St. Nicholas, Vol. 13, No. 12, October 1886Various
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St. Nicholas, Vol. 13, No. 12, October 1886
Various
Children's literature -- Periodicals; Children's periodicals, American
They were drinking toasts; and, after they had drunk the health of the
Earl, with much more enthusiasm than his name had ever been greeted
with before, they proposed the health of “Little Lord Fauntleroy.” And
if there had ever been any doubt at all as to whether his lordship was
popular or not, it would have been settled that instant. Such a clamor
of voices, and such a rattle of glasses and applause! They had begun to
like him so much, those warm-hearted people, that they forgot to feel any
restraint before the ladies and gentlemen from the castle, who had come
to see them. They made quite a decent uproar, and one or two motherly
women looked tenderly at the little fellow where he stood, with his
mother on one side and the Earl on the other, and grew quite moist about
the eyes, and said to one another:
“God bless him, the pretty little dear!”
Little Lord Fauntleroy was delighted. He stood and smiled, and made bows,
and flushed rosy red with pleasure up to the roots of his bright hair.
“Is it because they like me, Dearest?” he said to his mother. “Is it,
Dearest? I’m so glad!”
And then the Earl put his hand on the child’s shoulder and said to him:
“Fauntleroy, say to them that you thank them for their kindness.”
Fauntleroy gave a glance up at him and then at his mother.
[Illustration: LORD FAUNTLEROY MAKES A SPEECH TO THE TENANTS.]
“Must I!” he asked just a trifle shyly, and she smiled, and so did Miss
Herbert, and they both nodded. And so he made a little step forward, and
everybody looked at him—such a beautiful, innocent little fellow he was,
too, with his brave trustful face!—and he spoke as loudly as he could,
his childish voice ringing out quite clear and strong.
“I’m ever so much obliged to you!” he said, “and—I hope you’ll enjoy my
birthday—because I’ve enjoyed it so much—and—I’m very glad I’m going to
be an earl—I didn’t think at first I should like it, but now I do—and I
love this place so, and I think it is beautiful—and—and—and when I am an
earl, I am going to try to be as good as my grandfather.”
And amid the shouts and clamor of applause, he stepped back with a little
sigh of relief, and put his hand into the Earl’s and stood close to him,
smiling and leaning against his side.
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