Excerpt from A Little Captive Lad The staid old Hoog Stract had never echoed with a madder clamor. Shopmen clapped to their shut ters, women scudded into their houses, boys in wooden shoes ran clattering across the brick walks. The glass windows, bright as crystal, high up in the gay brick houses, showed each its bunch of faces. Ruddy matrons in white caps, round-faced children, wrinkled grandmothers, all peered forth into the street. Down below on the clean-scoured walk the sober Dutch burghers who were lumbering about their business drew back and gaped. A little tailor poked his bald head out at the hatch of his shop. Ri, eil What's to do, Mynheer van Zandt? He cried. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Chronicles of the Little Tot Courtesy credit for the remaining verses is ex tended to Lippincott's, The Delineator, book-lovers, Success, N. E. A. Syndicate, Saturday Evening Post, Youth's Companion, Chicago times-herald, Cleve land Press, Harper's Bazar, Puck, and St. Nicholas, which publication-s first presented in print. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from A Little Boy Lost, Vol. 1 Some like to be one thing, some another. There is so much to be done, so many different things to do, so many trades! Shepherds, soldiers, sailors, ploughmen, carters - one could go on all day naming without getting to the end of them. For myself, boy and man, I have been many things, working for a living, and sometimes doing things just for pleasure; but somehow, whatever I did, it never seemed quite the right and proper thing to do - it never quite satisfied me. I always wanted to do something else - I wanted to be a carpenter. It seemed to me that to stand among wood-shavings and sawdust, making things at a bench with bright beautiful tools out of nice-smelling wood, was the cleanest, healthiest, prettiest work that any man can do. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from The Ill-Natured Little Boy One morning his father got up early to go to the ale-house, where he intended to stay till night, as it was a holiday; but before he went out, he gave his son some bread and cold meat, and a six-pence, and told him that he might go and divert him self, as he would, the whole day. The little boy was very much pleased with his liberty; and as it was a very fine morning, he call ed his dog Tiger to follow him, and began his a alk. He had not proceeded far before he met a little boy, who was driving aflock of sheep towards a gate he wanted them to enter. Pray master, said the little boy, stand still and keep yous'hdog olqsfifieo you, for fear you may frighten sheep. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from The Little Colonel's Good Times Book This little blue one ringed with White! I'd quite forgotten that there ever was a button made like that. But looking through it now, I recall as if it 'wiere but yesterday, how it came into my possession. I got it in a trade, and long I haggled with the boy across the aisle to make him give it up; emptying my pencil-box, and searching through my desk for some thing that might not meet the scorn ful uplift of his freckled nose, in lordly disapproval of jus' girl's things. And I can see the very warts upon his grimy little hand, held out to take theobjects for which at last he deigned to trade: a big red wine-sap apple, the stub of an indelible pencil, and an agate, badly nicked. That is the scene. The charm is, that for the moment, once more I am the child in ruffled pinafore, grasping the prize I coveted, seeing the world and human kind as one must see it who has not yet passed the limits of the Second Reader. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.