{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3150", "width": "2043", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "LIBRARY OF CONGRESS.\\nChap... Copyright No.\\nUNITED STATES OF AMERICA.", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "GRANDFATHER S\\nStories in Rhyme\\n3i\\nBy\\nM.lb.lR.\\nA, D. 1900\\nTHE LEEDS BIDDLE CO.\\nPrinters and Publishers\\nJ0I9-2I Market St.\\nPhiladelphia, Pa.", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "rj-vVO COPIES RECEIVED.\\nLibrary of COBg^llH\\nOffice of \\\\U\\nM S -1900\\nHcjfister of Copyright*\\n\\\\Cf60\\nCopyright, 1900\\nBy M^iIvLiam H, Nicholson\\nf^^cv\\nSECOND COPY, Z^", "height": "3140", "width": "2018", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "T ediCdtion\\nTo My Grandchildren.\\nM} little boys, I like your noise\\nTis sound most sweet my ears to greet\\nThen cojue this ivay a7id make a stay,\\nIncrease my joys, my little boys.\\nThe cat may purr when sinoothed its fur.\\nAnd roosters crow the best they know,\\nThe dog may bark, loud sing the lark,\\nYet best your noise I like, my boys.\\nTho bees may hum, woodpeckers drum,\\nScreech loud the owls, cackle the fowls,\\nTho cows may low, and wi^ids may blow,\\nGive me your noise, my little boys.\\nA darksome day, when you re away.\\nNeeds you about with me? ry shout,\\nTo cheer the way, make bright the day,\\nDispel the blues while sad I muse\\nAnd tniss your noise, my little boys.\\nAnd you, my girls, a string of pcaiis.\\nWinsome and bright, with hearts so light,\\nAnd laughter gay in guileless way,\\nTo me you re dear, now life is sere.\\nTho less your noise than marks my boys,\\nYou have a place of sweeter g7 ace.\\nAnd with the boys give added joys.\\nSo to you all, both great and small,\\n1 710W iiidite, if they invite.\\nThese homely rhymes, on former times,\\nWhe7i young like you, a boy I grezv.\\nW. H. N.", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "THE YELLOW DOG,\\nWhen grandpa was a little boy\\nFull sixty years ago,\\nOne winter s day, he thought he d play\\nUpon the frozen snow.\\nBut how without a sled could he\\nGo coasting on the hill\\nAnd all alone he tried to find\\nSome thing its place to fill.\\nNow your papa has been so kind\\nYour hearts have never bled\\nTo think you d have to play in snow\\nWithout a pretty sled.\\nBut grandpa lived in earlier days\\nWhere boys were not so blest,\\n5", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "Aiid had to try some other way\\nTo have the fun in quest.\\nNo playmate had your grandpa then,\\nHe sallied out alone,\\nDetermined to enjoy himself\\nWithout a sigh or moan.\\nHe thought it would be ver}^ nice\\nUpon the slippery hill,\\nTo something have to ride upon\\nWith joy his heart to fill.\\nHe thought and thought, and looked around\\nIf so he might espy\\nA thing his purpose to fulfill\\nAdown the hill to fly.\\nThen underneath a little shed.\\nHe found a short smooth board,\\nJust big enough to sit upon\\nThe pleasure to afford.\\nTwas afternoon, the board he seized,\\nA shingle it was. called,\\nAnd hied him to the slippery hill\\nHappy, and unappalled.\\nOn top the hill he laid his board\\nAnd sat upon it straight.\\nHe gave a kick, and down the hill\\nHe slid a lively rate.\\nThe bottom reached, he took his board\\nAtop the hill again.", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "And up, and down, he gaily went\\nTill day began to wane.\\nHe noticed it was getting dark,\\nHe laid his board away,\\nAnd started for his pleasant home,\\nMuch as he d liked to stay.\\nBy time he reached his father s barn,\\nReal dark it did appear\\nYour grandpa was a timid lad\\nAnd he began to fear.\\nIt only was a little way\\nTo reach the kitchen now,\\nBut what stood in the path to it\\nSo like a big bow-wow\\nHe stopped quite still, though cold the air,\\nAnd thought, what shall I do\\nI m here, and see the kitchen lights.\\nAnd people there in view.\\nSo don t you think tw^as wise in him\\nTo shout a loud halloo\\nHalloo! he said, but no one heard\\nWhen first he thus had cried\\nSo louder still, he shouted it\\nAnd then they heard inside.\\nThen Henry opened wide the door\\nTo learn who shouted so\\nAnd finding whom it was, he cried\\nSuppose 370U let us know", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "Wli}^ you stand calling there so loud\\nUpon the frozen snow?\\nThen grandpa said, I m fraid to come\\nFor there twixt you and me\\nIs a great ugly yellow dog\\nAs you must plainly see.\\nThen Henry said, I see no dog,\\nCome run along to me.\\nThen grandpa said, I know there is,\\nTis plain as plain can be.\\nThen Henry came right past the dog.\\nNor seemed to fear at all,\\nAnd took your grandpa by the hand\\nAnd led him on withal.\\nRight by that dog they passed along,\\nNo growl or bark it gave;\\nBut grandpa soon the reason found\\nWhy Henry was so brave\\nFor would you think, that fearful dog\\nYour grandpa thought he saw,\\nWas but a red wheelbarrow there,\\nThat touched his heart wdth awe.\\nHe was somewhat ashamed to find\\nHe had been so deceived.\\nBut b3^ a warm and blazing fire\\nHe soon was quite relieved.\\nHis hands and feet and ears were warmed,\\nHis supper then he ate,", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "He kissed his pa, and then his ma,\\nAnd went to bed quite late.\\nNo doubt he slept a solid sleep\\nTill heard the roosters crow.\\nWhen up he bounced again to play\\nUpon the frozen snow.", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "THE SUN BONNET.\\nA boy in sun-bonnet,\\nYou may depend on it,\\nFeels sheepish and shy as can be.\\nYour grandpa is witness,\\nWho felt its unfitness,\\nWhen but a small fellow was he.\\nHis mother so loved him\\nShe purposely clothed him\\nTo save his complexion and clothes;\\nNor knew a bo}^ hated\\nTo be so instated.\\nAnd dressed in a way that he loathes.\\nA little sun-bonnet\\nHis head must have on it.\\nAn apron to shield him from dirt,", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "Then he could go playing,\\nIn sunshine go straying,\\nAnd not suffer sun-burn or hurt.\\nYour grandpa submitted,\\nThough feeling unfitted\\nTo meet any stranger that came,\\nAnd ran into hiding,\\nThere closely abiding\\nUntil way was opened again.\\nYour grandpa loved driving,\\nAnd always was striving\\nFor chances to manage a horse,\\nNor ever omitted,\\nWhen he was permitted.\\nTo ride in a wagon, of course.\\nWhen Prince was put to it.\\nSure was he to do it,\\nAnd take up the lines for a start.\\nAnd with your attention,\\nAt once I will mention\\nHow thus he was caught in a cart.\\nNow, never was chappie\\nThan grandpa more happy,\\nWhen once, in a cart with the men,\\nHe had on his bonnet\\nNor thought a word on it.\\nNor dreamed to be caught in it then.\\nNow Prince he admired", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "And never was tired\\nOf viewing the bonnv black beast\\nNo thought that a stranger\\nHis joy would endanger\\nDid trouble his heart in the least.\\nBut, lo Jimm}^ Glover,\\nDrew nigh in the clover\\nField close by the side of the lane;\\nThough slowly he gat on\\nWith broad brim-ed hat on,\\nAs he walked with a very long cane.\\nLook there s Jimmy Glover\\nRight near in the clover,\\nSaid one of the men in the cart.\\nThen grandpa, his bonnet,\\nPulled hard the strings on it,\\nBut couldn t the bonnet-strings part.\\nAt once he stopped driving\\nAs closely arriving\\nHe took- Jimmy Glover in view,\\nWhen flatly he got him\\nDown on the cart s bottom,\\nThe only thing that he could do.\\nThere lying he waited\\nTill Jimmy vacated,\\nWhen finished his talk with the men,\\nThen cautiously rising,\\nResumed exercising\\nThe pleasure of driving again.\\n12", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "A SLEIGH RIDE.\\nA sleigh-ride in my earlier days\\nWas an especial treat,\\nThough cold the air, and scant the wraps,\\nAnd cushionless the seat.\\nI now recall a thrilling ride\\nHad on a winter s day,\\nWhich so impressed my memory\\nIt lingers there to stay.\\nThen brightly rose the morning sun,\\nSnow covered all the ground,\\nThe sleighing good and cold the air,\\nOh, how my heart did bound\\nTo find my father was prepared.\\nIf mother wished to go,\\n13", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "To see her sister then in town,\\nBy sleighing through the snow.\\nMy mother and her Cousin R.\\nApproved of such a course,\\nSo father to the sleigh hitched up\\nOld Bob, his favorite horse.\\nA lot of good things then we took\\nFrom out our ample store,\\nThe rich proceeds of slaughtered swine\\nKilled several days before\\nSome sausages and tenderloins,\\nAnd other savor}^ meat.\\nWhich to our city friends we knew\\nWould be a welcome treat.\\nI snuggled in between the two.\\nMy mother and her guest.\\nWhile father stood in front to drive\\nAnd see the way the best.\\nHow cheerily the sleigh bells rang\\nWhile we pursued our way,\\nAnd echoed through the leafless woods,\\nWords fail me now to say.\\nIt was to me a joU}^ ride\\nClear to the river s shore,\\nWhere we expected in a boat\\nThen to be ferried o er.\\nBut lo, the river out of sight\\nBeneath both ice and snow\\n14", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "Looked like a level whitened plain,\\nWhere, passing to and fro,\\nWere sleds, and sleighs, and passengers.\\nAll moving in a line\\nAnd viewing this, we too drove on.\\nAnd thought it would be fine.\\nWe sped along upon the ice\\nAnd soon the city gained.\\nAnd made our visit to my Aunt,\\nWhere we to dine remained.\\nWhen came the time to start for home,\\nOnce more within the sleigh,\\nWe strove again the ice to cross\\nBefore the close of day.\\nThe river reached, adown the slip,\\nAnd on the ice once more,\\nWe little dreamed what would befall\\nEre reached the other shore.\\nBut Bob, then moved by some affright,\\nJust what, I cannot tell,\\nBegan to run with all his might,\\nAnd naught his speed could quell.\\nMy father stood and tightly drew\\nThe lines with all his force.\\nWhile air-holes closely were approached\\nBy his unruly horse.\\nThe wind was strong, and father s hat\\nSoon flew from off his head.\\n15", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "And then his wig, unloosened there,\\nFlapped up and down, and fled.\\nMy father s cloak the wind stretched out\\nMuch like a comet s tail,\\nAnd we, poor things, within the sleigh,\\nWere stricken deathh^ pale.\\nBut this mad chase came to an end,\\nWith no one hurt the least.\\nAs father guided towards a wharf\\nHis very headstrong beast.\\nThis checked his wild career so much\\nA man his bridle seized,\\nAnd Bob, at length his temper cooled.\\nWas settled down appeased.\\nThus stopped, about us came a crowd\\nTo see how we had fared,\\nAnd gratulations kindly gave\\nThat we our lives were spared.\\nMy father s wig a friendly hand\\nGave back to him again,\\nAnother tendered him his hat\\nFound on the icy plain.\\nThus put once more in moving trim,\\nWe started on our wa}^\\nAnd reaching soon our happy home.\\nClosed an eventful day.\\ni6", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "UPS AND DOWNS.\\nI had 1115 ups, I had my downs,\\nLike any other boy,\\nI had my play, I had my work,\\nNor was it always joy:\\nBnt now the several hurts I had\\nAre paining me no more.\\nAnd many pleasant memories\\nLoom up ni}^ mind before.\\nAnd if I tell a tragic tale\\nAnd note a little woe,\\nJust recollect it cites the past,\\nAnd ended long ago.\\nI then had caring for the sheep,\\nAnd fed them every day,\\n17", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "And mongst the duties that I did,\\nWas furnish them with hay.\\nWhen er I oped the sheep-house door,\\nThey gladly welcomed me,\\nAnd bleated out their hungry wants\\nAs best they could decree.\\nAt first I let them quench their thirst\\nWith water from the well,\\nWhich I had pumped with many strokes,\\nTill tired I befel.\\nAll in a row before the trough\\nThey put their noses in,\\nAnd when they d drank, I shoo dthem back\\nTo stay the pen within.\\nThen came the time to give them hay.\\nWhich once I thought to do.\\nAnd up the mow I climbed intent,\\nTo put the matter through.\\nBut, high aloft, I missed my hold.\\nAnd tumbled down below,\\nA fall I had not reckoned on,\\nAs any one might know.\\nMy little head the foremost came.\\nAnd struck a wooden sill,\\nAnd there I lay just like one dead,\\nAll stunned, and dazed, and still.\\nHow long it was I do not know,\\nBut when I oped my eyes,", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "Behold my sheep were viewing me\\nWith evident surprise.\\nThen slowly rising on my feet,\\nI felt my head was sore,\\nAnd lo, the blood came trickling down\\nMy cheek all red with gore.\\nAnd I was scared to find it so,\\nAnd slowly took my way\\nTo tell my mother of my plight,\\nAnd see what she would say.\\nShe saw her little boy before\\nHe reached the kitchen door.\\nAnd hurried out to learn his woes,\\nHis troubles to explore.\\nShe saw that blood was on his face;\\nIt touched her tender heart;\\nShe gently took him by the hand.\\nCondolence to impart.\\nAnd then I told her how it was,\\nAnd how my head was hurt.\\nAnd showed her all my bloody stains\\nAnd clothing stained with dirt.\\nThen right away she washed my face\\nAnd told me not to cry,\\nThen put a plaster on my head.\\nAnd bade me down to lie.\\nTwas supper- time, and then she gave\\nTo me a special treat.\\n19", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "Of things she knew I liked the best,\\nAnd much enjoyed to eat.\\nThen off to bed I straitl}^ went\\nAnd slept till morrow morn,\\nWhen, w^aking up, I wondered why\\nMy head felt so forlorn.\\nAnd then I felt the plaster there,\\nRemembering how it came,\\nThen dressed myself and went about\\nAs ever much the same.\\nMy wound got well, the plaster off,\\nI felt right well again,\\nBut where it was, no hair would grow\\nAs you may see quite plain.", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "W^ZM\\nON HORSEBACK,\\nIn early days twas my delight\\nTo drive and ride a horse\\nAnd of the perilous haps I had\\nThis was the greatest source.\\nWith shining coat and noble form\\nAnd gentleness and speed,\\nNo animal had half the charm\\nThat graced a gallant steed.\\nNo chance I missed to seize the rein\\nOr mount a horse s back,\\nAnd little thought I of the risk\\nIf prudence I should lack.\\nAnd so it was, one summer eve,\\nWhen all the work was done,", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "My father ordered everj^ horse\\nOut in the field to run.\\nThe field lay quite a space away\\nA nice stretch for a ride\\nSo every one of father s men\\nTook each a horse to stride.\\nI saw them mount, but Prince was left\\nAnd bridled for the fun\\nSo on his back I scrambled, proud\\nOut with the rest to run.\\nNo saddles on to hold unto,\\nFast sped we down the lane,\\nAnd frisky was my chosen pet\\nAs shortl}^ will be plain.\\nAway I flew, nor danger knew\\nTill bouncing towards his neck.\\nPrince took the chance to play a trick\\nI was too small to check:\\nFor high he kicked, as down a hill\\nHe swiftly made his way,\\nAnd I was tossed completely off\\nBut held the reins to sta3^\\nAnd so I hung beneath his nose\\nTill coming to a gate,\\nHe stopped, and let me touch the ground\\nI m happy to relate.\\nNo harm was done, except his hoof\\nStruck gainst one foot of mine\\nBut no such little thing as that\\nMade me more rides decline.", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "In proof of this, I ll now relate\\nAnother escapade,\\nWhich happened as I rode on Mike,\\nNor was the least afraid.\\nA letter I was asked to take\\nAbout a mile away,\\nAnd if I chose, I might ride there\\nUpon our dappled grey.\\nOf course I chose to ride the horse,\\nFor he was gay and kind\\nSo on his back I sallied forth,\\nWith happiness of mind.\\nMy way was by the old school house\\nWhere a b abs I learned.\\nAnd now were scholars gathered there\\nTo morning school returned.\\nThere, girls and boys all whom I knew\\nGazed on me as I rode,\\nAnd I was proud, as I discerned\\nThe envy that they showed.\\nBut very sure, it often is,\\nPride goes before a fall;\\nAnd surely you ll have proof of it\\nWhen heard my story all.\\nThe road was rough and frozen hard\\nWhere Mike pursued his way,\\nAnd there before the children s eyes,\\nMuch to my sore dismay.\\n23", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "He stumbled down upon the ground\\nWith me upon his back,\\nAnd fell upon one leg of mine,\\nProne on the wagon track.\\nMy other leg was loose enough,\\nTo kick him as he lay,\\nAnd this bestowed, he quickly rose\\nBut pinned me down to stay;\\nFor on my leg, he placed his foot,\\nShod with an iron shoe,\\nUntil I gave another kick,\\nWhen he his foot withdrew.\\nMeanwhile I tightly held his rein,\\nAnd gaining now my feet\\nI led him to a fence near by,\\nAnd on him took my seat.\\nThe ankle that he d stood upon\\nWas very sore hideed.\\nBut I did not disclose the fact,\\nTho sadly it did bleed\\nAnd soon I rode beyond the view\\nOf all the scholars there,\\nAnd did the errand sent upon\\nWith a determined air.\\nYet still within my heart, I felt,\\nWhile jogging on my way,\\nQuite mortified to think about\\nWhat would the children sa^\\n24", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "THE BLACK LAMB.\\nIt was in day.s when I became\\nSome eight or ten years old,\\nMy father had a dozen sheep\\nTo winter in his fold\\nAnd thinking I had naught to do,\\nBut might serve usefully,\\nHe let me know, if I but chose\\nHis shepherd I might be.\\nHow pleased I was the flock to feed,\\nAnd they were pleased with me.\\nFor Indian meal and turnips chopped,\\nIt gave them joy to see.\\nI fed them hay and watered them,\\nAnd bedded them with straw.\\n25", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "And proud I was of my white flock,\\nWhose frisky plays 1 saw.\\nEach early morn I hastened out\\nTo see how well they fared,\\nAnd gave to them the hearty meal\\nI had before prepared.\\nSometimes I found among the sheep\\nA little lamb new-born,\\nAnd then much pleased, I d hurry home\\nThe family to inform.\\nWhite were the sheep, and white the lamK\\nTill came another day.\\nWhen in I looked, and something black\\nUpon the straw there lay.\\nAnd what it was, I wondered much,\\nWhen to my great surprise.\\nUpon four feet it stood upright,\\nAnd could I doubt my eyes\\nIs it a lamb I asked myself.\\nAnd soon I found twas so;\\nFor right away its white mamma\\nFor it her love did show.\\nThen quickl}^ to the house I ran\\nAnd told what I had seen,\\nA little lamb as black as jet!\\nWhatever could it mean\\nThou surely art mistaken boy,\\nMy father calmly said;\\n26", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "But still I held that it was so,\\nAnd I was not misled.\\nWell, if its black I ll give it thee,\\nMy father then replied;\\nAnd I was overjoyed to learn\\nThe treasure I d espied.\\nYet hardly did they all believe\\nThe news I to them told.\\nWhen I invited all to go\\nAnd look into the fold.\\nAnd there before their wondering eyes\\nAs black as any crow,\\nThey saw, and could not doubt the fact,\\nFor what we see, we know.\\nAnd now I owned a little lamb,\\nAnd saw it day by day;\\nA black and frisky growing lamb\\nWith white ones joined in play.\\nAnd I was proud when it grew big,\\nAnd long had grown its wool,\\nFor then I had it sheared right off\\nAnd filled a big bag full.\\nThe wool I sold, and felt so rich\\nI now could nice things buy,\\nA pair of skates, a pocket knife.\\nOr pretty kite to fly.\\n27", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "THE OWL,\\nHear now of the owl,\\nThat queerest of fowl;\\nA quaint looking bird is he,\\nWith big open e3^es\\nHe looks very wise\\nBut only at night can he see.\\nTwo tufts on his head\\nLike himself, brownish red,\\nPerhaps you would call them his ears,\\nBut this they are not,\\nIn a different spot\\nHe catches whatever he hears.\\nIn day-time he hides\\nWhere darkness abides.\\n28", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "In cave, or an old hollow tree;\\nWhere he thinks to himself,\\nI m a safe little elf,\\nAnd no one can ever catch me.\\nBut I was the boy\\nThe wit to employ\\nTo do it, as soon you will see,\\nFor I spied out a nest\\nAn owl then possessed\\nWithin an old apple tree.\\nI said to myself.\\nMy queer little elf,\\nI ll catch you as sure as can be;\\nYou screech so at night\\nMy sisters you fright,\\nAnd you they shall certainly see.\\nSo a ladder I got,\\nAnd climbed to the spot\\nWhich led to his nest in the tree,\\nThen rolled up my sleeve,\\nNor thinking to leave,\\nUntil a caught-owl was he.\\nI put in my hand,\\nBut came to a stand\\nThe owl began to show fight;\\nMy hand I withdrew\\nIn haste, it is true\\nHe bit me a very sharp bite.\\n29", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "So homeward I flew\\nAnd what did I do,\\nBut put a thick glove on my hand,\\nAnd then I was sure\\nThe owl to secure,\\nFor then, all his bites I could stand.\\nAgain I essaj^ed\\nThe owl-nest to raid.\\nAnd lo, what a capture I made!\\nA pretty red owl,\\nA wise-looking fowl,\\nWhich, running right home, I displayed.\\nIs this the red sprite\\nThat shrieks so at night\\nMy sisters then queried with glee\\nTis the very same bird\\nI said, you have heard\\nWay up in the big locust tree.\\nThey looked him all o er\\nBehind and before.\\nBut wondered the most at his eyes;\\nHe gave not a blink,\\nNor offered to wink.\\nAnd looked very solemn and wise.\\nNow what shall we do\\nTo keep him in view,\\nWas what they desired to know;\\nSaid one, in a cage\\n30", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "Put this little sage,\\nBut all of the others said, No,\\nBut placed in the barn\\nHe d be out of harm;\\nSo into the barn he should go.\\nTwould there be so nice.\\nFor he can catch mice,\\nWhich often he seizes for prey;\\nAnd there can abide.\\nIn dark places hide\\nAway from the light of the day.\\nSo out I then went\\nTo do it full bent,\\nAnd thought it a sensible freak;\\nIn the barn put the owl,\\nThe grave little fowl.\\nAnd saw him fly up to the peak.\\nWhat there the owl did\\nFrom me was quite hid\\nHe moused only when it was dark\\nAnd I in my bed\\nHad pillowed my head,\\nAnd could not his doings remark.\\nOne day for a look.\\nOccasion I took\\nTo view him again as before.\\nBe he was nt there.\\nBut probably where\\n31", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "He always had lived theretofore.\\nAnd surel}^ that owl\\nDid view with a scowl,\\nThe boy who had captured him so,\\nAnd doubtless did teach\\nHis young ones to sCreech\\nQuite fiercely, when viewing their foe,\\nWhen under the trees\\nEnjoying the breeze\\nAt night, any ventured to go.\\nTwas thus, Uncle Will\\nOne evening quite still,\\nWas walking beneath a big tree,\\nW^hen quick as a flash\\nAn owl made a dash\\nAs close to his head as could be.\\nAnd Will did retreat\\nW^ith hurrying feet\\nNo longer to linger out there;\\nHe verily thought\\nLest safety he sought,\\nHis head would be robbed of its hair.\\nNow wasn t this one\\nA loyal grandson\\nOf him that I stole from the tree.\\nFlew at uncle Will\\nA pledge to fulfill\\nHis grandpa s avenger to be?", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "THE KILL-SHEEP DOG.\\nA tale of 1113^ childhood I now will unfold,\\nWhich never in verse, has ever been told.\\nAnother sheep story then let me relate,\\nWhich hearing, tis likely your hair will stand straight.\\nIt was a large flock my father had then,\\nThat pastured his fields, nor needed a pen.\\nHe thought it quite safe on warm summer nights,\\nTo let them stay out, not fearing afrights.\\nA neighbor informed him, that on his own farm,\\nThe dogs on his sheep had inflicted great harm:\\nThese dogs went at night in quest of their prey.\\nAnd did in the dark, what they dare not in day.\\nMy father then thought of a very good plan\\nTo save his nice flock ere the evil began.\\n33", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "There was a fine sheep that did lead all the rest,\\nSo to his man Henr3% he said We had best\\nJust catch the head sheep, on his neck hang a bell\\nWhich when he is running his movements will tell\\nAnd when in the night we are slumbering in bed,\\nIf dogs chase the sheep by the bell-wether led,\\nThe bell will so jingle we surely will hear,\\nAnd go out and shoot them if any appear.\\nThey caught that fine sheep, put on him a bell.\\nBut little foresaw what it would fortell.\\nThen father s good gun he loaded with care,\\nAnd Henry did his; so they were a pair.\\nNow Henry, said father, if you in the night\\nShould hear the sheep s bell in case of their flight.\\nArouse me from bed, and out we will go\\nAnd level our guns on the blood-thirsty foe.\\nTo bed they both went; while slumbering there,\\nA jingle out-doors disturbed the night air,\\nIt jingled so loudly my father awoke,\\nAnd Henry arose, when to him he spoke.\\nThen out they both hurried, in night-gown arra}^\\nTwo ghostly sharp-shooters, determined to slay\\nThe first naughty dog that came in the way.\\nThey listened awhile, when down the back lane,\\nThe sheep came a running, with might and with main,\\nThe bell-sheep ahead, a ringing his bell.\\nThe others behind him, all rushing pell-mell.\\nThen father caught sight of a big brindled cur.\\n34", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "A villainous fellow, tis safe to infer,\\nHe saw at full speed by the light of the stars,\\nRight close to the sheep as they leapt o er the bars.\\nBut just at that moment, loud rang the report\\nOf father s good gun, which cut his life short.\\nThus killed, he could never do harm any more;\\nSo father and man went to bed as before.\\nBut I was asleep at the time it occurred,\\nNor heard the sheep-bell, or ever a word.\\nAnd when in the morning, I heard them relate\\nAbout the bad dog, and what was his fate,\\nI put on my hat and hastened to see\\nWhat kind of a dog a kill-sheep could be.\\nI timidly went, but judge my surprise,\\nWhen on him I looked, he opened his eyes!\\nA little boy surely was never more scared\\nNor ran with a speed so little prepared.\\nI said to my pa, Why the dog is not dead,\\nWhen on him I looked, he raised up his head!\\nThen father said Surely he fell down so flat\\nI thought he was killed, and was certain of that.\\nBut if he s alive, that he suffer no more.\\nTell Richard to hasten and kill him before\\nHe s able to rise and to wander away\\nSheep-killing again at some future day.\\nSo Richard an axe seized quickly, and ran\\nAnd finished the killing which father began.\\nThere lay the dead dog, and to take him away,\\n35", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "The boys undertook, on the very same day.\\nThey harnessed old Bob to my father s red cart,\\nThen threw in the dog, and away the} did start,\\nAnd drove to a woods that was standing near by\\nThen tipped up the cart, and there let him lie.\\nAnon, in the air fl3 ing over the place,\\nGreat birds were seen sailing, all hailing from space.\\nThey circled, and circled, and circled around,\\nTill downward they swooped and stood on the ground.\\nAnd what do you think the}^ proceeded to do?\\nYou scarcely could guess, without taking a view:\\nThose hungry black buzzards stood by the dead dog\\nAnd feasted and fought for their dinners agog\\nSo full they were glutted, they rested a day,\\nBefore they were able to flutter away;\\nBut once on the wing, they vanished from view.\\nAnd sailed out of sight, far up in the blue.\\n36", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "SCHOOL DAYS\\nAt Baker s Comer, where I went\\nIn earliest days to school,\\nWere many happy hours spent,\\nTaught under school-marm rule.\\nThe little house stood neath great oaks,\\nAnd out before the door,\\nTwo sassaf rases by the road\\nMade its attractions more.\\nClose in the rear, great forest trees,\\nWith open range between,\\nGave plenteous shade in summer time,\\nWhen they were clad in green.\\nIt was indeed ideal ground\\nFor out-door sports and play,\\n37", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "And jolly times the children had\\nIn every fancied wa}^\\nA little way across the road\\nThe Baker family dwelt,\\nWhere candy and where ginger cake\\nTo hungry ones were dealt.\\nA bucket dropped in Baker s well,\\nBy rope and windlass raised.\\nSupplied the means to quench our thirst,\\nWhile down its depths we gazed.\\nIt was a pleasant watering-place.\\nAnd oft we lingered there\\nWhen sent to draw its crystal draught,\\nA pailful back to bear.\\nOne bright tin cup alone was used\\nTo serve the children all;\\nNo fear of any bad microbes\\nDid any one appal.\\nWe all took dinner at the school,\\nIn baskets well supplied,\\nAnd on a shelf, placed in a row,\\nThey sat there side by side.\\nAt noon the teacher gave the nod,\\nAnd welcomed was the sign.\\nFor all the school at once began\\nWith one accord to dine.\\nThis done, they sallied out to play,\\nBoth boys and girls alike,\\n38", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "And for two hours the jo} went on,\\nWithout a bat or bike.\\nBull-in-the-pen, Hot-buttered beans,\\nx\\\\nd many games of ball,\\nA squirrel chase we often had,\\nAnd merry w^ere we all.\\nWe Skinned the cat, and Jumped the rope.\\nPlayed Tag, and Prisoners base,\\nOr took a turn at Blindman s buff,\\nOr fleetly ran a race.\\nLeaf houses, without architect,\\nWe built beneath the trees.\\nIn which we often crept to rest.\\nAnd seek a little ease.\\nThe girls kept house in mimic way,\\nWith mossy carpets laid.\\nWhile broken bits of china were\\nQuite tastefully displayed.\\nThe cherry tree which stood near by,\\nIts fruit more prized than pearls.\\nThe boys climbed up to shower down\\nOn aprons of the girls.\\nAnd looking toward my father s farm,\\nIts fields in easy view,\\nThere might be seen a row of men\\nThe harvest putting through.\\nThey swung their scythes in rythmic stroke,\\nAnd laid the clover low,\\n39", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "And when their blades were fairly dull\\nAnd quite unfit to mow,\\nThey would their scythes on handle stand,\\nAnd then apply the stone,\\nWhich in a pouch about him girt\\nEach man posse.ssed his own.\\nTwas then rang out the sounding scythe,\\nA once familiar sound,\\nA music now quite obsolete,\\nWith no successor found.\\nAnd other sounds, the jangling bells\\nThat hiding cows betrayed,\\nAnd tinkling ones upon the sheep\\nA dreamy music made.\\nHow often as we sat in school\\nThese sounds made entrance there.\\nAnd other sounds more exquisite\\nCame floating through the air;\\nThe bluejay rang a piercing note\\nAtop some mighty tree,\\nAnd many were the birds which sang\\nThat seldom now we see:\\nThere thrilled the wild wood-robin s note,\\nFrom out some leafy shade,\\nAnd sweeter than his roundelay\\nWas never music made.\\nI like to think of those old days,\\nAnd pleasures then enjoyed.\\n40", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "While seldom with unpleasant things\\nWere ever they alloyed.\\nYet youth nor age is quite exempt\\nFrom trouble now and then,\\nAnd I remember well ni}^ case,\\nWhich I ll proceed to pen.\\nIn school we had our daily tasks\\nWe wrote and ciphered, too\\nWe read aloud, ranged in a class,\\nThe very best we knew.\\nWe even sketched in Indian ink.\\nAnd made collections rare\\nFrom poets now of old renown,\\nTo be preserved with care.\\nIt was sometimes our teacher s pride\\nTo have a marked display\\nFrom those whose best acquirement\\nIn any lesson la3^\\nShe thought, as now seems very clear,\\nThat it would charm the rest\\nIf two of us would read aloud\\nIn concert, at our best.\\nShe chose the brightest girl for one,\\nBut who should be her mate\\nAlas how badly then I felt\\nTo find it was 77iy fate.\\nTo take my stand upon the floor\\nErect by Lydia s side.\\n41", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "My bash fulness could hardly bear,\\nAnd I was sorel}- tried.\\nWhile waiting thus, great silence reigned,\\nFor now the children all\\nWere anxious to enjoy the treat\\nWhich from our lips should fall.\\nI now forget the chosen piece,\\nBut most, my mind inclines,\\nTo think it was what Goldsmith wrote.\\nBeginning with these lines\\nRemote, U7ifi iended melancholy slozv,\\nBeside the lazy Scheld, or wa?idering Po.\\nThese words, perchance, gave added force\\nTo all I felt within.\\nAs more unfriended, or more slow,\\nI think I ve seldom been.\\nWe started fair, but shall I tell\\nThe sequel of it all.\\nAnd how I balked, then fully stopped,\\nAnd what did me befal\\nMy utterance failed, I could not read,\\nThough Lydia pity showed\\nShe was more brave, and but for me\\nHer words had sweetly flowed.\\nThe teacher vexed, her order vain.\\nShe now resolved to try\\nTo stimulate my faculties.\\nAnd punishment apply.\\n42", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "The ferule handiest to use,\\nA ruler on her desk,\\nShe reached, and came right straight to nie,\\nNor wasted words expressed.\\nI saw what fate was surely mine,\\nWhen aimed that ruler so,\\nAnd quickly put my book behind,\\nTo ward the coming blow.\\nThe book it struck, instead of me.\\nAnd broken thus in twain,\\nNo more was it an instrument\\nTo ever use again.\\nQuite failing thus to have her way,\\nThe teacher let me go,\\nBut promised at some future day.\\nAs I would surely know.\\nTo get a ruler strong enough\\nTo make my language flow.\\nI had a little sister there,\\nWho saw my sorry plight.\\nWith bosom filled with sympathy,\\nAnd sobs and tears bedight.\\nBut I became a hero now.\\nAlthough I did not read.\\nAnd ever after I was blessed\\nSuch duty to be freed.\\nAnd teacher, too, soon quite forgot\\nThe promise that she made,\\n43", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "And so henceforth were happ}^ all,\\nWith none to make afraid.\\nThe birds still sang upon the trees,\\nThe mower whet his scythe,\\nThe cow- bells echoed through the woods,\\nNow joyous all, and blithe.\\nThat summer was a jolly time,\\nAs backward now I look,\\nAnd think how I escaped a blow,\\nBy placing right a book.\\n44", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "HOW WISDOM BEGAN.\\nWhat once there befel me, when older I grew,\\nYou are welcome to hear, if it interests you.\\nI then enjoyed viewing the crops on the farm,\\nAnd ever was ready to shield them from harm.\\nMy faithful dog Duko would follow me round,\\nWhenever I walked to survey the tilled ground.\\nOne day, so it happened, we went to the field.\\nWhere wheat, newly sown, in green sprouts was revealed.\\nOh, how my heart bounded at seeing the change,\\nTo think of the beauty twould add to the grange.\\nJust then a new object my vision engaged,\\nA rooster led flock that my feelings enraged.\\nThis gay chanticleer just swung his claws there,\\n45", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "And tore up the wheat with a satisfied air\\nImpatient I was, to charge on the foe,\\nAnd to my dog Diiko I gave the word, Go\\nCatch, catch! I exclaimed, Catch, catch, you dumb brute,\\nAnd rushed towards the fowls in a wrathful pursuit.\\nBut Duko, it seems, the point didn t see.\\nAnd on me he leaped with intensified glee.\\nThen, balked in my efforts, and fairly distraught,\\nRedress for my trials in Duko I sought.\\nYou scamp, I said, loudly, I ll teach you what s what!\\nAnd where for to kick him I searched for a spot.\\nI kicked! unimpeded my foot flew in air,\\nAnd it went very high, for the dog wasn t there!\\nIf Duko d been hit, it might have been well,\\nBut I was unbalanced, and flatl}^ I fell.\\nMy father, unknown to me, witnessed it all\\nAnd laughed with a laughter tis sad to recall.\\nThe rooster, meanwhile, in the gallantest way.\\nKept on scratching seeds from out the loose cla^^\\nThough all was so painful, and foiled was my plan\\nI learned that from trouble, man s wisdom began.\\n46", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "A PIG TALE.\\nWlien grown into manliood, and I had become\\nA farmer at Linden, and that was my home,\\nA cousin called on me, a farmer as well,\\nWhen something that happened I m going to tell:\\nLinden was lovely that bright summer s day,\\nThe lawn with its trees and its floral display.\\nMuch pleasure it gave me to welcome my guest.\\nAnd warm words of greeting were duly expressed.\\nThen, seated in converse on man}^ affairs,\\nWe pleasantly rocked in the easy hall chairs;\\nOn matters of church and matters of state,\\nWe kept for a while a running debate;\\nAt length our pet subject of rural employ\\nAsserted itself as the best to enjoy.\\n47", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "Then out for surveying the sights of the farm\\nTogether we went to partake of the charm,\\nNow, when we had gone but a rod from the door,\\nAn object unwelcome we saw just before:\\nIt was a fine hog with a dignified air\\nEnjoying the lawn Oh, how did he dare!\\nI own I was vexed as this grunter I saw,\\nAnd proceeded at once to meet out the law\\nI called to old Banquo to chase out the brute\\nAnd added ray own to my watchdog s pursuit.\\nMy cousin I told how I d suffered of late\\nFrom neighboring hogs running on m}^ estate\\nAnd this very one had been there before\\nWith mischief portrayed on the nose that he bore.\\nMy cousin helped chase the naughty estray\\nWho alwa3^s declined to go the right wa}^;\\nFor up and then down through bushes and ferns\\nWe chased him with vigor worth better returns.\\nThe weather was hot and exhausted at last\\nThe hog laid him down, for his breathing was fast.\\nThere lay the fat porker, some two hundred pounds-\\nHow now should we hustle him out of the grounds\\nJust then I bethought of a nice little plan\\nAnd called to my service a muscular man.\\nA barrow was ordered, the hog on it laid.\\nAnd out on the turnpike was safely conveyed.\\nThere, dumped on the ground supinely he lay,\\nWhile we sauntered on our prearranged way.\\n48", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "We looked on the acres of corn and of wheat,\\nThe meadows so green, and the clover so sweet,\\nThe friskin j of lambs, and the highly -bred kine.\\nThe chickens and ducks and even the swine.\\nThen slowly retracing our steps to the lawn,\\nTo an unwelcome sight our attention was drawn:\\nFor, would you believe it, that very same hog\\nIn face of ourselves and Banquo the dog,\\nWalked boldly before us, nor doubted his right\\nAnd grunted a grunt of especial delight.\\nToo much to behold, was his swaggering way.\\nAnd I knitted my brow at the saucy display.\\nJust then my man Patrick appeared on the scene,\\nTo whom now aroused, I imparted my spleen.\\nThis man had the care of my many fat swine,\\nAnd knew all their faces and burly outline\\nHe looked at me smiling, and then at the dog\\nAnd quietly uttered, Why boss, that s your hog.\\nTo a shepherd his sheep are never incog;\\nWhy then should a farmer not know his own hog?\\n49", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2968", "width": "2033", "jp2-path": "grandfathersstor00nich_0058.jp2"}}