Bob Strong's Holidays: Adrift in the ChannelHutcheson, John C. (John Conroy)
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Bob Strong's Holidays: Adrift in the Channel
Hutcheson, John C. (John Conroy)
Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction
Thus the two beguiled the tedium of their journey; and, such was their
joy on the train's arrival in town at last, that no one would have
believed them to be the same Bob and Nell who had given way so greatly
to their grief on leaving the seaside!
Naturally, Rover's pleasure at being released from his temporary
imprisonment in the guard's van could be easily accounted for; but, the
way in which, when he got back to his old home, he walked deliberately
to the bottom of the garden in perfect remembrance of the spot where he
had buried his last bone before going away, showed that he, at least,
did not forget so easily.
The dog's memory, too, was equally green concerning his old friends
Snuffles and Blinkie, as that of his young master and mistress; for he
so sniffed and snuffed Snuffles in his exuberance at seeing her again,
that he seriously disarranged her fur, while he allowed the jackdaw to
peck at his legs and even his nose, without the slightest attempt at
retaliation!
Not long after their getting back, Bob and Nell had a great joke all to
themselves.
Their father and mother were sending down an invalid chair for Mrs
Craddock's daughter, one in which she could be taken out into the open-
air--it was a thing for which the poor girl had always been longing, as
aunt Polly managed to find out for them when they were thinking of what
sort of return they could make for the kind way in which the old lady's
son had rescued Bob, Jim himself refusing any recompense whatever,
despite all the barrister's and Captain Dresser's efforts.
So, this parcel being about to be dispatched "Down the line," Master Bob
and Miss Nell bethought them that they would send a present too; not
only to Dick, who was always in their minds, but one also for--whom do
you think?
Why, for Sarah, "the good Sarah!"
And, what do you think the present was, eh?
You would never guess.
Well, a nice little loaf of bread and an ounce packet of the best black
tea, both packed up in a very pretty box that also contained a
remarkably smart cap, with ribbons of a colour such as the soul of Sarah
loved.
Nor was this all,
On the lid of the box was an elaborate device in hieroglyphic
characters, which could be readily understood when properly explained by
the young designers, detailing the leading incidents of a celebrated
picnic in the woods which once occurred; although, possibly the
uninitiated might experience some little difficulty at first in
discriminating between what were meant for the figures of the principal
personages of the story and the objects of still life depicted in the
drawing, though otherwise it was an admirable work of art.
Regarding the copy of verses also pinned on to the box, which the device
in question was intended to illustrate, there could be no mistake; the
verses, indeed, being a replica of an original poem, preserved in the
Bobo-Nellonian archives and entitled, "Sarah's forget-me-nots,"
wherewith the reader has been already made acquainted.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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