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THIS volume closes a series of three,
in which sweet little Amy Dudley is
made the instrument of imparting
many valuable facts in a very de-
lightful manner. They should be
read in the following order:
1. TALKs witH AMY DUDLEY.
2. MoRETALKs witH AMY DUDLEY.
3. AMy DUDLEY's AMUSEMENTS.
D. W.

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C O N T E N T S.
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I. A WALK WITH PAPA.. . . . . . . . - - - - - - - - - - 9
II. AN ADVENTURE witH A SNAKE........ ... 24
- III. THE WouxDED THRUSH........ - - - - - - ... 40
IV. Fishing AND FISHEs......... - - - - - - - - - - - 62
W. Cousix MAUD AGAIN .......... … 82
- VI. AN Evening TALK..................... 110
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AMY IN THE ScALES-- - - - - - - - - - - - - - ----------- 2
Asty Wishing For WINGs. . . . . . . . . . - - - - - - -- 49
AMy's ExPERIMENT.............. ............ it
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MAUD WATCHING THE SUNSET................. 117




AMY DUDLEY'S AMUSEMENTS,
CHAPTER I.
A. W. A. L. K W IT H P A P A .

My young readers know by this
time, I fancy, that Amy Dudley was
growing to be rather a thoughtful
little maiden. But they must not
imagine from that circumstance that
she was one bit less fond of play
than themselves. She delighted in a
thorough game of romps with Georgie
and his great India-rubber ball, or
with the kitten or Gip; and when

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Willy would condescend to have a
game at bat and ball with her, or let
her help him to fly his kite, she got
into high spirits indeed.
But then, you see, Amy had
learned the way to enjoy herself
better than many little girls, because
now she had quite got into the way
of “working while she worked,” as
people say, so that when play time
came it was quite a change, and she
was fresh for it.
And besides this she was now get-
ting such a habit of thinking about
what she saw, and wanting to know
all about things, that almost every-
thing gave her twice as much pleas.
ure as it would have done to a silly

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little girl who never thought about
any thing at all.
Perhaps you remember how amused
she once was to find that the food
which she ate actually turned into
flesh and bones; and now she often
remembered that, for she knew that
while she was ill, and for a good
while after she had got better, she
had eaten very little food, so now
she could understand what people
meant when they said:
“You must eat more, or else you
will get to be quite thin.”
But sometimes she was puzzled,
and wondered whether she really
was bigger or smaller than before

she was ill, for other people would say,

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“O how much taller Amy has
grown since she was ill!”
So she supposed that the bones
had found food to make them grow
and that the flesh had not. Alto-
gether Amy often quietly puzzled
her little head about it, but she had
never said any thing to any one. I
don't know why, except that some lit.
tle people have very curious secrets.
One day, however, her papa came
into the nursery and asked her if she
would like to take a walk with him;
he was going rather a long way, but
it would be a pleasant one, and she
would see some things which she had
never seen before, he said.
Of course Amy was delighted to

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go. What little girl would not have
accepted such an invitation 2 So
they set out, and as their path lay
over some beautiful hills Amy had
many a delicious run as they went
along.
Mr. Dudley first called at a cottage
which stood alone on one of these
hills. Many sheep were grazing near
it, and Amy knew that they all be.
longed to her papa, and that the
shepherd who took care of them
lived at this cottage. But she did
not know that one of the shepherd's
little girls had that morning met
with an accident and broken her
leg.
Yet it was this little girl whom

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her papa had come to see, and they
found her in great pain. The mother
explained that the leg had just been
set, and she said that the child,
whom she called “her pet lamb,” had
been very patient while the doctor
was setting it; but that he said she
would not be able to walk again for
many weeks, which was a bad job
for poor folks like them.
Amy stood and listened while her
papa was talking to the poor woman,
and when she looked round the room
she thought that she should not like
to be kept there even for many days,
for it was not nearly so nice a room
as the one in which she had lain so
long lately. She wished she could

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do something to make the poor little
child more comfortable, and wanted
to say something to make her know
how sorry she felt to see her there
instead of playing out on the breezy
hill as she used to do. But some-

how nothing would come to Amy's
head all the while they were talking.
She could only stand and look very
sorry by poor little Sukey's bed; but
when her papa put something into the
mother's hand and turned to go away,
Amy then saw the tears come into
Sukey's eyes, and heard her sob and
say, “I wish I could go out too;” and
she ran back and whispered:
“Don’t cry, Sukey, I will ask my
mamma to let me come again very
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soon and bring you something pretty
to play with.”
Amy could not stay and see
whether those words did any good,
for her papa was waiting for her; but
she felt happier when she had said
them, because her mamma had told
her that kind words often do more
good than gold.
Then she marched along by her
papa's side, and asked a great many
questions about broken bones. “How
could the two pieces join again?” she
wondered. “Had the doctor cut open
the flesh and put some glue in be.
tween them to make them stick?”
“No, the doctor had done nothing
so bad as that to the child,” her

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papa said. “He had only put the
two edges evenly together, and then
laid a piece of curved wood on each
side of the leg to keep them from
moving, and bound something tightly
all round the wood and the leg, and
left them so.”
“Then why did it hurt her so
much " asked Amy.
“Because he had first to move the
leg about a good deal to find out
where it was broken, and whether it
was broken in more than one place,”
said her papa; “and I don't think
you would like your leg moved much,
Amy, if you had broken it.”
“But, papa, how does it join to-
gether without glue?” asked Amy.
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“O it does not want any glue,” re-
plied her papa, laughing, “ or rather,
I think something that answers the
purpose will come out of the broken
parts. At any rate, the two pieces
of bone will grow together of them.
selves; and, when the new bone is
quite hard and firm, then the broken
leg will be as good as ever.”
“But, papa,” persisted Amy, “the
two pieces of my hoop-stick have
been lying close together for a long
time, but they have not joined one
bit.”
“No ; they are not alive; but
Sukey is; and her leg is therefore a
living one, and very different from

a dead piece of wood.”
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This satisfied the little inquirer,
for it brought to her mind all that
she had been told about the blood
running all through the body, and
about the food making it grow, and
so on; and just at this moment they
came to a large building into which
Mr. Dudley walked without knock-
ing, for the door stood wide open.
It was not at all like a house inside,
for it seemed to be all one large
room; and there were a great many
men and women sitting or standing
by quantities of all sorts of things
that were good to eat.
Mr. Dudley told his little girl
that this was called a market, and

that the things were brought there
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to be sold. He led her all round it;
and in one part she saw fish and
fowl, in another meat, and in another
all kinds of fruits and vegetables.
Some of these he bought, and told the
people to take them to his house; and
then they passed on till they came
to one corner where there were very
few people, and where a large pair
of scales hung from the ceiling.
Amy asked what they were for,
so her papa said,
“Jump into this one and you
shall see.” -
There were already some jars and
baskets in the other scale; and Mr.
Dudley piled in a number of other
things, and then said,
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“There, Amy, see how heavy you
are ' Why, you weigh nearly as
much as all those things!”
“O are they for weighing with ?”
exclaimed Amy. “I am so glad.”
“Why, my little maid " said her
papa.
“Because I wanted to know how
heavy I was,” said Amy. “How
many pounds do I weigh’’’
“A good many pounds,” replied
her papa, laughing. “But I think
it will be better for you to remem.
ber all the things in the other scale
to prove to mamma what a heavy
girl you are.”
Amy did not seem quite satisfied,
*See Frontispiece.
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saying, that she wanted to know her
real weight now, so that she might,
the next time she was weighed, know
how much heavier she had got.
“O, and these will not be exact
enough for you. Well; but I take
count of the pounds, and if you re-
member the weight of the potatoes.
and turnips and carrots, and other
things, we can get your true weight.”
You will see by the picture that
Amy took off her hat and jacket that
she might be weighed quite fairly.
And now, as she walked home
by her papa's side, she asked him
why it was that people grew taller,
and yet thinner, when they were ill.
“I am afraid that I am not doctor
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enough to give you all the reasons.”
said Mr. Dudley; “but, perhaps, I
can guess why you did so. Do you
remember what kinds of food you
took?”
“O, I didn't like any thing, papa;
but I drank tea and beef tea because
I was obliged, and sometimes I ate
a little toast.”
“But you never ate any bread
unless it was toasted, and did not
like any thing sweet, and couldn't
bear milk,” returned her papa; “so
you left off all the fattening things.”
“O yes, I know now,” said Amy.
“Bread and milk are the things to
make children fat; nurse always tells
me so, and so does mamma.”


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CHAPTER II.
AN ADVENTURE WITH A SNARE.
“O MAMMA 1" cried Amy one day,
as she ran in from the garden almost
breathless with excitement; “we have
seen such a long, long snake!”
“And it felt so very, very cold !”
added Georgie, who followed close
upon his sister's steps, and whose
usually rosy cheeks were even redder
than usual.
“Fºlt cold!” repeated his mamma
with a look of alarm. “How came
you to feel a snake? Has it been

biting any of you?”
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“O no, mamma." said both the
children in a breath; and then they
proceeded to explain how, as they
were playing on a warm sunny bank
near the great pear-tree, Georgie had
seen a long thing gliding along very
fast behind them, and how Ander.
son, the gardener, had seen him just
at the same time, and had run up
with his spade to kill him. “But
he didn't kill him though, mamma,”
said Amy; “he only caught him,
and held him fast for Georgie and
me to see. Anderson said it was a
harmless snake, and that he never
liked to kill harmless things; so
when we had had a good look at it,
and when Georgie had stroked its

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back, he put it over the wall, and
let it go.”
Mrs. Dudley smiled and said,
“Well, if Anderson said so, no
doubt it was harmless; but Anderson
must be fonder of snakes than I am,
or he would hardly have held it for
you. How did it feel, Georgie?”
“Horrid!” replied the little man
emphatically; and then, with a shud-
der, he added, “it was so slimy and
so cold!”
“What made it so cold!” asked
her mamma; “I wonder whether
Amy can tell us.”
“Yes, mamma, I can,” said Amy.
“You said once that snakes have
cold blood.”


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“Yes; snakes and all those crea-
tures that we call reptiles have cold
blood; and the reason is, that their
hearts are of a different sort from
those of creatures with warm blood.
I told you, you know, that reptiles
have not so many rooms in their
hearts as we have; and so the blood
which goes out and that which comes
in gets all mixed together. Then
their lungs are not such nice ones as
ours, either; they have large cells
instead of little ones; and, instead
of being shut up in a sort of case
between the backbone, the ribs, and
that great muscle with the hard
name, as ours are, they float about
loose in the middle of the snake's



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body; and, when the air comes in,
it is squeezed out again by a little
movement of the ribs. So, as the
machinery is not so fine as ours, they
cannot take in as much air at once;
and, you see, every thing goes on
in a weak, slow sort of way. For
this same reason serpents and lizards
can go very fast for a short time,
but they cannot keep it up. They
frisk about at a great rate for a little
while, and then have to stop for
more breath.”
“I saw a lizard the other day, and
he was just doing that, mamma,” said
Amy, “only I did not know why he
stopped so often.” -
“You would not like to have such
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short breath, I dare say,” returned
her mamma; “but do you know that
some of these reptiles have one
advantage over us—they are not
obliged to eat so often, I mean. You
may give them a meal once a month
and they will do pretty well, and
some of them seem to do without
eating all the winter and to come out
quite lively when the spring comes.
But then I must say that snakes
have wonderful stomachs. They can
eat an immense deal at once, and
make the food last for an enormous
time, and however much they eat
the food does not seem to give them
indigestion. If you were to stuff
yourself with food enough to last
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even for a week you would be ill, you
know, but it is not so with snakes.”
“But you don't like snakes, do
you, mamma 4’ said Amy.
“I can't say that I do,” replied
Mrs. Dudley. “I admire many of
them because they have such beauti-
ful colors on their coats, but I can't
say that I like them, and indeed I
don't think that many persons do.”
“No. Maud says she would not
like a pet snake at all, and Willy
doesn’t like them, nor nurse either,”
said Amy. “Mamma, why don't
people like them?”
“Perhaps we were never intended
to be fond of snakes,” said Mrs. Dud-
ley. “I know that when I see one
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it makes me think of the third chap.
ter of Genesis.”
“What is that about, mamma!”
asked Georgie; but Amy said:
“I know ! It's about the serpent
tempting Eve, and persuading her to
“at that fruit. I don't think a snake
could persuade me to do any thing.”
“Was it only a snake?” asked her
mamma.
“O no I know it was the devil
in the snake; but then, mamma,
ºve didn't see the devil, so how sur.
Prised she must have been when the
snake talked to her.”
“Serpents are very clever crea.
tures now,” said Mrs. Dudley, “so
Perhaps she had seen them do such
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clever things that she did not wonder
at his talking.” -
“But if a thing came sliding along
on the ground to speak to you, would
you even listen to it, mamma!”
“Perhaps it did not come sliding
along, as you call it,” answered
her mother. “Don’t you remember
what the snake's punishment was
to be 2"
“He was to be cursed above all
cattle, and to go on his belly and eat
dust, mamma,” replied Amy.
“Yes; and that makes me think
that he did not go on his belly be.
fore.” replied her mother. “ Perhaps
he went upright then, and was a
very splendid looking animal. Satan
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would not have been likely to
choose an ugly creature to get into,
but rather one that Eve would
admire.”
“But, mamma, how could he walk
upright when he had no legs? Could
he walk on the end of his tail?” said
Georgie.
“O, we cannot tell how that may
have been,” answered his mamma.
“For anything we know serpents
may have had legs before the fall.
But at any rate, as I said before,
Whenever I see a snake I always
think of that serpent, and feel in
clined to shudder, as Georgie did just
now. Besides, as they were to be
under God's curse, I do not think that
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we were even intended exactly to like
them as we do some other animals.”
“Mamma, don't you often wish
that Eve had said ‘No’ instead of
picking the fruit which God had told
her not to touch, because nobody
would ever have been ill if she had,
and nobody would have died, I
suppose?”
“And nobody would have been
wicked, either,” said her mother.
“We shouldn't hear of people steal.
ing and murdering and telling lies,
and we never should have seen tipsy
people, or cruel people, or cross and
unkind people. And little children
wouldn't have been born with wicked

hearts, and they would never have
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quarreled or fought, or been idle or
naughty in any way. Yes, it would
certainly have been a very different
world if Eve had not disobeyed
God's commandment. But who was
it who once came into this world to
undo the mischief that Adam and
Eve had done?”
“Jesus Christ, mamma; you told
me that a long time ago.”
“And can you explain to me, then,
how he undid the evil?”
“He wouldn't let Satan conquer
him. When the devil tried to make
him do a wicked thing he wouldn't.
I remember that,” said Amy.
“Jesus Christ is called the second
Adam,” said her mamma, “and you
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see how much better he was than the
first one. But you have not told me
the principal thing yet: what was
the great evil that the first Adam
brought into the world?”
“Every body was born wicked be.
cause they were his children, and
every body has to die because they
are wicked. God said that Adam
should die if he did that naughty
thing, and he did it; and so we all
must die because we do bad things
too,” said Amy.
“Yes; but I have told you more
than this. You have not explained
it all yet,” said Mrs. Dudley. “What
was dying to be Was it only the
body that was to die?”
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“No, mamma; God said that the
wicked should be cast into hell. He
meant that their souls should go
away from him for ever and ever,
and be miserable.”
“And how did Jesus Christ undo
that dreadful evil?”
“He came and died instead of us.”
replied Amy; “so that now every
one who loves him is forgiven, and
God is not angry with them. And
when they die they go up to live
with God instead of being driven
away from him. And when we go
to heaven, mamma,” she added, “we
shall be very happy, sha’n’t we?”
“Yes; and some day we shall
have glorious bodies too, as well as
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souls that are quite good. Our souls
must be changed here by being made
to love Jesus, and our bodies are
to be changed too as they rise from
the grave, so that, however weak or
ill they have been here, they will
be quite well and beautiful there.
But you know, my pets, all this is
only for those who love Jesus, and
who feel so very thankful to him for
what he has done and suffered for
them that they try every day to
please him by being good.”
Little Georgie's large eyes were
fixed on his mother's face while
she was speaking, as if he wanted
to understand all she said; and
Amy, who had had many such
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talks before, gave a little quiet sigh
which Mrs. Dudley understood very
well.
And then they left off talking for
that day.
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CHAPTER III.
THE WOUNDED THRUSH.
OUR little friend Amy had not for.
gotten poor Sukey, the shepherd's
child. She had told mamma all
about the accident, and how sad
the little sufferer looked as soon as
she came home; and her mamma's
permission to visit her again was
easily obtained. It was too far for
Mrs. Dudley to walk herself just
then, as she was not at all strong;
but Amy was told to coax nurse to
take her there; and as that was not
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Amy Dudley's Amusements. 41
paid many visits since the one I have
related.
At first Sukey said the poor leg
hurt her a great deal, and complained
that it seemed to give jumps of itself.
The pain, then, sometimes made her
cry; and Sukey's mother often had
to get up at night to try and lay
“her pet lamb” in an easier position.
But after a few days it left off pain-
ing her; and then the trouble was
to have to keep it so very still.
Now Amy knew what she would
have liked herself if she had been
in Sukey's place, and that would
have been something to amuse her.
So she looked over all her toys, and
persuaded Georgie to do the same,
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and they both found some they could
spare. Then, every time that they
went to the cottage, Amy carried
one with her; and little Sukey liked
them so much, and was so much
happier for having something to play
with, that Amy had more pleasure
in giving the toys away than ever
she had had in playing with them.
But the stock of her toys was fast
coming to an end; and there were
two or three new ones which she
was not allowed to part with, even
if she had been quite disposed to do
so, which, notwithstanding all her
interest in Sukey, I hardly think
she was.
Amy was, therefore, beginning to
Amy Dudley's Amusements. 43
wonder what she would do when
she had nothing to take to the shep.
herd's cottage, and whether her visits
would then give as much pleasure
as they had done, when, most unex.
pectedly, she one day stumbled on
something which turned out quite a
treasure of happiness to both the
little girls. This was a young thrush
which was unable to fly on account
of some hurt which it had received
in one of its wings.
You will wonder how she could
stumble on such a thing; so I will
tell you.
There was a great deal of fruit in
Mr. Dudley's garden; and a fence
only divided it from a small wood
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in which there were many birds. In
summer time, therefore, it was dif.
ficult to preserve the cherries and
strawberries; and in autumn the
fruit was terribly injured. But this
was not all; for birds like other
things besides fruits, and sometimes
the pea-shells were almost emptied
of their contents.
I hardly know, however, what it
was that tempted this young thrush;
for now it was neither summer time
nor autumn. I was going to say,
perhaps he remembered the feast of
last year; but on second thought it
occurs to me that he was too young
to remember that; so, perhaps, it was
what he had heard of that fine feast
Amy Dudley's Amusements. 45
that made him so mad as to come
into that garden. At any rate, come
he did; and Amy found him lying
panting under a rhubarb plant, as
she was jumping off a little sunny
bank. And so it came about that
master thrush got taken home in
her lap and fed, and that he was
carried next day in a little cage to
see Sukey. -
Now Sukey loved birds very
much; and as she said that her
father knew all about nursing sick
ones, Amy thought that it would be
best to leave this little gentleman
behind until he was quite strong
and well. So now, you see, Sukey
wanted no more playthings, because
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she had a live one which could sing,
and was more amusing in every way.
And now my young readers are, I
know, beginning to be ready to feel
angry with Amy, and to think that it
would be a most unkind action to
take away such a delightful pet after
Sukey had had it long enough to get
fond of it; so I may as well tell
them at once that she never did any
thing of the kind. The thrush soon
became Sukey's own property, on
the one condition that Amy might
sometimes come and play with it. It
learned to sing most deliciously, and
that without any teaching; indeed,
it could sing a little when Amy first
found it.
Amy Dudley's Amusements. 47
And when the other thrushes be-
gan to play and fly about in the
warm sunshine, it seemed almost
cruel to keep this one a little pris.
oner; so that, I think, Sukey would
soon have set it free if her father
had not told her that if she did the
other thrushes would treat it as a
stranger, and perhaps peck it to
death. So Sukey was obliged to
make up her mind to keep the little
stranger, and make it as happy as
she could.
Amy became very fond of birds
after this; and she soon learned to
know some of the commonest, and
not only to call them by name,
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She learned, also, to notice the dif-
ferent ways in which they fly; and
sometimes she thought that she would
give any thing to be able to go with
them on some of their excursions.
And one evening her mamma found
her at the window gazing up into
the sky so earnestly that Gip seemed
to think that there must be some
danger there for his young mistress,
and was looking up, too, to see if he
could find out what it was.
“O mamma, wouldn't it be nice
to have wings?” was Amy's first ex-
clamation; and when Mrs. Dudley
looked amused, and said, “I don't
know. What do you want them


for 4" she answered, “O, that we
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Amy Dudley's Amasements. 5 I
might get up above the clouds and
see what there is there.”
Mrs. Dudley laughed and said,
“I have been above some clouds,
though I never had any wings. One
often gets above clouds when one
climbs up high mountains, and then
you see the clouds below your feet.”
“They must look very funny, I
should think,” said Amy.
“Yes; they look like great patches
of fog in particular places, while it
is clear every-where else,” said her
IIlanlina.
“But doesn't it seem funny up -
above them : How does it look,
mamma!"
“O very much as it looks under.
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neath, I think,” Mrs. Dudley said;
“I did not find much difference.”
“Still,” said Amy, “it would be
nice to fly, because you get tired
when you walk up hill.”
“And don't you think birds ever
get tired with flying?” asked her
Inaulula.
“No,” replied Amy. “At least,
they never look tired, I’m sure.”
“But they come down to rest
sometimes, or alight on the trees,
don't they " said Mrs. Dudley; “so
I suppose they must be tired. And,
besides, why should you think that
flying is so much easier work than
walking?”
“I don't know; but it seems so,
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mamma; and I do so wish I had
wings,” said Amy.
“I don't think that wings alone
would answer your purpose,” replied
her mother. “You recollect how
heated and out of breath you got
one day when Willy had made you
run too fast; and yet, when you ran,
you had the ground to rest upon—I
mean, that you only had to get
along—whereas, if you had been fly-
ing, you would have had to carry
yourself; that is, you would have
had to keep the whole weight of
your body up, and prevent it from
falling by flapping your wings. Now
don't you think that would be rather
fatiguing?”
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“I don't know, mamma,” said Amy,
laughing, “because I never tried.”
“Do you remember what it was
besides your legs that you worked
so hard that day I was speaking
of 4° asked Mrs. Dudley.
Amy thought for a minute, and
then said: -
“My lungs and my heart. The
air kept coming in so fast that it
had to be puffed out again very fast
too, and so the blood got made
ready to go round again so fast that
my heart had to keep sending in
more and more until it went beat,
beat, and thump, thump, till it almost
jumped out here, mamma,” said Amy,
putting her hand on her side.
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“And if you were soaring through
the air like that skylark,” said her
mamma, “don’t you think that a
great deal more would come into
your lungs than ever came in before,
and that they would have to work
harder than they are used to work?”
“I suppose they must,” said Amy,
rather doubtfully; “but then what
do the birds do, mamma!"
“God has made them differently,
my child,” returned her mamma.
“He has given them lungs and
bodies suited to the life they have to
lead, as he has to all his creatures.”
“O, do tell me all about it !” cried
Amy.
“Not all, but a little,” said her
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mamma; “just what you can under.
stand I will try to tell you. And in
the first place, birds' bodies are not
divided into two, as ours are, by
that strong muscle which moves our
lungs. Only human beings and four-
legged creatures have that. Fishes
have not got it, nor reptiles, as I once
told you.”
“But reptiles don't take in much
air, mamma; they can't take in as
much air as we do,” said Amy.
“But birds take in more,” returned
her mother, smiling. “Yes, that is
quite true, and therefore the bodies
of birds are warmer than ours instead
of being colder, as those of reptiles
are. And now about the birds'
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lungs. We may say that they are
masters of the whole place, for they
are not shut up into one part as
ours are, but they are long black
things which stretch all along under
the backbone. I will show you the
next time we have a chicken.”
“O mamma! I know them, and I
have eaten one too !” cried Amy;
“but I didn't much like it, it was so
wet and soft.”
“At any rate they are very good
servants to the birds themselves, for
see what a quantity of air they will
hold.”
“But what makes it go out when
it has got in, if they haven't got that
see-saw thing?” said Amy.
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“The bird's sides keep moving up
and down, and so it is squeezed out,”
replied her mamma; “and when it
flies the movements of the wings
make them go faster, and so the air
is got rid of easily, and more comes
in as fast as it likes. But besides
this, the bird's lungs have little holes
in them, and some of the air gets out
into the body and meets the blood
that way, and so the bird lives fast,
we may say, and no wonder he is a
warm, lively creature who can't keep
still a minute.”
“It must be very dreadful for them
to be shut up in a cage, I think,”
said Amy.
“Yes; and yet when they have
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been once shut up we cannot let
them out again, because they would
be like little strangers in the world
and would soon die.” replied her
mamma. “So it is a comfort to
think that birds have short memo-
ries, and that they soon forget their
merry life among the trees and learn
to get fond of those who take care of
them.”
“Like Sukey's thrush, mamma.
It loves her very much, I think,
and always likes her to come and
hear it sing.”
“Well, are you satisfied now that
wings alone would not make you
able to fly?”
“Yes, mamma,” said Amy; “and I
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suppose it's of no use for me to ask
Willy to make me some wings. I
used to think that if he did, perhaps
I could learn to fly.”
“Indeed, I don't think that it would
be of any use at all, for even if you
ever succeeded in getting up into
the air, just see how soon your poor
heart and lungs would get worn
out, and therefore how soon you
must die.” -
Amy looked rather disappointed
that her great plan must be given
up; but she said that she would go
and tell Georgie about the bird's
funny lungs, and as she ran singing
up stairs her voice was so merry and
her little feet moved so quickly that
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her papa, who met her half way,
made her laugh very much by
saying:
“And where is my little bird
going so fast !”
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CHAPTER IV
FIS H IN G. A. N. D. FIS HE S.
O MAMMA l’ cried little Georgie, as
he ran into the drawing-room one
fine afternoon, “may we all go in a
boat? and may Willy get us a fish
for dinner out of the water? Papa
says we may, if you don't deject.”
“If I don't object, I suppose you
mean,” said Mrs. Dudley, laughing.
“No, I sha'n't object at all if papa
means to go with you.”
“Yes! he does! he does ' " said
Georgie, clapping his hands. “O
what fun it will be l’”
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And the little man rushed off to
tell the others.
There was soon a great bustle of
preparation, and much running back-
ward and forward of little feet in the
house; but at last Mrs. Dudley saw
them all depart, and sat down to hel
work again until their return.
The river was very close to the
house, so that but little time was
lost in going down to the boat out
of the hour and a half during which
they were to be absent. Like most
other mothers, Mrs. Dudley had her
secret fears when her little folks
were in a boat; but as an old boat.
man was with them to row, and papa

to take care that no one tumbled
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overboard, she would not allow her.
self to think of danger until nearly
half an hour beyond the appointed
time had passed away. Then, just
as she was becoming very uneasy,
the whole party appeared hastening
up the garden path. -
Yes, they were all there. Not one
was missing. The anxious mamma
had counted them all twice over in a
minute; but one thing was strange,
papa was carrying Georgie, and that
young gentleman seldom submitted
to be carried now.
She opened the drawing-room win-
dow, which was down to the ground,
and went out to meet them. It was
already getting dusk, but before she
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had gone many steps she saw that
her little boy was wrapped in his
papa's great coat. Then her heart
began to fail her, and she hastened
on to see what was the matter. As
she came close up to them papa said
something quite low to his little boy,
and then up came Georgie's face to
smile at his mamma, as he said in a
low tone:
“I’m not hurt, dear mamma; only
I want some dry clothes.”
Poor Mrs. Dudley turned pale as
she kissed her youngest darling, and
then, without speaking, looked to
her husband for an explanation.
Mr. Dudley answered cheerfully,
“O he's all right; only very wet.
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You had better undress him, and
put him into bed, and let him have
something warm to drink.”
And, as they had come up to the
house, he walked quickly in with his
little burden, and went straight up
stairs to Georgie's bedside, calling
nurse to come and help him.
Mrs. Dudley followed, and so did
Amy and Willy, who both looked
very pale.
No one asked any more questions;
but Mrs. Dudley and nurse stripped
off the wet clothes as fast as possible,
while Amy was dispatched to the
kitchen with some flannel which was
to be made hot by the fire.
Georgie's face was almost white-
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but his hands and feet were blue
with cold; and he trembled violently,
and sobbed a good deal as they
rubbed him dry with towels; but,
when the warm flannel came, and
the nice warm night-dress, and when
papa, mamma, and nurse had rubbed
all his limbs till they became quite
warm again, he soon began to get a
little pink into his face, his sobs
ceased, and he lay quite still on the
pillow, and was soon fast asleep.
Then all the others went away
that there might be no noise to dis-
turb him; but Mrs. Dudley sat
watching her darling, and scarcely
took her eyes off his face as long as
he slept.
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In about two hours, however, he
roused a little and opened his eyes.
It was more than his bed-time now ;
and, I dare say, he would have shut
them again, and gone to sleep for
the night, but the sight of his dear
mamma brought back the thoughts of
what had happened. He put his arms
around her, and began to chat in his
usual way; but Mrs. Dudley would
not let him talk of the accident just
then. She was glad to find that he
was as warm as toast now ; but as
she thought that he must want some-
thing to eat, she called to nurse for
the bread and milk which she was
keeping ready for him; and while
he was eating that she spoke softly
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to him about God's great goodness
in keeping him from drowning, and
told him how he ought to thank him
more than any one else.
Then, when Georgie had finished
his supper, and had joined his hands
to whisper his own baby-words of
thanksgiving, she smoothed his pil-
low, and laid him down again to
sleep, leaving nurse to sit by him
while she went to join the party
below, and hear about the accident.
Mr. Dudley told the story.
They had a delightful sunny row;
the children had been very good,
and had sat very still; and in a short
time the boat had been brought to
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and where every one was to wait in
silence for the coming of the fishes.
Some people, we know, will do this
for hours together; but these small
people were only expected to be
quiet for one half hour. It was
nearly up, when, at the same mo-
ment, Willy and the old fisherman
said, º
“I’ve got a bite.”
But somehow or other, instead of
drawing up their prizes, both of
them seemed to be in some diffi-
culty; and the excitement of the
little ones required papa to be more
watchful than usual, when Willy
cried out,
“O do, please, come here. It's a
-
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monstrous fish, and my line is en-
tangled in the weeds!”
The old man could not go, for
his fish also was dodging in and
out among the reeds and rushes
which were growing under the water,
and he had enough to do to secure
that. So Mr. Dudley went across to
Willy, and in a few minutes they
brought their fish to the surface.
“Here he is at last !” cried Willy,
as he disentangled it from his hook,
and threw it into the boat.
But as the poor fish fell gasping .
at his feet there was a loud splash
in the water, a cry, and then a
scream from Amy. Georgie had
fallen overboard.
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His excitement at the announce-
ment that the fish was coming had
made him forget the caution not to
move. In an instant he had spurng
across the boat, behind his papa, to
see the line drawn in, and before
any one could turn or stop him, he
had disappeared under the water.
Happily, however, it was not very
deep, and in a minute he rose again
near enough for his papa to seize
hold of his frock and draw him in.
So George really had little more
than a cold bath; but then, un
happily, they were some way from
home, and there was nothing in the
boat with which he could be dried.
That was why he came back so
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cold, besides having got a terrible
fright.
However, next morning he was
quite well again, and only a little
bit afraid that papa would be angry
with him for having moved when
he had been told to sit still. But
Georgie was a little boy who never
willfully did what he was told not
to do; and so, when he said, “I
quite forgot, papa; I'll never do so
again,” his papa believed him, and
did not seem at all vexed.
Willy's fish was to be dressed for
dinner. It was large enough for all
to have a taste; and now it had been
dead some time. But Amy said,

“O, mamma, I didn't like to see it
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go flapping about in the boat, and
seeming as if it could not breathe.
I don't want to go fishing any more.
Then Willy added,
“How queer it is that we lose
our breath in the water, and that
fishes can't breathe out of it ! Their
lungs must be rather different from
ours, I should say.”
“So different that we can't call
them lungs at all,” said his mother.
“I thought you knew that, Willy.”
“O they are called gills, of course,”
he said; “but what do they do for
the creatures? Do they hold such a
supply of air that once or twice fill-
ing does? Lots of fishes don't come
up very often to breathe, I suppose?”
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“There is some air in the water,
and fishes know how to use up that,
I believe,” said his mother.
“In the water! I don't under-
stand,” said Willy.
“Then Amy shall try an experi-
ment which will convince both you
and her, I think,” returned Mrs.
Dudley. “See, I will light a candle,
and pour some water into this bottle.
Now, do you think that there is air
in this water in the bottle?”
“I can't see any,” said Willy; and
Amy added, “No, there is none at
all.”
“We shall see,” replied her mamma.
“Come, Amy, hold the bottle over
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yourself on fire. Mind, I only let
you do it because I am by. Now
watch. What do you see coming
up to the top of the water?”
“Little tiny bubbles,” said Amy,
“just like the bubbles in that nice
drink you gave me the other day.
Where do they come from, mamma”
“These bubbles are really the air
which the water carried down as
it fell from the bottle. Don't you
always make bubbles by blowing air
into water? So you see there is air
in water; and now, if a little fish
were in it too, he would know how to
use it up. Fishes must have air as
well as we, though they don't want -


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for fish in what we call stagnant
water—I mean water that does not
move. There are plenty of fish in
the sea; for the wind blows over
that, and ruffles up the water, so
that it rises in great waves, which,
when they fall, bring down plenty of
air. There are many rivers, too, which
come dashing down over rocks and
stones, and so get plenty of air into
the water. All fishes have their own
fancies about the kind of water they
like; and the quantity of air which
they want is according to the way in
which they are made, but they all
must have some.”
“But why can't they breathe better

out of water altogether instead of
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worse?” said Willy. “That's what
I can't understand.”
“Because the gills with which
they breathe dry up, and will not
act unless they are in the water,”
said his mother. “So you see fishes -
are drowned in the air and we in the
water, because we are differently
made. But all fishes are not alike,
and there are some few which are so
made that they can live either on º
land or in water, as the eel, for in-
stance, and a still more curious In-
dian fish, which can stay on shore
several days, and even delights to
climb up the straight palm-trees.
But these creatures carry a supply of
water with them in cells near to
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their gills. What do we call crea.
tures which can live either on land
or water?”
“Am-phibi-Ous animals,” replied
Willy. “There's a nice word for
you, Amy.”
“Yes,” said Amy, “and I know
you think I shall forget it, but I
wont, as you'll see.”

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CHAPTER V.
C O U S IN M A U. D. A. G. A. IN.
I Told you that Maud had gone to
her own home some time ago, and
you will not be surprised to hear
that she wanted to see her own papa
and mamma. She was an only child,
and they loved her very much, and
she loved them better than any other
people in the world. But for all that

Maud's mamma knew that it was not
good for her to be always with them,
and that just because she was an
only child it was better for her to be
often with people who had children
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of their own; for when she was at
home, her mother could not help
constantly thinking about her and
watching her, so that Maud must
feel herself to be one of the principal
people in the house.
Now this is not good for any little
girl or boy. It is better, indeed, for
all of us to have plenty of people to
give up to, so that we get pushed
into a corner sometimes, and cannot
have every thing just as we wish.
So Maud's mother let her go wher-
ever she could be of any use, and
taught her to think more of doing
good to other people than of making
herself comfortable. And Maud was
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be a very unselfish one, which is a
most uncommon thing, though if any
of my little readers should be only
children I am afraid they do not
think so. Perhaps if they would be
persuaded to look into their own
hearts, and find out who it is that
they try oftenest to please, they
might, in time, come to agree with
me, and then I think that they would
be so disgusted with themselves that
they would try to turn over a new
leaf
Well, when Maud returned home
of course she was welcomed with a
great deal of love and kindness, and
neither her papa nor her mamma
seemed as if they could bear her to
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be out of their sight. Only, as she
had been having such long holidays,
she was obliged to work rather hard
at her lessons to make up for lost
time, for she found that several of
her young friends had quite got
before her.
There were lots of poor people,
also, to whom her mamma often sent
little presents by her, who were very
anxious to see her again. So she had
a busy time and a very happy one,
and much as she had liked staying
at her uncle's house she could not
help feeling that there was no place
like home, and almost wishing that
she might never have to leave it

again.
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But it was not long before there
came a letter from Mrs. Dudley to
Maud, telling her how Amy missed
her, and how very often she said that
she wished Maud could come back
again; and inside it was a little
note from Amy herself, in which
she said:
“O Maud I am not half so happy
without you, because you helped me
to be good. I have been idle three
times since you went away, and
twice I was cross to Georgie. Do
come back as soon as you can, I want
you so much ' "
When Maud read this letter she
did not feel quite so happy as she
had done before, for she seemed as if
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she wanted to be in two places at
once. It seemed to her as if Amy
were her own little sister, and she
wished very much that her own
papa's house and that in which Amy
lived were quite close together, so
that she might often go in to see
her, and help her on, as an elder sis.
ter can a little one. So she made up
her mind that whenever her mamma
could spare her again, and when she
thought it good for her to go away
for a little while, she would not
think for a minute about her pleasure
at home, but would go back again to
Amy Dudley. -
The time came at last that had
been talked about and the invita.

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tion came just as she had expected,
and it was accepted.
Maud's aunt came to stay with her
mamma, and the train carried Maud
herself back to her uncle's house.
But this was only to be a short
visit, not longer than three weeks at
most; and so both the cousins—in-
deed, I may say all four of them—
determined to make the most of it.
They had grand games together, and
what Georgie called “splendid fun,”
for it was holiday time for all. But
Maud had often been taught that
one kind of lessons are best learned
in play-time, when every one may do
just what he or she likes to do. I
wonder if you could guess whº that
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kind of lessons would be In case
you cannot, perhaps I had better tell
you. It is how to be kind and gen-
tle in play, how never to get out of
temper, and how not to spend the
time only in pleasing one's self.
Maud and Amy had many little
talks about these things, and they
arranged together different ways of
making the boys enjoy themselves.
, Willy, as I said, had lots of friends
of his own now, so of course he did
not always condescend to play with
girls, but sometimes even he got into a
famous game with them, and was sur-
prised to find how fast they could run
and how well they could play at ball.
Amy had often been vexed at his
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laughing at her for doing such things
“just like a girl;” but now Maud
and she often surprised him, and
when he did laugh at them they
joined in quite good-naturedly and
laughed too, so that, thanks to Maud,
nearly all quarrels were avoided
during those holidays.
Then the weather was unusually
fine, so that they got out a great
deal, and had many pleasant excur-
sions; and for wet days Mrs. Dudley
had provided them with a most de-
lightful book, which the three elder
ones read aloud by turns, for Amy
was not allowed now to back out
of her part. They all said that she
could read very well
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The book had a funny title. It
was called “Sunshine,” and from it
they learned many curious things
about the good which the sun does
to our world and to us by shining on
it. Willy and Maud had heard some
of them before, but to Amy they all
came quite fresh, and they were re-
lated in such a nice way that even
she did not think it a dry book.
She read one day:
“The sun does not move at all,
though many little folks think that
it does, and though not so very long
ago big folks thought so too.”
“O Maud ' " she cried, stopping
there, “I’m sure that the sun does

move, because in the morning it is
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out there, and in the evening it is at
the back of the house. This book
must be wrong.”
“No, it isn't,” said Willy, laugh-
ing. “Don’t you know that it is the
earth that moves, and not the sun
at all?” -
“Don’t, Willy,” said Amy, think-
ing that he was laughing at her; but
Maud said:
“It is quite true, Amy. My mam-
ma taught me that, and she said that
it is because we move so fast that the
sun seems to be moving. Don't you
know how all the houses and trees
look as if they were moving when
you are in a train, though they don't


move at all?”
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Then she took up an orange that
was on the table and pushed a knit-
ting needle right through it, and
then swung the orange round and
round on the needle, and at the same
time moved it all round a flower
WaSe.
“There, Amy,” she said. “Now
you must suppose that vase to be the
sun and this orange our earth. There
is nothing pushed through the earth,
but it goes round as if there was,
and it takes a day and a night to go
round. To the side which is nearest
the sun it is day, and to the other
side it is night. But it goes round
the sun at the same time, only a


long way off it, and it takes a whole
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year to get round. Do you under-
stand now * * *
Amy thought she did a little, and
Georgie asked what we should do if
there were no sun.
“Why, we should be all in the
dark,” said Willy, laughing, “and
be rather cold, too.”
“I think we should all die,” added
Maud, seriously, “for there would be
nothing to eat. Nothing will grow
without sunshine.”
“And there would be no colors
either,” rejoined Willy, “for you
know it is light which makes colors
come into things. Don't you remem.
ber, Amy, those hyacinths which we
had in the winter? Mamma put
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them into a dark cupboard for a little
while, and when they came out the
leaves had begun to come up, but
they were all white.”
“Yes,” returned Maud, “and we
sometimes go to see a poor girl at
home who lives in a very dark street
—she can never go out, because she
is lame—and she likes to be in a dark
corner of the room, because the light
hurts her eyes. You can't think how
pale she is, and mamma says it is
because she lives in the dark.”
“I like the sun; he has got such
a nice round face,” said Georgie,
quizzically; “only he puts my eyes
out if I try to look at him. Isn't he
very rude?”
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They all laughed at Georgie's funny
little speech, and that Willy told
him he knew somebody who thought
that Georgie's own face was very like
the sun, because it was so round and
shiny.
Georgie looked as if he almost
thought that he ought to be of
fended; but Amy kissed both his fat
cheeks and patted them, and told him
that they felt very nice and soft, so
he changed his mind and seemed
rather pleased.
However, they did not read any
more that day, for while they were
talking about him the sun began to
show his pleasant face, and the
clouds, which had hidden it, began
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to move away very fast, and all the
children went to the window to see
whether there was any hope of get-
ting out that day.
Presently the sky began to look
quite bright, and there came out all
round the sun many large rays, which
Willy tried to make Georgie believe
were butterflies' wings, but the little
man was not to be taken in.
In a little while a beautiful rain-
bow appeared in the sky, the most
beautiful one, as Amy thought, which
she had ever seen, and she began to
wonder what a rainbow could be,
but no one could tell her, though
Willy said he knew he had heard
something about it, and that he
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believed the sun had something to
do with it.
Then Maud remembered that she
had seen a gentleman get the same
colors in a curiously-shaped piece of
glass by holding it to the light, and
that he said that after all it was only
one ray from the sun, which the glass
had split up into seven parts.
“O Amy! you should have seen
the colors,” she said, “they were so
pretty There were red and orange,
light blue and dark blue, and yellow
and green and violet. And look, I
can see them all in that rainbow !”
“Yes,” said Willy, after they had
made them out, “there they are; and
so I shouldn't wonder if the rainbow
Amy Dudley's Amusements. 99
is just a large ray which has got split
up by passing through a cloud, or
some thing or other, and then bent
over into that shape.”
Willy's papa came into the room
just as he was making this remark,
so they all appealed to him, and he
told them that Willy had made a
very good guess.
“But do you know,” continued
Mr. Dudley, “I was talking to a
photographer the other day, and he
told me.”—
Here Georgie interrupted his papa
by asking, “What is a tographer?”
at which all the other children
laughed; but Mr. Dudley said:
“Never mind, my little man; al-
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ways ask me when you don't under-
stand a long word, and I wont laugh
at you. A photographer is a person
who takes likenesses without either
a pencil or a paint-brush.”
“O, I know!” cried Georgie; “one
made a picture of me on Monday.”
“Did he 3’ said his papa. “Why,
I never heard of it !”
“O Georgie, you shouldn't have
told now !” cried Amy and Willy,
in a breath. “Papa, we meant it for
a birth-day present for you, and we
didn't want you to know.”
“O dear! dear! and what is to be
done now "said Mr. Dudley. “Why,
Georgie, how came you to let the cat
out of the bag?”
Amy Dudley's Amusements. IOI
Poor Georgie got very red, and
said:
“I quite forgot.”
“So his papa gave him a kiss, and
said:
“Well, I am sure I shall like my
birth-day present very much if it is a
good likeness, only I don't know how
I am ever to bottle up my curiosity
until the right day comes.”
Then Georgie picked up his cour.
age, and said:
“The gentleman made me stand just
like this, papa, and he made me keep
so very still; and then he went and
peeped into a box and took out such
a very light picture of me. But
we've got a dark one now, and I
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wonder whether you'll know that it's
meant for me.”
“What could it have been that
made that picture come so quickly,
my little man 2" asked his papa, lift-
ing him on to his knee. And Georgie
opened his eyes very wide, as if he
had never thought of that before;
but Amy said:
“Do tell us, papa!”
“So Mr. Dudley answered:
“Well, I suspect this wonderful
sun up in the sky had something to
do with it. Don't you think that
one part of the box, as Georgie calls
it, was left open that some rays of
light might get in 4"
“Yes, it was, papa,” replied Amy.
Amy Dudley's Amusements. Io9
“Ah, I thought so!” said Mr.
Dudley. “So then it was those rays
of light which drew the picture.”
“How very funny!” said Amy.
“I wonder how they could !”
“That is more than I can tell you,”
answered her papa. “But I know
that the light which comes from a
candle or from a gaslight will not do
it, so you see the sun's light is better
than any other.”
“Uncle,” said Maud, “why is it
that people who live in dark places
look so pale 2 and why do plants
grow white when they are kept in
the dark?”
“Because these same rays of the
sun, which draw such nice pictures,
7
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º
cannot get at them,” replied her
uncle; “and when that is the case
both the people and the plants grow
sickly, because the people's blood
does not turn red enough, and the
plants' blood does not run green
enough; and neither people nor
plants can be strong and well unless
their blood is of the right color.”
“I didn't know that plants had
any blood,” said Georgie in aston-
ishment.
“We call it sap, Georgie,” answered
his papa, “and it ought to make the
stems and leaves of the plants look
nice and green, just as the blood of
little boys and girls should give them
rosy cheeks and lips; but it does not
Amy Dudley's Amusements. 105
unless it has plenty of the sun's light.
See, then, what a great friend the sun
must be to us!”
“I wonder how anything can do
us good that doesn't touch us!” said
Willy.
“But the sun's rays do touch us,
my boy,” answered his papa; “they
are always traveling from the sun to
our earth, and it is only when they
touch us that they do any good.
Why, it is because some of these rays
touch your eyes that you can see any
thing; and when people are blind it
is because something prevents the
rays from getting into the right part
of the eye. They touch your face
too, and your hands, and so they get
106 Amy Dudley’s Amusements.
at the blood and do something to it
which makes it red; and little boys
and girls want a great many of these
rays, because they are growing. That
is why I like you all to be a great
deal out of doors. You know what
nice red faces many children have
who are out of doors nearly all day
long.”
“Little Jamie has not a red face,”
said Amy, “and he is out from morn-
ing to night. How is that, papa?”
“Because little Jamie is ill,” said
her papa. “Nothing will ever make
him rosy again, I am afraid, because
the works inside him are out of order
and cannot do their part properly.
A branch which is broken off the
Amy Dudley’s Amusements. Ioy
trunk cannot grow, however warm
the sun may be, nor can a little boy
whose stomach is so ill that it cannot
melt up the food.”
“Papa,” said Amy, “is not the
sun a very long way off?”
“Yes, a very long way indeed,
Amy,” answered Mr. Dudley. “It
is millions and millions of miles away
from us. That is why it looks so
small as it does. If you could see it
quite near, you would find that it is
a large world instead of only the yel.
low ball which it looks to be.”
“Then don't these funny rays of
light take a long, long time in coming
all that great way?” pursued Amy.
“No; they hardly take any time
Io8 Amy Dudley's Amusements.
at all, considering the distance,” re-
plied her papa, “ because light travels
more quickly than any thing. Don't
you know how fast the flashes of
lightning go?”
“O yes, they do 1" cried Georgie;
“just like that,” and he moved his
hand before his sister's face.
“A great deal faster than that,
Georgie,” said his papa, laughing,
“or they would never get through
their day's work. However, now
you understand how much good the
sun's light does to us, tell me if there
is any thing else that you like which
we get from him.”
“We get heat, too,” said Willy.
“Yes; and that is worth even
Amy Dudley's Amusements. Io9
more to us than light, for we cannot
live at all without heat.”
“People are warm inside though,
papa, without the sun's help, because
their blood is warm; and mamma
told us that, in some wonderful way
or other, that gets warmed in our
lungs by meeting the air.”
“That is true enough, Willy,
replied his papa, smiling, “but what
do you think the air itself would be
like if there were no sun ?”
“I’m sure I don't know.” said
Willy. -
“Neither do I,” rejoined his father.
“And now, as I think you have all
puzzled your brains enough for one
day, you had better go off to play.”
IIo Amy Dudley's Amusements.
CHAPTER VI.
A N E V E N IN G T A L. K.
“O YEs, do come and play,” said
Georgie, pulling Maud by the hand,
“I am so tired of hearing you all
talk.”
“Well done, Master Georgie ' "
cried Willy, hoisting the little fellow
on to his shoulder. “We never hear
your voice, do we? You think too
much to let your tongue run as fast
as ours. What shall we do, old boy?
It's too wet to go into the garden
yet.”
“Come into the play-room and
Amy Dudley's Amusements. III
give me a nice ride, Willy,” said
Georgie, in a coaxing tone.
“All right,” returned Willy; “but
I don't believe that you've given that
horse of your's a mouthful to eat to-
day, and he never gets a breath of
air, poor creature. I declare you
treat him shamefully.”
“He never kicks me, if I do,” re-
turned Georgie, patting the neck of
his rocking-horse and riding away
with as much pleasure as if he had
been seated on the finest beast in the
world.
Willy stood very patiently for a
bit, for Georgie was never allowed to
ride unless some one watched him,

because he had once fallen off and
I 12 Amy Dudley's Amusements.
given his head rather a serious knock.
And meanwhile Maud and Amy were
busy getting the dolls ready for a
walk, in case the weather quite
cleared in time for one. Not that
Maud played with dolls herself when
she was at home now, but because
Amy was particularly fond of them,
and required a good deal of advice
and assistance about their clothes.
A game of “puss in the corner.”
succeeded, when Georgie dismounted
from his steed, and then one at
“blind man's buff;” and the merry
voices which Mr. Dudley heard as he
passed the door told him that his
advice had been taken in earnest.

After dinner the rain was found to
Amy Dudley's Amusements. I 13
have quite dried up, and the roads,
at least, were pronounced to be quite
fit for walking; so they started off
for the shepherd's cottage, that Amy
might have the pleasure of introduc.
ing Maud to her little friend Sukey
and the thrush that once hurt him-
self so badly.
Willy was in particularly high
spirits, and he charmed Amy greatly
by mounting to the top of a broken,
ruined old wall for the express pur-
pose of fetching her some pretty
white flowers for which he saw she
was longing.
She was almost afraid that he
would break his legs in performing
the feat, but he came down quite
I 14 Amy Dudley's Amusements.
safely, and declared that the wall
was no height at all.
The walk turned out to be rather
too long a one for Georgie's little
legs, so Willy's services were required
again in carrying his young brother;
but for all that he seemed to enjoy
himself exceedingly, as indeed people
generally do when they try what
they can do for other people, and
don't think about pleasing them.
selves at all.
They all came home with capital
appetites for tea; and afterward the
garden was found to have become so
nearly dry that, with thick boots on,
they were able to go into it for a
thorough romp.
Amy Dudley's Amusements. I 15
So this was altogether a very
happy day; and when Amy and
Georgie were at last sent to bed,
and Willy had gone to see after his
rabbits, Maud thought that the even-
ing was so pleasant that she rambled
away into the shrubbery, wishing
more than ever that her own home
was quite near to her uncle's house,
so that she might be with her dear
papa and mamma, and yet have her
cousins to play with whenever she
wished. She seemed to love them
more and more, and to feel more re-
ally a child herself when she was
with children, and besides Willy had
just told her that he wished she

could always live with them.
1 16 Amy Dudley's Amusements. .
While Maud was thinking thus to

herself, she saw that the clouds were
getting very golden, and that under.
neath them the sky was becoming
quite red; and then she knew that
the sun was just going to set over
the hills, so she stood still to watch it.
Maud's mother loved sunsets, and
so her child had been accustomed to
watch them with her, and perhaps
the things which they had read that
day made her look at this one with
new eyes, as people say.
Amy was in bed when she returned
to the house, and when Maud went
to bid her good-night she was very
curious to know why she stayed out

so late.

Amy Dudley's Amusements. I 19
“I was looking at the lovely colors
in the sky, and thinking about lots
of things,” was Maud's answer.
“What things?” asked Amy,
eagerly.
“O, not what you think!” answered
her cousin, laughing.
She knew that Amy's head was
full of a certain plan about a picnic,
and guessed that she fancied that the
prospects of fine weather had been
in her mind.
“There were things in that book
which uncle gave us that you said
you could not understand, Amy,”
continued Maud; “all that about
colors, you know, and I could not

understand it properly, but”—
12o Amy Dudley's Amusements.
“O no " Amy broke in, “I
couldn’t; and I can't make out how
the gold-colored sun makes the sky
look all red and orange, and purple
too. It was quite purple to-night,
Maud, in one place, and underneath
it was all light, almost green, I
declare l’”
“Uncle says it is of no use for you
to puzzle your head about that just
yet,” replied Maud, “and that I had
better wait a year or two before I
think much about it; but that wasn't
what I was thinking about.”
“Then what was it !” said Amy
again.
“I hardly know how to tell you,”
replied Maud, “because so many
Amy Dudley's Amusements. 121
things come into my head; but they
were most of them about a long talk
that mamma and I had one evening
last summer.”
“There was a poor old man in our
village, and he had just died. We
talked about him, and mamma said
that his death was like a sunset. I
could not think what she meant, so
she told me what a good man he had
been, and how he had loved Jesus
and tried to get every one to serve
him. She said that he used to look
so kind and happy that, when he
went home in the evening, they said
it was like sunshine. And now he
had gone away the sunshine seemed
to be gone from his house; but then
8

122 Amy Dudley's Amusements.
he had died so calmly and peacefully
that it was quite beautiful and just
like the sunset. Do you see why,
Amy Z *
Amy did not at all; so Maud
said:
“Mamma told me, or else I should
not have thought of it. When the
sun sets we don't feel very miserable,
and say, “Ah, we shall never see him
again l’ do we? We expect to see
him to-morrow. He will rise again
to-morrow morning, wont he 4”
‘Yes, and make the sky all light
again,” said Amy.
“And our old man will rise
again,” rejoined Maud, solemnly.


“He talked about that a great deal
Amy Dudley's Amusements. 123
while he was dying, and said that
he should come out of the grave
much more beautiful than he went
into it. O Amy! wont it be a won-
derful day when all the graves burst
open and all the dead people come to
life again?”
“Yes; but they wont all be glad,”
answered Amy in a low voice. “O
Maudſ don't you want to know
whether we two shall be glad or
sorry?”
“If we belong to Jesus Christ we
shall be very glad indeed,” returned
Maud, and her face brightened as she
added, “and he is called the Sun of
Righteousness, you know. The sun
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124 Amy Dudley's Amusements.
the world was dark then; and yet if
he had not died we never could even
have thought of going to heaven,
there never could have been a sun-
rise for us, for I am sure we don't
deserve it. We must have gone
down where it is always dark”—
“Maud,” said Amy, interrupting
her, “mamma says that every one is
wicked; but I don't see that you
ever do any naughty things.”
“God does, though,” said Maud,
sadly. “He knows how often I am
really cross and selfish when you don't,
and he knows that I hardly love him
at all, after all he has done for me.”
“Don’t you love God?” cried
Amy in surprise.

Amy Dudley's Amusements. 125
“I want to love him,” answered
Maud, kissing her that she might not
see the tears that came into her eyes;
“but nobody knows what a horrid
heart I have got. It's so cold and so
hard.”
Amy only answered by a little
sigh; and after a minute Maud
said:
“But the Bible says that Jesus
came into the world to save even the
chief of sinners, so I hope that he
will save me. You know that he
died because we sinners deserved to
die for ever; and God laid on him
the iniquity of us all. That means
all our sins. So our punishment was
laid on him too; and if we believe

126 Amy Dudley's Amusements.
in him we shall be forgiven. I often
ask him to make me believe really.
Do you, Amy Z’’
“Yes,” said Amy, laying her head
on her cousin's shoulder; “and mam-
ma told me once that, if we do really
believe, we shall be sure to try to
please him. You do that, dear Maud,
I know.” --
Maud did not answer directly, and
in a minute Amy said:
“I wonder why Jesus is called ‘the
Sun of Righteousness!”
“I hardly know,” answered Maud,
quickly; “but we ought not to say
texts without thinking what they
mean. Let us see if we can find out.

I suppose it is because he does some
Amy Dudley's Amusements. 127
things for our souls, like what the
sun in the sky does for our bodies.”
“It does people good to go out in
the sun sometimes when they have
been ill,” said Amy; “and the verse
says the Sun of Righteousness will
rise with healing in his wings. Don't
you think that is because people have
sick souls as well as sick bodies,
Maud : "
“Yes, I do. Mamma says that
they are sick with sin. Then we get
light to see by the sun; and I re-
member now quite well that once
Mr. Laughton said in his sermon that
our souls are all dark, and that we
do not see even what our own hearts

are like until Jesus shines into them.”

128 Amy Dudley's A musement,
º
“But what does that mean?” said
Amy, looking perplexed.
“There is a blind girl in our vil.
lage,” returned Maud, “and she is
very ugly. But the people who live
in the same house with her have got
some very pretty daughters, and they
think a great deal of their being
pretty, and talk about it to every
one. And the girls are very vain;
and they go and stand by the glass
and talk to each other for a long
time about their hair and their eyes
and their fine clothes. So the blind
girl has heard all this, and she thinks
that it must be very nice to be pretty.
And one day she asked somebody

whether she was as pretty as these
Amy Dudley's Amusements. 129
other girls, and the old woman said,
“O yes, and a deal prettier too.”
“Why, then, she told a story,” said
Amy. “What a wicked woman 1"
“Yes; it was not good of her at
all. She did it partly in fun and
partly to please the blind girl; and
so you know, Amy, the girl quite
believed her, and ever since that she
has been so vain She goes strut-
ting about just as if she were a
princess, and is always wanting to
have fine new clothes. And it's all
because she is blind, you see; be.
cause if she were not she would have
seen in the looking-glass that she is not
pretty one bit. But I think that we

all make just the same mistake about

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our souls until Jesus has come to
shine into them. I mean that we
please ourselves by thinking what
noble, good hearts we have got, just
because we want light to see into
them by. But when the light comes,
then we are disappointed with our-
selves, as the blind girl would be if
she could just see herself for a little
while.”
Amy was very quiet for a few
minutes, and seemed as if she were
trying to make out whether what
Maud said was quite correct. Then
suddenly she exclaimed:
“But the sun gives us heat as
well as light.”
“Yes,” said Maud; “I was just


Amy Dudley's Amusements. 131
thinking of that, and I remember
now how that is like Jesus. Don't
you know - that heat melts most
things, as well as warming them :
And I am sure we want him to
warm our cold hearts, and melt
them too; I do, at least.”
“And so do I,” said Amy, laying
her head on her cousin's shoulder;
“and do you know I think there is
another thing that the sun does: it
makes things grow—flowers, I mean,
and trees and grass and corn.”
“And children too, I believe,”
added Maud. “People always tell
you that you should be out a great
deal—if you want to grow strong, at

any rate. I am glad you thought of

132 Amy Dudley's Amusements.
that, Amy, because we are told in
the Bible ‘to grow in grace; and I
often wondered how I could do that:
but now I see we must ask Jesus to
shine on us and make us grow; and
when we go to him it is like getting
into the sunshine.”
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