. Our young folks [serial]. adow, he used to stand at the window for hours, angling for sunbeams,while the merry little golden-jacketed fellows played at hide-and-seek in hiscurls, and turned somersaults under his very fingers, saying, Dont youwish you may get us ? and dont you think you could stand still now, andnot fret to have your hair combed, if you could have your mother, instead ofthe birch rods, to dress you ? and dont you think you could keep your tem-per with your toys and your sister, if you had them, instead of cloud-filmsand a loom of air ? and dont you think you could try to be g
. Our young folks [serial]. adow, he used to stand at the window for hours, angling for sunbeams,while the merry little golden-jacketed fellows played at hide-and-seek in hiscurls, and turned somersaults under his very fingers, saying, Dont youwish you may get us ? and dont you think you could stand still now, andnot fret to have your hair combed, if you could have your mother, instead ofthe birch rods, to dress you ? and dont you think you could keep your tem-per with your toys and your sister, if you had them, instead of cloud-filmsand a loom of air ? and dont you think you could try to be good if you hadmamma to teach and kiss you, instead of hands that are boxing your earsall day long ? and dont you think you could stop your play now to wait onpapa or mamma without grumbling, if you were not obliged to work all dayat cloud-making, and never allowed to play at all ? Yes, said Princekin, but why dont you talk to the giant who keeps ushere, and is a great, ugly, selfish brute, and ever so much worse than I am ?. How dare you ? bellowed the rods ; and You 11 catch it! squeaked thehands ; and in a twinkling Princekin was hustled, and shaken, and boxed,and beaten, till he lay on the floor red and smarting, and without breathenough even to cry. Meantime the pines outside had heard every word, and, ] Princekin. 297 being great gossips, they presently began to sigh, and rustle, and talk itover among themselves. Once on a time, they said, there was a Princekin six years old, andhe had a sister three years old, so he was older and stronger than she ; andonce on a time, there was a giant three hundred years old, and two hundredand fifty feet high, so he was older and stronger than Princekin. AndPrincekin thought the nicest thing in the world was to have all the blocks,and the prettiest books, and make just as much noise as he liked, nevermind about mammas head or the baby, — which was quite natural for a littleboy; and the giant thought that tons of honey-comb and hundred
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