The pedler of dust sticks . very day. The bad boys in the city he would havenothing to do with; he treated them civilly,but he did not play with them, nor have themfor his friends. He could not take pleasurein their society. 16 THE PEDLER OF DUST STICKS. Henry was a great lover of nature. Hespent much of his life out in the open air, under the blue skies; and he did not fail to * notice what a grand and beautiful roof therewas over his head. The clouds by day, thestars by night, were a continued delight tohim. The warm sunshine in winter, and thecool shade of the trees in summer, he en-joyed m
The pedler of dust sticks . very day. The bad boys in the city he would havenothing to do with; he treated them civilly,but he did not play with them, nor have themfor his friends. He could not take pleasurein their society. 16 THE PEDLER OF DUST STICKS. Henry was a great lover of nature. Hespent much of his life out in the open air, under the blue skies; and he did not fail to * notice what a grand and beautiful roof therewas over his head. The clouds by day, thestars by night, were a continued delight tohim. The warm sunshine in winter, and thecool shade of the trees in summer, he en-joyed more than many a rich boy does thesplendid furniture and pictures in his fathershouse. One beautiful summer afternoon he wasgoing, with his canes on his shoulder, throughthe public promenade on the banks of the littlebay around which was the public walk. Thewaves looked so blue, and the air was so deli-cious, that he was gresolved he would treat him-self to a row upon the sparkling waters; so he THE PEDLER OF DUST STICKS. 17. hired a little boat, and then got some longbranches from the trees on the shore, and stuckthem all around the edges of his boat, andtied them together by their tops, so as to make2 18 THE PEDLER OF DUST STICKS. an arbor in the boat, and got in and rowedhimself about, whistling all the tunes he knewfor his music, to his hearts content. He wentalone, for he had no companion that he liked ;and he would have none other. At last what should he see but his father,walking on the bank. Henry knew that his father would be very-angry with him, for he was a severe man; buthe determined to bear his punishment, let it bewhat it would, patiently; for he knew, whenhe went, that his father would not like it; andyet he said, in telling this story to a friend, Iwas so happy, and this pleasure was so inno-cent, that I could not feel as sorry as I ought tofeel. Henry bore his punishment like a braveboy. THE PEDLER OF DUST STICKS. 19 It was too bad for the poor fellow to haveno
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