. St. Nicholas [serial]. ur boat back to you. But Budsy did cry. He seemed to realize all atonce that his playfellow and plaything were leavinghim, and he set up such a roar of grief thatTommys heart fairly ached to hear it. Moreover,he waded knee-deep into the water, holding up hisfrock with one hand, and pointing with the otherafter his boat, while tears swashed down his redcheeks and splashed into the ocean. Well, Tommy at last reached the ship in safety,and then started the giants boat back to him. Thelast seen of it was that Budsy had got it in his armsand was toddling back to the baby-wa
. St. Nicholas [serial]. ur boat back to you. But Budsy did cry. He seemed to realize all atonce that his playfellow and plaything were leavinghim, and he set up such a roar of grief thatTommys heart fairly ached to hear it. Moreover,he waded knee-deep into the water, holding up hisfrock with one hand, and pointing with the otherafter his boat, while tears swashed down his redcheeks and splashed into the ocean. Well, Tommy at last reached the ship in safety,and then started the giants boat back to him. Thelast seen of it was that Budsy had got it in his armsand was toddling back to the baby-wagon with it,his great big tears, let us hope, all dried. Such was the adventure of Thomas Feathercapin Giant Land. It was of great use to him in thestruggles and trials of his after life. Whenever hemet a trouble of more than ordinary magnitude,and it seemed to him that his strength must fail atthe bare sight of it, he would say to himself:Well, I have learned by experience that somegiants are babies, and can be onsider, now, a painter-man who thought himself divine,—Correggio Delmonico del Michael Angeline;Fine portrait-painting done within, was printed on his sign,And all around his studio his works hung in a line. When he painted little boys, he said : How plainly I can see,I am such a mighty lion that they re afraid of me ! And when he painted little girls,— Dear little things ! said he, They re shy because I awe them with my grace and dignity. T is wonderful, he oft remarked, the colors that I know;The sky is green, the grass is red, and blue the roses blow;And yet the people look amazed wheneer I paint them so,And seem to think that higher yet an artist ought to go ! Well, it was strange, it came to pass that men took down the sign;For never one would take away, for pay, his pictures that is all I know of one who thought himself divine,—Correggio Delmonico del Michael Angeline. I879-J AN AMERICAN KING DAVID. IO9 AN AMERICAN KING J. T. Tro
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