Jubilee Hall

"Joy! joy! joy!" cried Kathleen Malcomson, as she burst into the schoolroom where her two brothers were at work preparing their lessons for school; "oh, boys, I've just heard su...

At length the day arrived for the journey of the children to Jubilee Hall. It had seemed as if it would never come, so ardently did they look forward to the visit; and now it wa...

Jubilee Hall stood on the summit of a not very high hill, which, however, commanded a splendid view of both sea and mountain. It was a large and handsome building, with a turret...

The next morning was just as bright and pleasant a one as its predecessor had been, and the boys, forgetful of last night's row, got up in very good humour both with themselves...

It would be tedious to recount who ate the most fruit on the occasion of Aunt Marian's grand garden-party, while it is our duty and pleasure to give the name of the one who gath...

Aunt Marian found it very difficult to decide who was to have the prize; for though many had brought home very sorry portions of fruit, others had clearly gathered with a right...

Kathleen did not venture to show her desk to Fred the following morning, especially as she could hear from the tone of his voice in speaking to his brother that he was in no ple...

When Fred entered the luncheon-room a few minutes after the gong had sounded, with bright face, easy manner, and a general air of satisfaction, Kathleen and Harry could scarcely...

"Now, Fred, listen to me," observed Harry the following morning, when, breakfast being over, they all sallied out in front of the house for a stroll, "if you are going to come i...

Maurice was as good as his word. He never uttered another syllable to Fred, nor did he relax his guard over the shelf where stood the coveted box, but still kept his position on...

For a long time Fred debated with himself whether to make Harry a confederate in his scheme or not. He knew that Harry's affectionate spirit had been sorely ruffled and tried th...

Great was Harry's amazement, when rushing in hot pursuit after the discovered hare, to meet Fred walking leisurely back towards the play-ground. He stopped breathless from his c...

The stillness of a large house at dead of night has something at all times very oppressive in it, but more especially when the intruder on this silence is in a highly wrought st...

When Fred came back to himself again after he had, as it seemed to him, gone through ages of time, and lived in scenes and places remotely apart from his present uncomfortable p...

"Now, Fred, old fellow, open your eyes and turn round; here is your breakfast for you," cried Maurice cheerily, as he laid the tray with the smoking coffee and other viands on h...

Meantime Fred had remained upstairs in a state of as utter restlessness as it was possible for any boy to be in. Fear, remorse, shame, pride, and even contrition, were at work w...

"Fred!" cried Maurice, in a voice of great excitement, as he hastily pushed open the door of his cousin's room, and walked in--"Fred! what do you think has happened?"

He had scarcely unfolded his hands and laid his poor aching head back on the pillow when the door was pushed open again, and Maurice, followed by his mother, hastily re-entered...

That evening Mrs. Malcomson arrived at Jubilee Hall. Her sister, Lady Brinsley, had driven over in the waggonette for her; and having first, by Fred's express desire, told her e...