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Title: Phebe, The Blackberry Girl

Author: Edward Livermore

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UNCLE THOMAS' STORIES
FOR
GOOD CHILDREN

PHEBE,
THE
BLACKBERRY GIRL.

[Illustration]

EDWARD LIVERMORE.
WORCESTER.

UNCLE THOMAS'S
STORIES
FOR
GOOD CHILDREN

[Illustration: UNCLE THOMAS.]

PHEBE,
THE BLACKBERRY GIRL.

[Illustration]

1850.

INTRODUCTION.

Uncle Thomas's Stories for Good Children.

The design of this series of unpretending
little books, is, to give to the
Young information, joined with amusement.

They are prepared for young children,
and if, from the reading of these stories,
they acquire a love for good books, the
compiler's object will be accomplished.

[Illustration]

CONTENTS

THE BLACKBERRY GIRL, PART I.

THE BLACKBERRY GIRL, PART II.

GOOD CHILDREN

POOR CRAZY ROBERT

THE PET LAMB

FATHER WILLIAM AND THE YOUNG MAN

THE LITTLE GIRL AND HER PETS

THE FLOWERS

THE CHILD AND THE FLOWERS

ONE, TWO, BUCKLE MY SHOE

WASHING AND DRESSING

THE INDUSTRIOUS BOY

WE ARE SEVEN

THE IDLE BOY

CASABLANCA

TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR

[Illustration: Phebe, the Blackberry Girl]

THE BLACKBERRY GIRL.

PART I.

"Why, Phebe, are you come so soon,
Where are your berries, child?
You cannot, sure, have sold them all,
You had a basket pil'd."

"No, mother, as I climb'd the fence,
The nearest way to town,
My apron caught upon a stake,
And so I tumbled down."

"I scratched my arm, and tore my hair,
But still did not complain;
And had my blackberries been safe,
Should not have cared a grain.

[Illustration: Phebe and her Mother.]

"But when I saw them on the ground
All scattered by my side,
I pick'd my empty basket up,
And down I sat and cried.

"Just then a pretty little Miss
Chanced to be walking by;
She stopp