Baby Pitcher's Trials / Little Pitcher Stories

g branches of the trees long enough, and now she was ready for fair weather. But it seemed as if fair weather would never come, and she looked in vain for a bit of blue sky. There

oth, but that was carefully

the wet glass and the mist. When she did get a glimpse of the outer world there was nothing to see, and that was the w

ley and Bertie were big boys. Of course they could go anywhere in any weather, with "yubber" boots. How she envied them! Only she the youngest

lady, I wouldn't stay in for the weather. I w

the

wou

e tears, for she knew they would come if she did not shut the covers down tightly. She did not ke

ater-prooth," she added, petulan

asy time of it since falling weather set in. She could do nothing

ned wide her eyes and was astonished. Mamma looked so very sober. Was

ould cry for the rain," hastily brushing the moisture from her

it," said mamma; bu

when it clears off,

did mamma mean? In thinking about it, Flora forgot her own troubles, and forgot all about the rain, though at that moment it was beating fiercely

she said. "It is a story, but it i

asse

-fishing. It wasn't Charley or Bertie or Amy or me. His mother told him

y boy!" said m

wasn't

aid mamma, "I

wasn't

N

d never guess

will have

as a

dee

nd where do you think the pond was? Not

p pitcher or the plum jar. F

am jug. He was trying to catch

t a

him. And I hope he will remember it as long as he live

very goo

ke you fee

er; and now I will

goo

s back from her face a

a time,"

ng

very l

as a

as a week. We will

el

upon a

two day

r than this house, there lived a king and a q

!" sai

necessary for him to go abroad to provide food and clothing for his famil

said

and her mamma-I mean the queen-wanted her to be a wise one; so she sent her away to school every morning. But the

like

like other little girls when the weather was pleasant, and when i

a white mouse,

he had a w

a gra

rtain that she

a did not live

om the palace, and the tall princess and the lit

el

ntil something happened. It was a long storm that happened, a

ch the big drops were rattling merrily, but quickly turned to

appy. The princess did not know why she was unhappy, but the queen knew. It was because there was no sunshine to make little faces look pleasa

d s

that the poor queen worked very hard,

d!" sai

thought that she would try; and what her poor mamma-I mean the quee

Flora, clapping her han

nd the little girl's neck, "she brought her footsto

like

the palace was no longer dark and gloomy; it was

ncess, y

ss was a li

the queen

s the little

high glee, "I am the little princess and

said

ing, and sister is

, de

"that the princess will never forget

opes so too,