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The First Offence.
THE FIRST OFFENCE .
BX THE AUTHOR OP " A TRAP TO CATCH A SUNBEAM , " " OLD JOLIFPE , " ETC . AT the door of a pretty rustic cottage , situated in a romantic village in Surreysatone glowing Julevening
, , y , an old man , over whose head had rolled some seventy summers , watching , with a smile somewhat tinctured by sadness , the merry games of two children playing in the garden before him . The elder , a boy , had erected , with some bricks and slates , what in his imagination was a castle of great magnificence ; and he had been at some pains to
instil into the mind of the little girl , his companion , that he was a giant , and that she was to pretend to be a lady taking a walk , and he was to seize upon her and to carry her into his castle , from whence she was to be rescued by some imaginary being , with whom he was to fig ht . This bad been enacted once or twice successfully , inasmuch as the boy had been charmed by the genuine screams of terror elicited from the poor little girl as he raced after her , for so
fertile is childish imagination , that the slight form and small hands of the boy of twelve years old , were to Mabel Wilmot as awful as the Welch giant pourtrayed in her little storybook . At length she grew weary of these repeated alarms , and said , " No more of 'is game , Freddy , —Mabel ' tired . " " Oh , nonsense ! tired?—you ' re always tired just as the
fun begins . Go on again—now run—1 ' m coming . " " No , no , I sarn't , " answered the child , very decidedly . " Very well , then , —you ' re a nasty unkind thing Miss , and I know what I ' 11 do to pay you out , " and running back to his castle , he knocked it all down , seized one of the large bricks of which it was formed , and ran off to an arbour at
the end of the garden , in which Mabel had left a little waxen image of babyhood , in the shape of a very prettily dressed doll , and , hurling the brick at its head , it fell from the seat on which it was placed , and broke to atoms . Mabel , who had followed him to see in what way he would carry vor ,. II . e
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The First Offence.
THE FIRST OFFENCE .
BX THE AUTHOR OP " A TRAP TO CATCH A SUNBEAM , " " OLD JOLIFPE , " ETC . AT the door of a pretty rustic cottage , situated in a romantic village in Surreysatone glowing Julevening
, , y , an old man , over whose head had rolled some seventy summers , watching , with a smile somewhat tinctured by sadness , the merry games of two children playing in the garden before him . The elder , a boy , had erected , with some bricks and slates , what in his imagination was a castle of great magnificence ; and he had been at some pains to
instil into the mind of the little girl , his companion , that he was a giant , and that she was to pretend to be a lady taking a walk , and he was to seize upon her and to carry her into his castle , from whence she was to be rescued by some imaginary being , with whom he was to fig ht . This bad been enacted once or twice successfully , inasmuch as the boy had been charmed by the genuine screams of terror elicited from the poor little girl as he raced after her , for so
fertile is childish imagination , that the slight form and small hands of the boy of twelve years old , were to Mabel Wilmot as awful as the Welch giant pourtrayed in her little storybook . At length she grew weary of these repeated alarms , and said , " No more of 'is game , Freddy , —Mabel ' tired . " " Oh , nonsense ! tired?—you ' re always tired just as the
fun begins . Go on again—now run—1 ' m coming . " " No , no , I sarn't , " answered the child , very decidedly . " Very well , then , —you ' re a nasty unkind thing Miss , and I know what I ' 11 do to pay you out , " and running back to his castle , he knocked it all down , seized one of the large bricks of which it was formed , and ran off to an arbour at
the end of the garden , in which Mabel had left a little waxen image of babyhood , in the shape of a very prettily dressed doll , and , hurling the brick at its head , it fell from the seat on which it was placed , and broke to atoms . Mabel , who had followed him to see in what way he would carry vor ,. II . e