The Bountiful Lady --or, How Mary was changed from a very Miserable Little Girl to a very Happy One BY THOMAS COBB LONDON: GRANT RICHARDS 1900 _CONTENTS_ 1. _Mary finds herself in a different place_ 2. _Mary sees her Fairy-Godmother_ 3. _Mary sees what the Magic Counters can do_ 4. _The Story of the Discontented Boy and the Magician_ 5. _Mary sees the wings, as well as some other wonderful things_ 6. _Mary is taken away_ 7. _The Story of the Little Girl, the Dog, and the Doll_ 8. _Mary sees something which she has never seen before_ 9. _Evangeline gives Mary some Magic Counters_ 10. _The Story of the Prince, the Blue-Bird, and the Cage_ 11. _Mary sees Mrs. Coppert and Mrs. Coppert sees Mary_ 12. _Evangeline says good-bye to Mary Brown_ The Bountiful Lady I MARY FINDS HERSELF IN A DIFFERENT PLACE It was not a dream, this wonderful thing that happened to Mary Brown, although it seemed very much like a dream at first. Mary was a pretty, round-faced, dirty little girl who had neither a father nor a mother nor a brother nor a sister. Nobody had kissed her since she could remember, although it was only the day before yesterday that Mrs. Coppert had beaten her. She lived in a poor, narrow street, and during the daytime she spent many hours in the road. During the night she lay on a sack on the floor of a small room with three other children. Sometimes, when she played in the road, Mary almost forgot she was hungry; but for the most part, she was a sorrowful little girl. She had none of the things which you like the best--she did not even know there were such things in the world; she seldom had enough to eat, and her clothes were very ragged and dirty indeed. One afternoon she was playing in the gutter, it happened to be a little past tea-time, although Mary did not always have any tea; she had no toys, but there was plenty of mud, and you can make very interesting things out of mud if you only know the way. Mary kneeled in the road, with her back to the turning, the soles of a pair of old boots showing beneath her ragged skirt, as she stooped over the mud, patting it first on one side then on the other, until it began to look something like the shape of a loaf of bread. Mary thought how very nice it would be if only it was a loaf of bread, so that she might eat it, when suddenly she seemed to hear a loud clap of thunder and the day turned into night. She did not feel any pain, but the street and the mud all disappeared, and Mary Brown knew nothing. For a long time, although she never knew for how long, she was NOWHERE! It might have been a month or a week or a day or an hour or even only five minutes or one minute or a second, but when she found herself SOMEWHERE again it was somewhere else.