. The house on the hill; or, Stories for Charlie and Alice . HE TOOK THE POKER AND POKED IT INTO ALL THE HOLES IN THE HEARTH. HOUSE ON THE HILL. Page 45. THE HOUSE ON THE HILL. was an old Grandpa Cricket, that often had the asthma,and was always troubled with rheumatism, yet he wasalways cheerful, and never had the blues, but sat on abrick, in the warm corner, and sang every evening. Well, this cross man could not bear to hear theCricket sing, for he thought he said : Dorit you fret,dont you fret—try to be happy, try to be happy So the man — the cross man, hated the poor oldCricket, and he too
. The house on the hill; or, Stories for Charlie and Alice . HE TOOK THE POKER AND POKED IT INTO ALL THE HOLES IN THE HEARTH. HOUSE ON THE HILL. Page 45. THE HOUSE ON THE HILL. was an old Grandpa Cricket, that often had the asthma,and was always troubled with rheumatism, yet he wasalways cheerful, and never had the blues, but sat on abrick, in the warm corner, and sang every evening. Well, this cross man could not bear to hear theCricket sing, for he thought he said : Dorit you fret,dont you fret—try to be happy, try to be happy So the man — the cross man, hated the poor oldCricket, and he took the poker and poked it into allthe holes in the hearth, and among the bricks in theold chimney, to try and kill the Cricket. But he could not find him. Then he sent for a masonwith a big hod of mortar, and a whole load of bricks,and told him to make a new hearth, and be sure to killthe Cricket if he found him. Ah, Mr. Mason! you need not look. The Cricket issafe half way up the old fire-place, watching you fromhis little corner. But he is as black as
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