St Nicholas [serial] . rough theMachinery Hall, stopping, as the day before, atevery confectionery-stand and refreshment-room,wasting some time in the middle of the day, be-cause Agamemnon preferred seeing the Corlissengine stop, and Solomon John wanted to wait andsee it set going. But they had seen a great deal,and, to please the little boys, they had even visitedthe Fat Woman outside the grounds. The next day, the lady from Philadelphia andher daughters assisted the party to the station. Itwas difficult for all to get through the crowd as afamily, but Mr. and Mrs. Peterkin did cling to-gethe
St Nicholas [serial] . rough theMachinery Hall, stopping, as the day before, atevery confectionery-stand and refreshment-room,wasting some time in the middle of the day, be-cause Agamemnon preferred seeing the Corlissengine stop, and Solomon John wanted to wait andsee it set going. But they had seen a great deal,and, to please the little boys, they had even visitedthe Fat Woman outside the grounds. The next day, the lady from Philadelphia andher daughters assisted the party to the station. Itwas difficult for all to get through the crowd as afamily, but Mr. and Mrs. Peterkin did cling to-gether, and met Elizabeth Eliza, the little boys, Sol-omon John, and Agamemnon outside the barrier. RAIN, HAIL, SNOW. PlTTER, patter ! pitter, patter ! Hear the rain Beat against the window-pane ! Clittcr, clatter ! clitter, clatter ! Tells the tale; Now the rain is turned to hail ! Soft and light,Pure and white !On the groundNot a sound!Now we knowIt is snow ! 2 8o ESTHER, THE FLOWER-GIRL. [Februa! JIM AND THE LITTLE JIM FINDS THE WATER-MELON. BUT HIS MOTHER SUDDENLY COMES IN. ESTHER. THE FLOWER-GIRL. By Emily H. Leland. Esther was a little London girl. When shewas a baby only fourteen months old, she couldrun about on her two chubby legs just as well asany child. Her mother was a poor wash-woman,whose whole week was made up of Mondays, andlittle Esther had to take care of herself a greatdeal. Just fancy a baby taking care of its own self!Esther used to get very tired of it sometimes ; andthen her mother would lift her from the floor andcall her a poor little chick-a-biddy, and carry herto the door, where she could see the people, andthe horses and wagons, and sometimes a happybaby trundling by in his gay little carriage. One day when her mother was very busy, Estherthought it would be nice to take herself to the door, and when she had reached the door she thouglttirwould be nicer still to go out into the street MLtrudge away—just as everybody else did. Poor little
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