LITTLE MAID 54

WAR 55

PEACE 56

MY LITTLE BROTHER 58

THE KITE 59

THE TINKER'S MARRIAGE 61

THE CHILDREN AND THE GARLAND 62

ROUND THE TEA-TABLE 64

TOMMY 67

THE SWALLOWS 69

A FIRST LOVE-MAKING 71

SMUT 72

SEE-SAW 74

THE BAD GIRL 75

MORNING TIME 78

THE PINK PARASOL 80

THE SISTERS 82

THE WHITE RABBITS 83

THE WOODEN HORSE 84

THE DUCK POND 86

THE LITTLE MAID 88

THE DONKEY ON WHEELS 89

COCK-A-DOODLE 91

THE BOY AND LITTLE GREAT LADY 92

GOOD-DAY, GENTLE FOLK 94

MASTER WILLIE.

There was once a little boy called Willie. I never knew his other name,
and as he lived far off behind the mountain, we cannot go to inquire.
He had fair hair and blue eyes, and there was something in his face
that, when you had looked at him, made you feel quite happy and rested,
and think of all the things you meant to do by-and-by when you were
wiser and stronger. He lived all alone with the tall aunt, who was very
rich, in the big house at the end of the village. Every morning he went
down the street with his little goat under his arm, and the village
folk looked after him and said, "There goes Master Willie."

The tall aunt had a very long neck; on the top of it was her head, on
the top of her head she wore a white cap. Willie used often to look up
at her and think that the cap was like snow upon the mountain. She was
very fond of Willie, but she had lived a great many years and was
always sitting still to think them over, and she had forgotten all the
games she used to know, all the stories she had read when she was
little, and when Willie asked her about them, would say, "No, dear, no,
I can't remember; go to the woods and play." Sometimes she would take
his face between her two hands and look at him well while Willie felt
quite sure that she was not thinking of him, but of someone else he did
not know, and then she would kiss him, and turn away quickly, saying,
"Go to the woods, dear; it is no good st