>>> YOU ARE VIEWING A 200 LINE SAMPLE OF EBOOK# E02753 <<< TITLE: JUNIOR CLASSICS, V6 AUTHOR: VARIOUS EBOOK: E02753 (O'Briens Book Cellar) THE JUNIOR CLASSICS A LIBRARY FOR BOYS AND GIRLS [Illustration: EVERYTHING'S GOT A MORAL IF ONLY YOU CAN FIND IT _From the painting by Beatrice Stevens_] THE JUNIOR CLASSICS SELECTED AND ARRANGED BY WILLIAM PATTEN--MANAGING EDITOR OF THE HARVARD CLASSICS INTRODUCTION BY CHARLES W. ELIOT, L L. D.--PRESIDENT EMERITUS OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY WITH A READING GUIDE BY WILLIAM ALLAN NEILSON, Ph.D.--PROFESSOR OF ENGLISH, HARVARD UNIVERSITY PRESIDENT SMITH COLLEGE, NORTHAMPTON, MASS., SINCE 1917 VOLUME SIX OLD-FASHIONED TALES CONTENTS The Race for the Silver Skates _Mary Mapes Dodge_ Nelly's Hospital _Louisa M. Alcott_ A Fox and a Raven _Rebecca H. Davis_ The Private Theatricals _Mrs. A. D. T. Whitney_ A Case of Coincidence _Rose Terry Cooke_ The Flight of the Dolls _Lucretia P. Hale_ Solomon John Goes for Apples _Lucretia P. Hale_ Wild Robin _Sophie May_ Deacon Thomas Wales' Will _Mary E. W. Freeman_ Dill _Mary E. W. Freeman_ Brownie and the Cook _Mrs. Dinah M. Craik_ Brownie and the Cherry Tree _Mrs. Dinah M. Craik_ The Ouphe of the Wood _Jean Ingelow_ The Prince's Dream _Jean Ingelow_ A Lost Wand _Jean Ingelow_ Snap-Dragons--A Tale of Christmas Eve _Juliana H. Ewing_ Uncle Jack's Story _Mrs. E. M. Field_ Bryda's Dreadful Scrape _Mrs. E. M. Field_ The Cratchits' Christmas Dinner _Charles Dickens_ Embellishment _Jacob Abbott_ The Great Stone Face _Nathaniel Hawthorne_ The King of the Golden River _John Ruskin_ The Two Gifts _Lillian M. Gask_ The Bar of Gold _Lillian M. Gask_ Uncle David's Nonsensical Story _Catherine Sinclair_ The Grand Feast _Catherine Sinclair_ The Story of Fairyfoot _Frances Browne_ ALICE IN WONDERLAND Down the Rabbit-Hole _Lewis Carroll_ The Pool of Tears _Lewis Carroll_ A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale _Lewis Carroll_ The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill _Lewis Carroll_ Advice from a Caterpillar _Lewis Carroll_ Pig and Pepper _Lewis Carroll_ A Mad Tea-Party _Lewis Carroll_ The Queen's Croquet Ground _Lewis Carroll_ The Mock Turtle's Story _Lewis Carroll_ The Lobster-Quadrille _Lewis Carroll_ Who Stole the Tarts? _Lewis Carroll_ Alice's Evidence _Lewis Carroll_ ILLUSTRATIONS "EVERYTHING'S GOT A MORAL, IF ONLY YOU CAN FIND IT" Alice in Wonderland _Frontispiece illustration in color from the painting by Beatrice Stevens_ "IS THERE A PECULIAR FLAVOR IN WHAT YOU SPRINKLE FROM YOUR TORCH?" ASKED SCROOGE The Cratchits' Christmas Dinner _From the drawing by T. Leech_ GLUCK PUT HIS HEAD OUT TO SEE WHO IT WAS The King of the Golden River _From the drawing by Richard Doyle_ THE KING AND QUEEN OF HEARTS WERE SEATED ON THEIR THRONE Alice in Wonderland _From the drawing by Sir John Tenniel_ THE RACE FOR THE SILVER SKATES By Mary Mapes Dodge The 20th of December came at last, bringing with it the perfection of winter weather. All over the level landscape lay the warm sunlight. It tried its power on lake, canal, and river; but the ice flashed defiance, and showed no sign of melting. The very weather-cocks stood still to enjoy the sight. This gave the windmills a holiday. Nearly all the past week they had been whirling briskly: now, being rather out of breath, they rocked lazily in the clear, still air. Catch a windmill working when the weather-cocks have nothing to do! There was an end to grinding, crushing, and sawing for that day. It was a good thing for the millers near Broek. Long before noon, they concluded to take in their sails, and go to the race. Everybody would be there. Already the north side of the frozen Y was bordered with eager spectators: the news of the great skating-match had travelled far and wide. Men, women, and children, in holiday attire, were flocking toward the spot. Some wore furs, and wintry cloaks or shawls; but many, consulting their feelings rather than the almanac, were dressed as for an October day. The site selected for the race was a faultless plain of ice near Amsterdam, on that great _arm_ of the Zuyder-Zee, which Dutchmen, of course, must call the Eye. The townspeople turned out in large numbers. Strangers in the city deemed it a fine chance to see what was to be seen. Many a peasant from the northward had wisely chosen the 20th as the day for the next city-trading. It seemed that everybody, young and old, who had wheels, skates, or feet at command, had hastened to the scene. There were the gentry in their coaches, dressed like Parisians fresh from the Boulevards; Amsterdam children in charity uniforms; girls from the Roman-Catholic Orphan-House, in sable gowns and white headbands; boys from the Burgher Asylum, with their black tights and short-skirted, harlequin coats. [Footnote: This is not said in derision. Both the boys and girls of this institution wear garments quartered in red and black alternately. By making the dress thus conspicuous, the children are, in a measure, deterred from wrong-doing while going about the city. The Burgher Orphan-Asylum affords a comfortable home to several hundred boys and girls. Holland is famous for its charitable institutions.] There were old-fashioned gentlemen in cocked hats and velvet knee-breeches; old-fashioned ladies, too, in stiff, quilted skirts, and bodices of dazzling brocade. These were accompanied by servants bearing foot-stoves and cloaks. There were the peasant-folk arrayed in every possible Dutch costume--shy young rustics in brazen buckles; simple village-maidens concealing their flaxen hair under fillets of gold; women whose long, narrow aprons were stiff with embroidery; women with short corkscrew curls hanging over their foreheads; women with shaved heads and close-fitting caps; and women in striped skirts and windmill bonnets; men in leather, in homespun, in velvet and broadcloth; burghers in model European attire, and burghers in short jackets, wide trousers, and steeple-crowned hats. There were beautiful Friesland girls in wooden shoes and coarse petticoats, with solid gold crescents encircling their heads, finished at each temple with a golden rosette, and hung with lace a century old. Some wore necklaces, pendants, and ear-rings of the purest gold. Many were content with gilt, or even with brass; but it is not an uncommon thing for a Friesland woman to have all the family treasure in her head-gear. More than one rustic lass displayed the value of two thousand guilders upon her head that day. <<< END OF SAMPLE... (THE FULL EBOOK HAS 751749 TOTAL CHARACTERS) >>>