Little Ferns For Fanny's Little Friends

Well, I declare! she says her name is "Letty Hill," and she has come into town to see Aunt Hopkins; and her aunt, and she, and her little cousin Meg Hopkins, are all going to Ba...

When Violetta came into the room, everybody looked uneasy. If her papa was writing, he'd lay one hand over his papers, and push his ink-stand as far as possible into the middle...

"Aunt Elsie" was a widow, who lived just half a mile from Joe's mother's. Everybody loved her, she was so motherly, and so ready to do a kindness; every man, woman and child in...

Of course I shall. I haven't seen such an enterprising young man since I left off pinafores. I'll buy all the pins you have; for since I came here to New-York, I see so many thi...

Well, do you know, Harry, it struck me that Mrs. ----, who lives in New-York, might like to adopt the little orphans. She has no children of her own, and she loves children. Tha...

"Is she gone a great _way_ off? Can't she get me _ever_?" said the frightened child, peeping round the room as if she expected to see her jump out of the closet, or spring from...

They went along through a great many streets, till they came to the business part of the town. The gentleman opened the door of a small shop, and Tom followed him in. There were...

I turned my head: there stood a little girl of six years,--so filthy, dirty--so ragged, that she scarcely looked like a human being. Her skin was coated with dust; her pretty cu...

Ah! a mother's love never dies out. That lady is Nettie's mother. She has something to work _for_;--she is trying to earn money enough (cent by cent) to bring home, and clothe a...

"Now, where do you live, little pigeons?--got far to go?--toes all out your shoes here in January? Don't like it,--_my_ toes ain't out my shoes;--come in here, and let's see if...

Two years have gone by. It is August again. The sky is cloudless--the birds are singing--and little Floy's tears are all dried up. Her cheeks are plump and rosy; she has plenty...

Poor Mrs. Adrian! She knew that there were strangers about her, and that their voices were kind, and their hands busy straightening the dear limbs, and smoothing the cherished l...

_Now_ you know who were in the carriage that was driving away with the police officer. It was that young girl and little Rosa. The man in whose house she lived, caught her going...

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