Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . Button-Eyes. Cometh like a fleeting ghostFrom some distant eerie coast;Never footfall can you hearAs that spirit fareth near—Never whisper, never word *From Love-Songs of Childhood. Copyright, 1894, by EugeneField; published by Charles Scribners Sons. Lady Button-Eyes 367 From that shadow-queen is ethereal raiment dight,From the realm of fay and spriteIn the depth of yonder skiesCometh Lady Button-Eyes. Layeth she her hands upon My dear weary little one, And those whit
Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . Button-Eyes. Cometh like a fleeting ghostFrom some distant eerie coast;Never footfall can you hearAs that spirit fareth near—Never whisper, never word *From Love-Songs of Childhood. Copyright, 1894, by EugeneField; published by Charles Scribners Sons. Lady Button-Eyes 367 From that shadow-queen is ethereal raiment dight,From the realm of fay and spriteIn the depth of yonder skiesCometh Lady Button-Eyes. Layeth she her hands upon My dear weary little one, And those white hands overspread Like a veil the curly head, Seem to fondle and caress Every little silken tress; Then she smooths the ej^elids down Over those two eyes of brown— In such soothing, tender wise Cometh Lady Button-Eyes. Dearest, feel upon your browThat caressing magic now;For the crickets in the glenChirp and chirp and chirp again,While upon the haunted greenFairies dance around their the moonbeams hover oerPlaythings sleeping on the floor—Hush, my sweet! from yonder skiesCometh Lady Button-Eyes!. THE WONDERFUL GIFTS Adapted hy Anna McCaleb ^P in cold, northern Europe lived apeople who were known as the Norse-men. They believed that there weremany gods, all of them very powerfuland very wise, and most of them verygood. However, there was one god,named Loki, who was full of mischief,and who was always getting himself and the othergods into trouble. Thor, the great, good-natured thunder-god, wasvery proud of his strength and of the way peopleloved him; but most of all, he was proud of his wife,Sif, and of her beautiful hair. He would never lether twist her hair uj) into a knot—she always woreit loose or braided into one great golden-yellowbraid, so that he could see it all at once. One day when Thor was away from his palace,managing a thunderstorm, Sif lay down to take anap. Her hair fell down over the side of the couchand attracted the notice of Loki, who was s
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