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Title: Soap-Bubble Stories
For Children

Author: Fanny Barry

Release Date: March 6, 2009 [EBook #28263]

Language: English

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SOAP-BUBBLE STORIES

Soap-Bubble Stories.

FOR CHILDREN.

BY

_FANNY BARRY_,

AUTHOR OF "THE FOX FAMILY," "THE OBSTINATE ELM LEAF," "THE BEARS
OF WUNDERMERK," ETC.

New York:

JAMES POTT & CO., 14 & 16, ASTOR PLACE.

1892.

TO

VERA, ELSIE,
OSKAR, OLGA, ERIK,
NEVA, JESSIE,
LEO, DOROTHY, CLAUDE,
AND
HERBERT.

It was twilight, and the children, tired of playing, gathered round
the fire.

Outside, the snow fell softly, softly; and the bare trees shook their
branches in the keen air. The pleasant glow of the blazing logs
lighted up the circle of happy faces, and peopled the distant corners
with elfin shadows.

All the afternoon the children, pipe in hand, with soap suds before
them, had been blowing airy bubbles that caught the gleams of a
hundred flying rainbows--but now in the fading daylight, the pipes
were put aside, and they threw themselves down on the fur rug, and
looked with thoughtful eyes into the caverns of the fire.

"What can we do now?" they cried, "Won't _you_ make us some bubbles?"

And someone sitting in the shadow, who had watched and admired their
handiwork; whipped up some white froth in a fairy basin, and taking a
pipe, she blew them some bubbles.

Not so beautiful as the children's own, with the