Boys -- Juvenile fiction; School children -- Juvenile fiction
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THE CROFTON BOYS
BY HARRIET MARTINEAU
AUTHOR OF "THE PEASANT AND THE PRINCE," "FEATS ON THE FIORD," ETC., ETC.
LONDON
GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND SONS
BROADWAY, LUDGATE HILL
NEW YORK: 9, LAFAYETTE PLACE
Ballantyne Press
BALLANTYNE, HANSON AND CO., EDINBURGH
CHANDOS STREET, LONDON
[Illustration: The Crofton Boys.]
CONTENTS.
I. ALL THE PROCTORS BUT PHIL
II. WHY MR. TOOKE CAME
III. MICHAELMAS-DAY COME
IV. MICHAELMAS-DAY OVER
V. CROFTON PLAY
VI. FIRST RAMBLE
VII. WHAT IS ONLY TO BE HAD AT HOME
VIII. A LONG DAY
IX. CROFTON QUIET
X. LITTLE VICTORIES
XI. DOMESTIC MANNERS
XII. HOLT AND HIS DIGNITY
XIII. TRIPPING
XIV. HOLT AND HIS HELP
XV. CONCLUSION
THE CROFTON BOYS.
CHAPTER I.
ALL THE PROCTORS BUT PHIL.
Mr. Proctor, the chemist and druggist, kept his shop, and lived in the
Strand, London. His children thought that there was never anything
pleasanter than the way they lived. Their house was warm in winter, and
such a little distance from the church, that they had no difficulty in
getting to church and back again, in the worst weather, before their
shoes were wet. They were also conveniently near to Covent Garden
market; so that, if any friend dropped in to dinner unexpectedly, Jane
and Agnes could be off to the market, and buy a fowl, or some vegetables
or fruit, and be back again before they were missed. It was not even too
far for little Harry to trot with one of his sisters, early on a
summer's morning, to spend his penny (when he happened to have one) on a
bunch of flowers, to lay on papa's plate, to surprise him when he came
in to breakfast. Not much farther off was the Temple Garden, where Mrs.
Proctor took her children every fine summer evening to walk and breathe
the air from the river; and when Mr. Proctor could find time to come to
them for a turn or two before the younger ones must go home to bed, it
seemed to the whole party the happiest and most beautiful place in the
whole world,--except one. They had once been to Broadstairs, when the
children were in poor health after the measles: and for ever after, when
they thought of the waves beating on the shore, and of the pleasures of
growing strong and well among the sea-breezes, they felt that there
might be places more delightful than the Temple Garden: but they were
still very proud and fond of the grass and trees, and the gravel walks,
and the view over the Thames, and were pleased to show off the garden to
all friends from the country who came to visit them.
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