Category: Short Stories
'MAMMA, there's such a fine poem here about "seven lovely Campbells" whose father's name was Archibald; it must mean us,--don't you think so?' And a very pretty boy about ten years of age, who had been poring for some time over Wordsworth's Poems, lifted his roguish face to hi...
JOHNNIE completed his task in two or three days, labouring at it at first very earnestly, then growing tired, getting careless, and finally finishing it up in a hurry, with so l...
1. Chapter 1'MAMMA, there's such a fine poem here about "seven lovely Campbells" whose father's name was Archibald; it must mean us,--don't you think so?' And a very pretty boy about ten ye...
5. Chapter 5THE bells were ringing for Sunday Morning Prayer at Wilbourne Church, and the congregation was pouring in at the large west door, and the choir boys taking the little path towar...
4. Chapter 4IT would be hard to find a pleasanter family group than that which had gathered round the tea-table at Wilbourne Rectory one hot bright evening in the end of July: a kindly-look...
7. Chapter 7JESSIE fancied that if she rang the bell and asked for Cecil, she should be either sent away or shown into the great schoolroom; and the idea of facing Mr. Bardsley and all the...
3. Chapter 3SPITE of obstacles, the labours of the 'Seven Campbells,' as Willie grandly called them, did effect a great improvement in the desert, and the seventh certainly took his share,...
6. Chapter 6MR. BARDSLEY'S was rather a large day school, in a town about two miles distant from Wilbourne. His terms were low, and he was not particular who the boys might be that came to...