

"He next talked to the dog, pointed to his own leg, limped around the room, and then requested the surgeon to apply bandages to his leg; after which he walked about the room sou...

13. Chapter 13

Now, if Que had been taking only a light, after-dinner nap, he would have been wide awake as soon as the cart stopped; for the hill was a long one, and the rumbling had been as...

25. Chapter 25

Among the whole school there were no two lads so closely knit in friendship as Walter and Sidney; they were within a week of the same age (thirteen) at the time our narrative be...

28. Chapter 28

The enormous quantity of water which they carry home within them has a rather curious effect. At tolerably regular intervals a loud, rumbling sound is heard, much resembling the...

23. Chapter 23

Up stairs they went, one hanging behind the other, and entered the room from the cellar just as Rosy came in at the front door. Can you imagine how they must have looked, drench...

22. Chapter 22

Here she is in our picture, hanging up her doll's clothes, that she has just washed. How bright and happy she looks! Uncle Tom may well call her Sally Sunbeam. But it is not onl...

8. Chapter 8

The brigands, hesitating, touched, without knowing why, struck with an involuntary respect for the woman, remained immovable, with their eyes fixed upon their chief, as if waiti...

10. Chapter 10

Singing like a lark in the morning, wearing sweet smiles on her face all day, cheerful even when the shadows fell, it would have been strange indeed if her humble home had not s...

14. Chapter 14

Master Will, however, soon became tired of this quiet. He scrambled up, and wandering away into the rose garden, lifted caressingly to his cheek the beautiful pink blossoms whic...

34. Chapter 34

It was a large room, with desks and benches on either side, and an aisle, as Reginald called it, up the middle. It had four large windows looking out on the playground, and a fi...

7. Chapter 7

No; it was no dream. It was really Christmas; for there, round the pillars, were the holly-wreaths with their red berries, and there, behind the chancel-screen, were the same Ch...

32. Chapter 32

Knowing his danger, I of course ran down the bluff as hard as I could to the camp, and holloaed to the men to make haste and come to the rescue. I then ran for my pony, which wa...

31. Chapter 31

This was greeted with a shout, and committee number one, self-appointed, started for the baskets. Others arranged the table with boards and rocks put outside the cave door. The...

6. Chapter 6

One bright morning brought all the passengers on deck,--the ship was bound for Rio,--and among them came the tall lady in black, with her little boy in her arms. Tom's duties to...

30. Chapter 30

Camels were especially serviceable for this purpose, because they are wonderfully sure-footed when the ground is dry, almost rivalling the mule in the certainty of the tread. Th...

18. Chapter 18

"See how many things turned out all for my good--the mare and the colt in the snow, the dingo running after her through hunger, and my dog barking at it, showed me where my hous...

4. Chapter 4

One of the worst evils which too much reading leads to is a habit of _reading to forget_. You know what a bad habit is, how it clings to us, when once contracted, and how hard i...

27. Chapter 27

A few days later a great battle took place, in which the day went against the French, who began to retreat about sunset; and a soldier named Ivan Mitrophanoff, who had distingui...

29. Chapter 29

Not all the streets that London builds Can hide the sky and sun, Shut out the winds from o'er the fields, Or quench the scent the hay swath yields All night, when work is done.

11. Chapter 11

"There goes Madam Pike," exclaimed one ragged-kneed boy, when she had passed out of hearing. "Got on her ascension-robe--hasn't she? Wonder if that umberil will help her any? I...

33. Chapter 33

The Parsee sepulchres are of so peculiar a character as to merit particular notice. Should any of my readers ever go to Bombay, he will find two of these _dakhmas_, or Temples o...

5. Chapter 5

I watched the poor little boy, as he and Harvey played during the afternoon, with no little concern of mind. What was I to do with him? Clean and neatly dressed, there was a loo...

3. Chapter 3

I have a little picture; Perchance you have one too. Mine is not set in frame of gold; 'Tis first a bit of blue, And then a background of dark hills-- A river just below, Along...

26. Chapter 26

Blackhawk was brought forth, a string of colored beads put about his neck, and he was bolstered up in the arm-chair of the Princess Widdlesbee, Dolly's largest doll. But when th...

19. Chapter 19

Old Richard was the property of one of the Hendersons, a member of the family that gave its name to this Kentucky county and village. His master had a liking for him, owing to h...

20. Chapter 20

Did the painter, dreaming In a morning hour, Catch the fairy seeming Of this fairy flower? Winning it with eager eyes From the old enchanted stories, Lingering with a long delig...

24. Chapter 24

And we were, on the whole, pretty good friends, in spite of the battles we fought, nearly every evening, for the possession of the lounge. It made small difference to Squanko if...

15. Chapter 15

Soon the cold rains swept in from the sea, blurring the wood vistas; and when they were gone, the frost came in the midnight, with its unwelcome message, and later the snow lay...

16. Chapter 16

But to return to our story. The train went speeding along, miles and miles away from London, with its millions of people and houses and hot, dusty streets and courts, where almo...

1. Chapter 1

One is an old lady reading. In her young days she was a famous beauty. That was very long ago, to be sure; but I think she is a beauty still--do not you?

35. Chapter 35

So under this wrong influence he planned an escape from the house, which was to be made as soon as his grandmother went out. For an hour or two he heard her moving around. At la...