Children's own library . ds, he walked off. There was some surprise among the company, as youmay imagine; but the cake was cut by May, with muchceremony and rejoicing. I dont think any one had tasted it, when there cameanother tap at the door; and the same man appearedagain, having under his arm a vast brown paper parcel. Mr. Tackletons compliments, and hes sent a fewtoys for the Babby. They aint ugly. After the delivery of which expressions, he retiredagain. 108 THE CRICKET ON THE HEARTH. The wholeparty would haveexperienced greatdifficulty in find-ing words fortheir astonish-ment, even ifthe
Children's own library . ds, he walked off. There was some surprise among the company, as youmay imagine; but the cake was cut by May, with muchceremony and rejoicing. I dont think any one had tasted it, when there cameanother tap at the door; and the same man appearedagain, having under his arm a vast brown paper parcel. Mr. Tackletons compliments, and hes sent a fewtoys for the Babby. They aint ugly. After the delivery of which expressions, he retiredagain. 108 THE CRICKET ON THE HEARTH. The wholeparty would haveexperienced greatdifficulty in find-ing words fortheir astonish-ment, even ifthey had had am-ple time to seekthem. But theyhad none at all;for the messengerhad scarcely shutthe door behindhim, when therecame anothertap, and Tackle-ton himselfwalked in. Mrs. Peery-bingle! said theToy Merchant,hat in hand. Imsorry. Im moresorry than I wasthis morning. Ihave had time to think of it. John Peerybingle!Im sour by disposition; but I cant help being sweet-ened, more or less, by coming face to face with such. THE CRICKET ON THE HEARTH. 109 a man as you. Caleb! This- unconscious little nursegave me a broken hint last night, of which I havefound the thread. I blush to think how easily I mighthave bound you and your daughter to me; and whata miserable idiot I was, when I took her for one!Friends, one and all, my house is very lonely have not so much as a Cricket on my Hearth. I havescared them ali away. Let me join this happy party! He was at home in five minutes. You never saw sucha fellow. What had he been doing with himself all hislife, never to have known, before, his great capacity ofbeing jovial! Or what had the Fairies been doing withhim, to have effected such a change! John! you wont send me home this evening; willyou ! whispered Dot. There wanted but one living creature to make theparty complete; and, in the twinkling of an eye therehe was: very thirsty with hard running, and engaged inhopeless endeavors to squeeze his head into a narrowpitcher. He
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