: Mousey by Stooke Eleanora H - Christian life Juvenile fiction; Orphans Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life Juvenile fiction; Girls Juvenile fiction; Families Juvenile fiction; Misers Juvenile fiction

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lk in the park, as he had done on that first Sunday she had spent at Haughton. It pleased the little girl to mark the difference in the foliage of the trees from one week to another; and she watched the spring give place to summer with keen delight.

"How warm it is, Cousin Robert," she remarked one beautiful Sunday in May as they strolled along the smooth, winding paths. "It will soon be summer now."

"Aye," he answered, "that it will."

"See, the flower-beds have been freshly planted," the little girl continued. "There are some geraniums, and there are some heliotropes, and a lot of plants I don't know."

"Stocks," Mr. Harding informed her, pausing to look at the seedlings. "I'm very fond of stocks--I remember we always had them in our garden at home."

"At home?" Mousey questioned wonderingly.

"I mean my boyhood's home--where I lived when my parents were alive."

"It wasn't in Haughton, I suppose?"

"No. I was born and bred in a small village. I never had sister or brother, so when my parents died I came to Haughton to try to make a fortune--and succeeded."

The old man's eyes glistened proudly for a moment then softened as he continued--

"My mother used to be fond of stocks. She was a good woman, was my mother."

"Did you feel very lonely after she died?" Mousey asked gently.

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