by Laura E. Richards
N Angel heard a child crying one day, and came
to see what ailed it. He found the little one sitting on the ground, with the sun at its back (for the day was young), looking … Read the rest
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The Shed Chamber
by Laura E. Richards
“Well, I once answered an advertisement in the Farmer’s Friend, girls, and I have always been glad I did. It was that summer when father broke his arm and the potato crop failed, and everything … Read the rest
Don Alonzo
by Laura E. Richards
There was no answer.
“Don Alonzo! Deacon Bassett’s here, and wishful to see you. Don Alonzo Pit-kin!”
Mrs. Joe Pitkin stood at the door a moment, waiting; then she shook her shoulders with a … Read the rest
Little Benjamin
by Laura E. Richards
“Then is little Benjamin their ruler.”
“I think the kitty wants to come in,” said Mother Golden. “I hear him crying somewhere. Won’t you go and let him in, Adam?”
Adam laid down his book and … Read the rest
Maine to the Rescue
by Laura E. Richards
“Hurrah! hurrah! It’s snowing!”
Massachusetts looked up from her algebra. She was the head of the school. She was rosy and placid as the apple she was generally eating when not in class. Apples and algebra … Read the rest
The Coming of the King
by Laura E. Richards
OME children were at play in their play-ground one
day, when a herald rode through the town, blowing a trumpet, and crying aloud, “The King! the King passes by this road to-day. Make ready for the … Read the rest
The Golden Windows
by Laura E. Richards
LL day long the little boy worked hard, in field
and barn and shed, for his people were poor farmers, and could not pay a workman; but at sunset there came an hour that was all … Read the rest
The Great Feast
by Laura E. Richards
NCE the Play Angel came into a nursery where four
little children sat on the floor with sad and troubled faces.
“What is the matter, dears?” asked the Play Angel.
“We wanted to have a grand … Read the rest
The Green Satin Gown
by Laura E. Richards
Who ever wore such a queer-looking thing? I wore it myself, dear, once upon a time; yes, I did! Perhaps you would like to hear about it, while you mend that tear in your muslin. Sit … Read the rest
The New Leaf
by Laura E. Richards
“Why are you crying, Little Cat?” asked Little Dog.
“Because my paws are so cold!” said Little Cat. “I have been digging in the snow and I cannot find one.”
“One what?” asked Little Dog.
“One … Read the rest