Light for Little Ones. LIGHT FOR LITTLE ONES. BY MARY F. WATERBURY. PORTLAND: HOYT, FOGG AND BREED. 1872. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1872, by HOYT, FOGG & BREED, in the Clerk’s Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. THURSTON, PRINTER, PORTLAND. CONTENTS. PAGE CHAPTER I. Frankie and his Home 7 „ II. The Adventure in the Creek 11 „ III. Aleck--the New Friend 20 „ IV. Remember the Sabbath Day 27 „ V. Frankie trusts in Christ 35 „ VI. The First Day of School 40 „ VII. The Coasting Match--who beat? 47 „ VIII. Aleck goes Home 55 „ IX. The Visit to Aleck’s Grave. The Father’s Return 59 „ X. Conclusion 63 [Illustration] CHAPTER I. FRANKIE AND HIS HOME. Frankie’s home was on the bank of a large creek, the Kayaderossevass. Its water turned the great wheels of many a mill and factory. These mills were long, high buildings, filled with windows, and having steep, dusty, narrow stairways. The water was clear and blue when it flowed by Frankie’s home, but after that it went foaming and dashing over the dam, and seemed intent upon doing as much work, and making as much noise as it could. It made the wheels whirl around, and they started the machinery in the mills, and then for a buzz and whirr and roar all day long! The house in which Frankie lived was white, with a piazza across the front covered with trumpet honey-suckles--those bright red flowers, shaped like trumpets, just the thing for fairies to blow, they are so delicate and pretty. Around the house was a large yard full of trees and shrubs. Outside of the fence stood a row of poplars, as tall and straight as soldiers on guard. There were maples too, and, every autumn, Jack Frost painted their leaves crimson and yellow. Do you know Jack Frost? He is the merry fellow who pinches your fingers and toes, and the end of your nose and the tips of your ears; and who, to atone for all that, on winter nights draws those beautiful pictures on the window panes for you to look at in the morning. He thinks, perhaps, that you will look at them instead of teasing “mamma” for breakfast. Some of the trees Jack did not paint, but left them green all winter. These were the pines, with their brown cones, and the firs.