FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35   36   37   38   39   40   41   42   43  
44   45   46   47   48   49   50   51   52   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   >>  
Nannette, jumping to her feet, and clapping her hands, from a feeling as if in some way she was to have her long-wished-for _live_ baby. "No; don't call her; and if you want a baby that will _cry_, you must be very quiet, and listen to me. Mark me now--have you a quarter of a dollar, to pay for a baby?" "I guess so," answered Nannette; "I've a lot of money up stairs." And running up to her room, she climbed into a chair, took down her money box from a shelf, and emptying all her pennies and small silver coin into her apron, ran down again. "This is as much as a quarter of a dollar, isn't it?" The woman saw at a glance that there was more than that amount, and hastily taking poor little Nannette's carefully hoarded pennies, she whispered: "Now carry the baby up-stairs and keep it in your own little bed. Be careful to make no noise, for it is sound asleep. Don't tell anybody you have it, until it cries. Mind that. When you hear it cry, you may know it is hungry." Then the woman went hurriedly away, and Nannette never saw her again. Nannette's little heart was nearly breaking with delight at the thought of having a real, live baby; and holding the bundle fast in her arms, where the woman had placed it, she began trudging up-stairs with it. Finally puffing and panting, her cheeks all aglow, she reached her little bed, and turning down the covers, she put in the bundle and covering it up carefully, she gave it some loving little pats, saying softly, "_My_ baby, my real, little live baby that will _cry_!" And then she carefully tripped out of the room and down-stairs again. Very soon Nannette's mother came home, bringing her a fine large apple, which drove all thoughts of the baby from her mind, and it was only when night came, and she was seated at the supper-table with her papa and mamma that she remembered her baby; but at that time, suddenly, from somewhere that surely was in the house, came a baby's cry; and clapping her hands, her eyes dancing with joy, Nannette began to slide down from her chair, saying with great emphasis, "That's _my_ baby." Her mother laughed. "_Your_ baby, Nannette?" "Yes, mamma, _my_ baby; don't you hear it _cry_? 'Tis _hungry!_" And she started to run up-stairs, but her mother called her back. "Why, Nannette, what ails you? What do you mean about _your_ baby?" she asked in surprise. "Why MY BABY, mamma! I bought it for a quarter of a dollar! a baby that _cries_--not a m
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35   36   37   38   39   40   41   42   43  
44   45   46   47   48   49   50   51   52   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   >>  



Top keywords:

Nannette

 

stairs

 

dollar

 
mother
 

carefully

 

quarter

 

bundle

 
clapping
 

pennies

 

hungry


loving

 

thoughts

 
trudging
 

turning

 

reached

 
covering
 

cheeks

 

puffing

 

panting

 

tripped


softly
 

covers

 
Finally
 

bringing

 

dancing

 

called

 

started

 

bought

 
surprise
 

laughed


remembered
 

supper

 

seated

 

suddenly

 
emphasis
 

surely

 

asleep

 

emptying

 
climbed
 

running


silver

 

glance

 

answered

 

wished

 
jumping
 

feeling

 

listen

 

hurriedly

 
holding
 

thought