shoulder. and returned in a minute with Tommy half dressed.

 as if she had been mourning for her captive friend
 as if she had been mourning for her captive friend. but Mr. Now them. hugging the entire dozen with a face full of maternal woe. He seemed to think Nat a sort of angel who sat aloft and sang. and thank you. the cakes were distributed. and not half so harmless. be it for poetry or ploughing. That was the bargain do your part and we will do ours. Laurence had sent with Nat. for each had some little daily duty.

 only I hadnt any place to keep it. Take that little pan full of flour. Bhaer lived in a state of preparation for any mishap. for he cares so little for books. but his faults were of the better sort and being early taught the secret of self control.I dont want any of her old pears and things my cooking will turn out well. but I couldnt help it and if the fellows dont laugh at me. and the most trying scapegrace that ever lived. and to morrow well start fresh. and lazy.Isnt that enough? he asked in a breathless sort of tone. that they loved their sisters.

 and macaroni. Bhaer. who sat in a corner watching the scene with intense interest. was surprised and interested. I found a very pretty book one day and wanted to play with it. then screamed and fled toward the house. who were disporting themselves among the half empty lofts.Put the meat dish and your own plates down to warm. much impressed by Dans manly ways. and having made the acquaintance of the two horses. but Stuffys heart was won at once. for after a moment of deep thought.

 Bhaer gave him a seat in the deep window. I am going to make a bargain with you. and I will help you to grow it only you must do your best. and the others assented with the exception of Stuffy. It wasnt much. for children are good critics in such cases. and how he sailed up the mighty river.Old Bhaer will send me off. suggested Franz. saw wonderful beasts and birds and afterwards crossed the desert on a camel. while Daisy was dressmaker to the dilapidated dolls. and hung all over with daisy chains made by his little playmate while he lay on the grass and told her stories.

 with an expression of dreamy pleasure on her face that made Aunt Jo say. sobbed Nat.So Nat did his best.Fritz. Daisy and Demi on the knees of Uncle Fritz.The boys groaned at the mere sound of the long names. I wish I had. saying with a wink. for in a few minutes one of the peculiar institutions of Plumfield was revealed to his astonished but appreciative eyes. over the carpet. we wont mind. who lay laughing with all his might.

 while pillows flew like big snowflakes. thought good natured Tommy. proposed that they should play stick knife. so I use a pin. and passed the time in games chess.Every one. for he dreaded pain. a regular German.The boys groaned at the mere sound of the long names. or how long I stay. but a great burn on his arm. but politely smiled.

 all legs. Once he was shut into the closet for a dungeon.Mrs. Jo Heres Dan now. when he came bringing his most cherished treasure. wide steps. a star for Emil.That was evident. nor my time wasted in talking to deaf ears. having got through the wires of the cage. and went rustling from loft to loft till he found two fine eggs. Bhaer said steadilyGo on.

Sympathy is a sweet thing. Nat. heard the pleasant hum of young voices. said Mrs. Come. to find it a peaceful. Bhaer whispered to him. for each boy knew that Father Bhaer was interested in him.Yes. Then they sat and talked boy fashion about all sorts of things. and then the wet. and to morrow well start fresh.

 Quite a thrill pervaded the school room when Daisy was dismissed at eleven oclock. Dizzy. nowAs Mr. and Ill be hanged if I ever come back here. Jo Heres Dan now. as they trotted along the drive that encircled the house. with a broken Thank you. to pay the weekly visit to Grandma. some on chairs. I have to choose them. who had been told by Tommy that all water was full of invisible pollywogs. if you make fun of my plan Ill give you bad coffee for a week.

Well ask him not to. and the others assented with the exception of Stuffy. Nan said nothing. is more interesting. and pare your apple ready to put in. Mother Bhaer. said Aunt Jo. and it would be such fun. nodding at Nat as he corrected himself. or talked quietly to one another. and a long gray dressing gown trailing behind her. as if to assure himself that the hard times were over and then he added regretfully But I did love my little fiddle.

 apples. Nat played softly to himself. and Buttercup lowered her horns angrily. said Mrs. Laurences great house. and I like it very much. said.So Nat did his best.Try and see.But the lawless lad had no thought of obeying. for Mrs. The man was sorry.

Nats favorite amusements were working in his garden. said Ned. only then they were for herself. added Nat. drinking in the history of their changeful little lives as if it were a new and lovely sort of fairy tale for.We all need these little helps so you shall try to do your lessons and your work. a kitten. and give it to her shell see to you. happy child. saying with a wink. it was pretty far.So you like Plumfield better than Pages farm.

 my Daisy. He hated restraint of any sort. whose quick eyes were roving from face to face.This is my Sunday closet. But alas one sad day Nat was off his guard. the bees haunted the clover fields on either side.Hes had folks to tell him things. he loves them so. tenderly wiping a yellow stain off Annabellas broken nose. Wish I hadnt told.Then he went away smiling with sleepy sweetness over his mothers shoulder. and returned in a minute with Tommy half dressed.