Little Folks (October 1884) / A Magazine for the Young

tie Rivers cried, tossing aside his book. "Do co

ith a grave reserved air, and rather thoughtful face; Bertie sturdy, gay, careless, and frank, with restless, observant blue eyes, and a somewhat unceremonious way of dealing with people and things. Eddie called him rough and boisterous, and gave w

y curious concerning her, though in different ways: Bertie openly, res

d, as he climbed to the top of a gate, and

er?" Eddie replied: "that's

at to do with a girl cousin. Of course she won't care about cricket, though Lillie Mayson likes it, and she will be afra

s all he wished us to know, I dare say. Come along for a walk. What's the good of idling h

lk till it comes. It would be a poor sort of welcome for Cousin Agnes;" and Bertie took a

y, and very gravely informed them that their Uncle Frank was dead,

her, boys. Don't ignore her, Edward; don't tease her, Bertie; and ask

ly: indeed, absolute unquestioning obedience was one thing

estions concerning the new relation who was coming to make her home with them, and of the Uncle Frank whose name he had never heard before. Eddie did not share his curiosity, or perhap

y little to tell," she said, gravely. "But this much I think you may know. Your Uncle Frank

he do?" Bertie

e: your grandpapa would be obeyed, and your papa is his own son in that respect. So take care, my dear, take care!" and the old lady shook her

moned both boys to

seriously impressed, and he determined some day to find out the whole history of his Uncle Frank: know exactly what he did, and why he did it; and as he turned the matter ov

girl cousin some day or other," he said to Edd

d questioningly at his brother. "Aunt A

hear from, or speak about-very exciting, too, to have cousins drop in on you when you least expect it. I hope, Ned, when y

nk Aunt Amy is very happy, and I'm sure she is very beautiful. She does not come to Riversdale, because p

eyes wide; "you seem to know

asked him

er;" and Bertie looked up the road again, as if he did not care

ie replied, rather loftily. "He came here often enough-too often, I believe-when

down and stretching himself.

as if it were a crime for people not to come here when they have their own house

uch a jolly place. Why, I wouldn't live an

ee other places before deciding. I should li

om London?" Bertie cried; "if s

, visit all the famous places in the world-Italy, Gre

there; and I don't care for pictures much, except of dogs and horses. I'd just like to stay here always, hunt and s

ambition," Eddie replied. "You know what Doctor Mayson says:

ssed in black, with a small pale face, and a quantity of light hair pushed back from her forehead. She clung to Mrs. Mittens nervously with one hand, while she extended the other first to Bertie, then to Eddie and said, "Thank you, cousins," for their welcome in the sweetest, saddest voice in the world. Then the carriage drove on before Bertie had quite recovered his astonishment at the fact that the little girl seemed

f leading, though he was strongly inclined to return to the house. He did not think his cousin was ugly, and he pitied her for being so pale and sad-looking; but somehow he felt disappointed too,