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Buttercup Gold, and Other Stories

by Ellen Robena Field

Pages
about 28
Category
Literature & Fiction
Language
English
Reading time
31 min at 250 wpm
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From the opening

This book is lovingly dedicated to the dear kindergarten children, and particularly to my little friend, Alice Caro Wing.

"Children are God's apostles, day by day sent forth preach of love and hope and peace."--Lowell.

"Come to me, O, ye children! And whisper in my ear What the birds and winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere.

Ye are better than all the ballads That were ever sung or said; For ye are living poems And all the rest are dead."--Longfellow.

"And Nature, the old nurse, took The child upon her knee, Saying: 'Here is a story-book Thy Father has written for thee."--Longfellow.

One cold morning Maurice awoke from his dreams and sat up in bed and listened. He thought he heard a knock at his window; but though the moon was shining brightly, Jack Frost had been so busily at work that Maurice could not see through the thickly painted panes. So he crept sleepily out of bed, and opened the window, and whispered: "Who is there?"

"I am," replied a tinkling voice. "I am the little New Year, ho! ho! And I've promised to bring a blessing to everyone. But I am such a little fellow I need somebody to help me distribute them. Won't you please come out and help?"

"Oh, it's so cold!" said Maurice; "I'd rather go back to my warm bed;" "and he shivered as Jack Frost, who was passing, tickled him under the chin with one of the frosty paint brushes.

So Maurice hurried into his clothes, and was soon out in the yard. There he found a rosy-cheeked boy a little smaller than himself, pulling a large cart which seemed to be loaded with good things. On one side of this cart was painted the word "Love," and on the other "Kindness." As soon as the New Year saw Maurice he said, "Now please take hold and help me pull;" and down the driveway and up the hill they travelled until they came to an old shanty.

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