her, will be always thine!

Do not sigh thus--it marreth my reposing;
But if thou weep, then I must weep with thee!
Ah, I am tired--my weary eyes are closing--
Look, mother, look! the angel kisseth me!

[Illustration]

FRIGHTENED BY A COW.

I.

One morning Miss Lucy,
As oft-times before,
Went out in the fields
With maid Ellenore:

II.

The sun shone so bright,
And the air was so still;
Not a breath could be raised
To turn the old mill.

III.

They walked through the fields
All sprinkled with dew,
Where the bright yellow flowers
Gave a charm to the view;

IV.

The birds sang so gayly
To bless the bright day,
And sweetly the baby
Talked and laughed by the way.

V.

Now Lucy knew well
There was naught to alarm--
Old Brindle was gentle,
And would do her no harm.

VI.

But the cow raised her head
And looked round so bold,
That she started and shrieked,
And made Ellenore scold.

VII.

Then the man at the mill
Rushed out in a fright,
And seeing Miss Lucy
All trembling and white,

[Illustration: FRIGHTENED BY A COW.]

VIII.

Said, "Have courage, young lady!
Pray cease your alarm;
Cows never will hurt you,
If you do them no harm."

IX.

Now the baby he prattled,
And begged for a ride;
He clapped his hands loudly,
And "Come, Mooly!" he cried;

X.

"Let me ride on your back
O'er the green fields so bright,
Where the busy bees hum--
_Dear Mooly_, you _might_.

XI.

"We'll ride o'er the hills
Where the lofty pines grow,
And through the green lanes
Of hawthorn we'll go;

XII.

"We'll ride through the groves
Where the happy birds play,
And sing a glad song
Of praise by the way."

THE RED SHOES.

BY HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN, TRANSLATED BY MARY HOWITT.

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CHAPTER FIRST.

HOW LITTLE KAREN WAS ADOPTED BY A LADY, AND HOW SHE CAME BY HER RED
SHOES.

There was once a little girl who was very pretty and delicate, but in
the summer she was obliged to run about with bare feet, she was so poor,
and in the winter to wear large wooden shoes, which made her little
instep quite red, and that looked so dangerous!

In the middle of the village lived old mother Shoemaker, and she sat and
sewed together, as well as she could, a little pair of shoes ou