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Perhaps the friend who did most of all to beautify it was the Rev, J.
Going, who not only gave my sister many roses, but planted them round
the walls of her house himself, and pruned them afterwards, calling
himself her "head gardener." She did not live long enough to see the
roses sufficiently established to flower thoroughly, but she enjoyed
them by anticipation, and they served to keep her grave bright during
the summer that followed her death.

Next to roses I think the flowers that Julie had most of were primulas
of various kinds, owing to the interest that was aroused in them by
the incident in "Mary's Meadow" of Christopher finding a Hose-in-hose
cowslip growing wild in the said "meadow." My sister was specially
proud of a Hose-in-hose cowslip which was sent to her by a little boy
in Ireland, who had determined one day with his brothers and sisters,
that they would set out and found an "Earthly Paradise" of their own,
and he began by actually finding a Hose-in-hose, which he named it
after "Christopher," and sent a bit of the root to Mrs. Ewing.

The last literary work that she did was again on the subject of
flowers. She began a series of "Letters from a Little Garden" in the
number of _Aunt Judy_ for November 1884, and these were continued
until February 1885. The Letter for March was left unfinished, though
it seemed, when boxes of flowers arrived day by day during Julie's
illness from distant friends, as if they must almost have intuitively
known the purport of the opening injunction in her unpublished
epistle, enjoining liberality in the practice of cutting flowers for
decorative purposes! Her room for three months was kept so
continuously bright by the presence of these creations of GOD
which she loved so well:--

"DEAR LITTLE FRIEND,

"A garden of hardy flowers is pre-eminently a garden for cut
flowers. You must carefully count this among its merits, because if
a constant and undimmed blaze outside were the one virtue of a
flower-garden, upholders of the bedding-out system would now and
then have the advantage of us. For my own part I am prepared to say
that I want my flowers quite as much for the house as the garden,
and so I suspect do most women." The gardener's point of view is
not quite the same.

"Speaking of women, and recalling Mr. Charles Warner's quaint idea
of all his 'Polly' was good for on the scene of his conflicts with
Nature, the 'striped bug' and the weed 'Pusley,'--namely, to sit on
an inverted flower-pot and 'consult' him whilst he was hoeing,--it
is interesting to notice that some generations ago the garden was
very emphatically included within woman's 'proper sphere,' which
was not, in those days, a wide one."

The Letters were the last things that my sister wrote; but some brief
papers which she contributed to _The Child's Pictorial Magazine_ were
not published until after her death. In the May number "Tiny's Tricks
and Toby's Tricks" came out, and in the numbers for June, July, and
August 1885, there were three "Hoots" from "The Owl in the Ivy Bush;
or the Children's Bird of Wisdom." They are in the form of quaint
letters of advice, and my sister adopted the _Spectator's_ method of
writing as an eye-witness in the first person, so far as was possible
in addressing a very youthful class of readers. She had a strong
admiration for many of both Steele and Addison's papers.

* * * * *

The list that I promised to give of Julie's published stories is now
completed; and, if her works are to be valued by their length, it may
justly be said that she has not left a vast amount of matter behind
her, but I think that those who study her writings carefully, will
feel that some of their greatest worth lies in the wonderful
condensation and high finish that they display. No reviewer has made a
more apt comparison than the American one in _Every other Saturday_,
who spoke of "Jackanapes" as "an exquisite bit of finished work--a
Meissonier, in its way."

To other readers the chief value of the books will be in the high
purpose of their teaching, and the consciousness that Julie held her
talent as a direct gift from GOD, and never used it otherwise
than to His glory. She has penned nothing for which she need fear
reproach from her favourite old proverb, "A wicked book is all the
wickeder because it can never repent." It is difficult for those who
admire her writings to help regretting that her life was cut off
before she had accomplished more, but to still such regrets we cannot
do better than realize (as a kind friend remarked) "how much she has
been able to do, rather than what she has left undone." The work which
she did, in spite of her physical fragility, far exceeds what the
majority of us perform with stronger bodies and longer lives. This
reflection has comforted me, though I perhaps know more than others
how many subjects she had intended to write stories upon. Some people
have spoken as if her _forte_ lay in writing about soldiers only, but
her success in this line was really due to her having spent much time
among them. I am sure her imagination and sympathy were so strong,
that whatever class of men she was mixed with, she could not help
throwing herself into their interests, and weaving romances about
them. Whether such romances ever got on to paper was a matter
dependent on outward circumstances and the state of her health.

One of the unwritten stories which I most regret is "Grim the
Collier"; this was to have been a romance of the Black Country of
coal-mines, in which she was born, and the title was chosen from the
description of a flower in a copy of Gerarde's _Herbal_, given to her
by Miss Sargant:--

_Hieracium hortense latifolium, sine Pilosella maior_, Golden
Mouseeare, or Grim the Colliar. The floures grow at the top as it
were in an vmbel, and are of the bignesse of the ordinary
Mouseeare, and of an orenge colour. The seeds are round, and
blackish, and are carried away with the downe by the wind. The
stalks and cups of the flours are all set thicke with a blackish
downe, or hairinesse, as it were the dust of coles; whence the
women who keepe it in gardens for novelties sake, have named it
Grim the Colliar.

I wish, too, that Julie could have written about sailors, as well as
soldiers, in the tale of "Little Mothers' Meetings," which had been
suggested to her mind by visits to Liverpool. The sight of a baby
patient in the Children's Hospital there, who had been paralyzed and
made speechless by fright, but who took so strange a fancy to my
sister's sympathetic face that he held her hand and could scarcely be
induced to release it, had affected her deeply. So did a visit that
she paid one Sunday to the Seamen's Orphanage, where she heard the
voices of hundreds of fatherless children ascending with one accord in
the words, "I will arise and go to my Father," and realized the Love
that watched over them. These scenes were both to have been woven into
the tale, and the "Little Mothers" were boy nurses of baby brothers
and sisters.

Another phase of sailor life on which Julie hoped to write was the
"Guild of Merchant Adventurers of Bristol." She had visited their
quaint Hall, and collected a good deal of historical information and
local colouring for the tale, and its lesson would have been one on
mercantile honour.

I hope I have kept my original promise, that whilst I was making a
list of Julie's writings, I would also supply an outline biography of
her life; but now, if the Children wish to learn something of her at
its End, they shall be told in her own words:--

Madam Liberality grew up into much the same sort of person that she
was when a child. She always had been what is termed old-fashioned,
and the older she grew the better her old-fashionedness became her,
so that at last her friends would say to her, "Ah, if we all wore
as well as you do, my dear! You've hardly changed at all since we
remember you in short petticoats." So far as she did change, the
change was for the better. (It is to be hoped we do improve a
little as we get older.) She was still liberal and economical. She
still planned and hoped indefatigably. She was still tender-hearted
in the sense in which Gray speaks--

"To each his sufferings: all are men
Condemned alike to groan,
The tender for another's pain,
The unfeeling for his own."

She still had a good deal of ill-health and ill-luck, and a good
deal of pleasure in spite of both. She was happy in the happiness
of others, and pleased by their praise. But she was less
head-strong and opinionated in her plans, and less fretful when
they failed. It is possible, after one has cut one's wisdom-teeth,
to cure oneself even of a good deal of vanity, and to learn to play
the second fiddle very gracefully; and Madam Liberality did not
resist the lessons of life.

GOD teaches us wisdom in divers ways. Why He suffers some
people to have so many troubles, and so little of what we call
pleasure in this world, we cannot in this world know. The heaviest
blows often fall on the weakest shoulders, and how these endure and
bear up under them is another of the things which GOD
knows better than we.

Julie did absolutely remain "the same" during the three months of heavy
suffering which, in GOD'S mysterious love, preceded her death. Perhaps it
is well for us all to know that she found, as others do, the intervals of
exhausted relief granted between attacks of pain were not times in which
(had it been needed) she could have changed her whole character, and, what
is called, "prepare to die." Our days of health and strength are the ones
in which this preparation must be made, but for those who live, as she did,
with their whole talents dedicated to GOD'S service, death is only the gate
of life--the path from joyful work in this world to greater capacities and
opportunities for it in the other.

I trust that what I have said about Julie's religious life will not
lead children to imagine that she was gloomy, and unable to enjoy her
existence on earth, for this was not the case. No one appreciated and
rejoiced in the pleasures and beauties of the world more thoroughly
than she did: no one could be a wittier and brighter companion than
she always was.

Early in February 1885, she was found to be suffering from a species
of blood-poisoning, and as no cause for this could then be discovered,
it was thought that change of air might do her good, and she was
taken from her home at Taunton, to lodgings at Bath. She had been
three weeks in bed before she started, and was obliged to return to it
two days after she arrived, and there to remain on her back; but this
uncomfortable position did not alter her love for flowers and animals.

The first of these tastes was abundantly gratified, as I mentioned
before, by the quantities of blossoms which were sent her from
friends; as well as by the weekly nosegay which came from her own
Little Garden, and made her realize that the year was advancing from
winter to spring, when crocuses and daffodils were succeeded by
primroses and anemones.

Of living creatures she saw fewer. The only object she could see
through her window was a high wall covered with ivy, in which a lot of
sparrows and starlings were building their nests. As the sunlight fell
on the leaves, and the little birds popped in and out, Julie enjoyed
watching them at work, and declared the wall looked like a fine
Japanese picture. She made us keep bread-crumbs on the window-sill,
together with bits of cotton wool and hair, so that the birds might
come and fetch supplies of food, and materials for their nests.

Her appreciation of fun, too, remained keen as ever, and, strange as
it may seem, one of the very few books which she liked to have read
aloud was Mark Twain's "Adventures of Huckleberry Finn"; the dry
humour of it--the natural way in which everything is told from a boy's
point of view--and the vivid and beautiful descriptions of river
scenery--all charmed her. One of Twain's shorter tales, "Aurelia's
unfortunate Young Man," was also read to her, and made her laugh so
much, when she was nearly as helpless as the "young man" himself, that
we had to desist for fear of doing her harm. Most truly may it be said
that between each paroxysm of pain "her little white face and
undaunted spirit bobbed up ... as ready and hopeful as ever." She was
seldom able, however, to concentrate her attention on solid works, and
for her religious exercises chiefly relied on what was stored in her
memory.

This faculty was always a strong one. She was catechized in church
with the village children when only four years old, and when six,
could repeat many poems from an old collection called "The Diadem,"
such as Mrs. Hemans' "Cross in the Wilderness," and Dale's "Christian
Virgin to her Apostate Lover"; but she reminded me one day during her
illness of how little she understood what she was saying in the days
when she fluently recited such lines to her nursery audience!

She liked to repeat the alternate verses of the Psalms, when the
others were read to her; and to the good things laid up in her mind
she owed much of the consolation that strengthened her in hours of
trial. After one night of great suffering, in which she had been
repeating George Herbert's poem, "The Pulley," she said that the last
verse had helped her to realize what the hidden good might be which
underlaid her pain--

Let him be rich and weary; that, at least,
If goodness lead him not, yet weariness
May toss him to My breast.

During the earlier part of her illness, when every one expected that
she would recover, she found it difficult to submit to the
unaccountable sufferings which her highly-strung temperament felt so
keenly; but after this special night of physical and mental darkness,
it seemed as if light had broken upon her through the clouds, for she
said she had, as it were, looked her pain and weariness in the face,
and seen they were sent for some purpose--and now that she had done
so, we should find that she would be "more patient than before." We
were told to take a sheet of paper, and write out a calendar for a
week with the text above, "In patience possess ye your souls." Then as
each day went by we were to strike it through with a pencil; this we
did, hoping that the passing days were leading her nearer to recovery,
and not knowing that each was in reality "a day's march nearer home."

For the text of another week she had "Be strong and of a good
courage," as the words had been said by a kind friend to cheer her
just before undergoing the trial of an operation. Later still, when
nights of suffering were added to days of pain, she chose--"The day is
Thine, the night also is Thine."

Of what may be termed external spiritual privileges she did not have
many, but she derived much comfort from an unexpected visitor. During
nine years previously she had known the Rev. Edward Thring as a
correspondent, but they had not met face to face, though they had
tried on several occasions to do so. Now, when their chances of
meeting were nearly gone, he came and gave great consolation by his
unravelling of the mystery of suffering, and its sanctifying power; as
also by his interpretation that the life which we are meant to lead
under the dispensation of the Spirit who has been given for our
guidance into Truth, is one which does not take us out of the world,
but keeps us from its evil, enabling us to lead a heavenly existence
on earth, and so to span over the chasm which divides us from heaven.

Perhaps some of us may wonder that Julie should need lessons of
encouragement and comfort who was so apt a teacher herself; but
however ready she may always have been to hope for others, she was
thoroughly humble-minded about herself. On one day near the end, when
she had received some letter of warm praise about her writings, a
friend said in joke, "I wonder your head is not turned by such
things"; and Julie replied: "I don't think praise really hurts me,
because, when I read my own writings over again they often seem to me
such 'bosh'; and then, too, you know I lead such a useless life, and
there is so little I _can_ do, it is a great pleasure to know I may
have done _some_ good."

It pleased her to get a letter from Sir Evelyn Wood, written from the
Soudan, telling how he had cried over _Laetus_; and she was almost more
gratified to get an anonymous expression from "One of the Oldest
Natives of the Town of Aldershot" of his "warm and grateful sense of
the charm of her delightful references to a district much loved of its
children, and the emotion he felt in recognizing his birthplace so
tenderly alluded to." Julie certainly set no value on her own actual
MSS., for she almost invariably used them up when they were returned
from the printers, by writing on the empty sides, and destroying them
after they had thus done double duty. She was quite amused by a
relation who begged for the sheets of "Jackanapes," and so rescued
them from the flames!

On the 11th of May an increase of suffering made it necessary that my
sister should undergo another operation, as the one chance of
prolonging her life. This ordeal she faced with undaunted courage,
thanking God that she was able to take chloroform easily, and only
praying He would end her sufferings speedily, as He thought best,
since she feared her physical ability to bear them patiently was
nearly worn out.

Her prayer was answered, when two days later, free from pain, she
entered into rest. On the 16th of May she was buried in her parish
churchyard of Trull, near Taunton, in a grave literally lined with
moss and flowers;--so many floral wreaths and crosses were sent from
all parts of England, that when the grave was filled up they entirely
covered it, not a speck of soil could be seen; her first sleep in
mother earth was beneath a coverlet of fragrant white blossoms. No
resting-place than this could be more fitting for her. The church is
deeply interesting from its antiquity, and its fine oak-screen and
seats, said to be carved by monks of Glastonbury, whilst the
churchyard is an idyllically peaceful one, containing several
yew-trees; under one of these, which over-shadows Julie's grave, the
remains of the parish stocks are to be seen--a quaint mixture of
objects, that recalls some of her own close blendings of humour and
pathos into one scene. Here, "for a space, the tired body lies with
feet towards the dawn," but I must hope and believe that the active
soul, now it is delivered from the burden of the flesh, has realized
that Gordon's anticipations were right when he wrote: "The future
world must be much more amusing, more enticing, more to be desired,
than this world,--putting aside its absence of sorrow and sin. The
future world has been somehow painted to our minds as a place of
continuous praise, and, though we may not say it, yet we cannot help
feeling that, if thus, it would prove monotonous. It cannot be thus.
It must be a life of activity, for happiness is dependent on activity:
death is cessation of movement; life is all movement."

If Archbishop Trench, too, was right in saying;

The tasks, the joys of earth, the same in heaven will be;
Only the little brook has widen'd to a sea,

have we not cause to trust that Julie still ministers to the good and
happiness of the young and old whom she served so well whilst she was
seen amongst them? Let her, at any rate, be to us one of those who
shine as the stars to lead us unto God:

God's saints are shining lights: who stays
Here long must passe
O'er dark hills, swift streames, and steep ways
As smooth as glasse;
But these all night,
Like Candles, shed
Their beams, and light
Us into bed.

They are, indeed, our pillar-fires,
Seen as we go;
They are that Citie's shining spires
We travel to.
A sword-like gleame
Kept man for sin--
First _out_, this beame
Will guide him _In_.

[Illustration: Memorial.]

"If we still love those we lose, can we altogether lose those we
love?"

"_The Newcomes_," Chap. vii.

(_The last entry in J.H.E.'s Commonplace Book._)

LIST OF MRS. EWING'S WORKS.

+-------------------+------------------------+-------------------+------------+
| TITLE. | FIRST PUBLISHED IN: | SUBSEQUENTLY. | PUBLISHER. |
+-------------------+------------------------+-------------------+------------+
|A Bit of Green |_Monthly Packet_, |"Melchior's Dream, |Bell & Sons,|
| |July, 1861 | and other Tales" | 1862 |
| | | | |
|The Blackbird's |--August, 1861 | " | " |
| Nest | | | |
| | | | |
|Melchior's Dream |--December, 1861 | " | " |
| | | | |
|Friedrich's Ballad | ---- | " | " |
| | | | |
|The Viscount's | ---- | " | " |
| Friend | | | |
| | | | |
|The Mystery of the |_London Society_, |"Miscellanea," | S.P.C.K. |
| Bloody Hand |January and February, |vol. xvii. | |
| |1865 | | |
| | | | |
|The Yew Lane Ghosts|_Monthly Packet_, |"Melchior's Dream, |Bell & Sons,|
| | June, 1865 |and other Tales" | 1885. |
| | | | |
|The Brownies |_Monthly Packet_, |"The Brownies, | " |
| |1865 |and other Tales" | |
| | | | |
|Mrs. Overtheway's | | | |
| Remembrances-- | | | |
| Ida |_Aunt Judy's |"Mrs. Overtheway's | " |
| |Magazine_,May, 1866 |Remembrances" | |
| Mrs. Moss |--June and July, 1866 | " | " |
| | | | |
|The Promise |--July, 1866 |"Verses for |S.P.C.K. |
| | |Children" vol. ix. | |
| | | | |
|The Burial of the |--September, 1866 { |"Songs for Music, |H. King & Co|
| Linnet | { |by Four Friends" | |
| | { |"Papa Poodle, |S.P.C.K. |
| | { |and other Pets" | |
| | | | |
|Christmas Wishes |--December, 1866 |"Verses for | " |
| | |Children" vol. ix. | |
| | | | |
|Mrs. Overtheway's | | | |
| Remembrances-- | | | |
| The Snoring|--December, 1866; Jan. |"Mrs. Overtheway's |Bell & Sons.|
| Ghosts | and February, 1867 | Remembrances" | |
| | | | |
|An Idyll of the |--September, 1867 |"The Brownies, | " |
| Wood | |and other Tales" | |
| | | | |
|Three Christmas |--December, 1867 | " | " |
| Trees | | | |
| | | | |
|Mrs. Overtheway's | | | |
| Remembrances-- | | | |
| Reka Dom |--June, July, August, |"Mrs. Overtheway's | " |
| |September, and Oct. 1868|Remembrances" | |
| Kerguelen's|--October, 1868 | " | " |
| Land | | | |
| | | | |
|The Land of Lost |--March and April, 1869 |"The Brownies, |Bell & Sons.|
| Toys | | and other Tales" | |
| | | | |
|Kind William and |--November, 1869 |"Old-fashioned |S.P.C.K. |
| the Water Sprite | | Fairy Tales" | |
| | | | |
|Christmas Crackers |--December, 1869; |"The Brownies, |Bell & Sons.|
| | Jan. 1870 | and other Tales" | |
| | | | |
|Amelia and the |--February and March, | " | " |
| Dwarfs | 1870 | | |
| | | | |
|The Cobbler and |--February, 1870 |"Old-fashioned |S.P.C.K. |
| the Ghosts | | Fairy Tales" | |
| | | | |
|The Nix in |--April, 1870 | " | " |
| Mischief | | | |
| | | | |
|Benjy in |--May and June, 1870 |"Lob Lie-by-the- |Bell & Sons.|
| Beastland | | Fire and other | |
| | | Tales" | |
| | | | |
|The Hillman and |_Aunt Judy's Magazine_, |"Old-Fashioned |S.P.C.K. |
| the Housewife | May, 1870 | Fairy Tales" | |
| | | | |
|The Neck |--June, 1870 | " | " |
| | | | |
|Under the Sun |--July, 1870 | ---- | ---- |
| | | | |
|The First Wife's |--August, 1870 |"Old-fashioned |S.P.C.K. |
| Wedding Ring | | Fairy Tales" | |
| | | | |
|The Magic Jar |--September, 1870 | " | " |
| | | | |
|Snap Dragons |_Monthly Packet_, |"Snapdragons" | " |
| | Christmas Number, | | |
| | 1870 | | |
| | | | |
|Timothy's Shoes |_Aunt Judy's Magazine_, |"Lob Lie-by-the- |Bell & Sons.|
| | November, December, | Fire, and other | |
| | 1870; January, 1871 | Tales" | |
| | | | |
|A Flat Iron for |--November, 1870, to |"A Flat Iron | " |
| a Farthing | October, 1871 | for a Farthing" | |
| | | | |
|The Widow and |--February, 1871 |"Old-fashioned |S.P.C.K. |
| the Strangers | | Fairy Tales" | |
| | | | |
|The Laird and |--April, 1871 | " | " |
| the Man of Peace | | | |
| | | | |
|The Blind Hermit |_Monthly Packet_, |"Dandelion Clocks" | " |
| and the Trinity | May, 1871 | | |
| Flower | | | |
| | | | |
|The Ogre Courting |_Aunt Judy's Magazine_, |"Old-fashioned | " |
| | June, 1871 | Fairy Tales" | |
| | | | |
|The Six Little |--August, 1871 | ---- | ---- |
| Girls and the | | | |
| Five Little Pigs | | | |
| | | | |
|The Little Master |--September, 1871 |"Papa Poodle, and |S.P.C.K. |
| to his Big Dog | | other Pets" | |
| | | | |
|The Peace Egg |--December, 1871 |"Lob Lie-by-the- |Bell & Sons.|
| | | Fire, and other | |
| | | Tales" | |
| | | | |
|Six to Sixteen |--January to October. |"Six to Sixteen" | " |
| | 1872 | | |
| | | | |
|Murdoch's Rath |--February, 1872 |"Old-fashioned |S.P.C.K. |
| | | Fairy Tales" | |
| | | | |
|The Magician's |--March, 1872 | " | " |
| Gifts | | | |
| | | | |
|Knave and Fool |--June, 1872 | " | " |
| | | | |
|The Miller's Thumb |--November, 1872 to |"Jan of the |Bell & Sons.|
| | October, 1873 | Windmill. A Story | |
| | | of the Plains" | |
| | | | |
|Ran Away to Sea |--November, 1872 |"Songs for Music, |King & Co. |
| | | by Four Friends" | |
| | | | |
|Among the Merrows |--November, 1872 |"Brothers of Pity, |S.P.C.K. |
| | | and other Tales" | |
| | | | |
|The Willow Man |--December, 1872 |"Tongues in Trees" | " |
| | | | |
|The Fiddler in |--January, 1873 |"Old-fashioned | " |
| the Fairy Ring | | Fairy Tales" | |
| | | | |
|A Friend in |--January, 1873 |"Verses for | " |
| the Garden | | Children," | |
| | | vol. ix. | |
| | | | |
|In Memoriam |--November, 1873 |"Parables from |Bell & Sons.|
| --Margaret Gatty | | Nature." | |
| | |(Complete edition) | |
| | | | |
|Madam Liberality |_Aunt Judy's Magazine_, |"A Great | " |
| |December, 1873 | Emergency, | |
| | | and other Tales" | |
| | | | |
|Old Father |_Little Folks_ { |"Lob Lie-by-the- | " |
| Christmas | { | Fire, and other | |
| | { | Tales, 1873 | |
| | { | (Illustrated by | |
| | { | R. Caldecott.) | |
| | { | | |
|Lob Lie-by-the- | ---- { | " | " |
| Fire | { | | |
| | | | |
|Our Garden |_Aunt Judy's Magazine_, |"Our Garden" |S.P.C.K. |
| | March, 1874 | | |
| | | | |
|Dolly's Lullaby |--April, 1874 |"Baby, Puppy, | " |
| | | and Kitty" | |
| | | | |
|The Blue Bells |--May, 1874 |"The Blue Bells | " |
| on the Lea | | on the Lea" | |
| | | | |
|May Day, Old Style |--May, 1874 |"Miscellanea," | " |
| and New Style | | vol. xvii. | |
| | | | |
|A Great Emergency |--June to October, |"A Great Emergency,|Bell & Sons.|
| | 1874 | and other Tales" | |
| | | | |
|The Dolls' Wash |--September, 1874 |"The Dolls' Wash" |S.P.C.K. |
| | | | |
|Three Little |--October, 1874 |"Three Little | " |
| Nest-Birds | | Nest-Birds" | |
| | | | |
|A very Ill- |--December, 1874, to |"A Great Emergency,|Bell & Sons.|
| tempered Family | March, 1875 | and other Tales" | |
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|Songs for Music, | | | |
| by Four Friends | | | |
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| Ah! Would I | | | |
| Could Forget | | | |
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| The Elleree. A | | | |
| Song of | | | |
| Second Sight | | | |
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| Faded Flowers | | | |
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| Fancy Free. A | | | |
| Girl's Song | | | |
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| From Fleeting | | | |
| Pleasures. A | | | |
| Requiem for | | | |
| One Alive | | | |
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| How Many Years |"Songs for Music, by |"Verses for |S.P.C.K |
| Ago? | Four Friends," H. | Children, and | |
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| The Lily of | King & Co., 1874. | Songs for Music,"| |
| the Lake | | vol. ix. | |
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| Madrigal | | | |
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| Maiden with | | | |
| the Gipsy | | | |
| Look | | | |
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| My Lover's | | | |
| Gift | | | |
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| Other Stars | | | |
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| The Runaway's | | | |
| Return, or | | | |
| Ran Away to | | | |
| Sea | | | |
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| Serenade | | | |
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| Speed Well | | | |
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| Teach Me |(From the Danish.) | | |
| With a | | | |
| Difference | | | |
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| Anemones (left | | | |
| in MS.) | | | |
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| Autumn Leaves | | | |
| (left in | | | |
| MS.) | | | |
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|Cousin Peregrine's |_Aunt Judy's Magazine_, |"Miscellanea," vol.|S.P.C.K. |
| Wonder Stories. | | xvii. | |
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| The Chinese | --March, 1875 | | |
| Jugglers | | | |
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|Waves of the |--May, 1875 | " | " |
| Great South Sea | | | |
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|Jack of Pera |--July, 1875 | " | " |
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|Little Woods |--August, 1875 | " | " |
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|Good Luck is Better|--August, 1875 |"Old-fashioned | " |
| than Gold | | Fairy Tales" | |
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|A Hero to his |--October, 1875 |"Little Boys and | " |
| Hobby Horse | | Wooden Horses" | |
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|The Kyrkegrim |--November, 1875 |"Dandelion Clocks" | " |
| turned Preacher | | | |
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|Hints for Private |--November and |"The Peace Egg," | " |
| Theatricals |--December, 1875; | vol. x. | |
| |--February, 1876 | | |
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|Toots and Boots |--January, 1876 |"Brothers of Pity, | " |
| | | and other Tales | |
| | | of Beasts and | |
| | | Men" | |
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|The Blind Man |--February, 1876 |"Dandelion Clocks" | " |
| and the Talking | | | |
| Dog | | | |
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|The Princes of |--April, 1876 |"Miscellanea," | S.P.C.K. |
| Vegetation | | vol. xvii | |
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|I Won't |--April, 1876 |"Old-fashioned | " |
| | | Fairy Tales" | |
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|Father Hedgehog and|--June to August, 1876 |"Brothers of Pity, | " |
| His Neighbours | | and other Tales" | |
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|House Building |--June, 1876 |"Doll's | " |
| and Repairs | | Housekeeping" | |
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|An Only Child's |--July, 1876 | " | " |
| Tea-Party | | | |
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|Dandelion Clocks |--August, 1876 |"Dandelion Clocks, | " |
| | | and other Tales" | |
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|Our Field |--September, 1876 |"A Great Emergency,|Bell & Sons.|
| | | and other Tales" | |
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|Papa Poodle |--September, 1876 |"Papa Poodle, and | S.P.C.K. |
| | | other Pets" | |
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|A Week Spent in a |--October, 1876 |"A Week Spent in a |Wells, |
| Glass Pond | | Glass Pond" |Darton & Co.|
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|Big Smith |--October, 1876 |"Little Boys and | S.P.C.K. |
| | |Wooden Horses" | |
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|The Magician turned|--November, 1876 |"Old-fashioned | " |
| Mischief-Maker | | Fairy Tales" | |
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|A Bad Habit |--January, 1877 |"Melchior's Dream, |Bell & Sons,|
| | | and other Tales" | 1885. |
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|Brothers of Pity |--April, 1877 |"Brothers of Pity, | S.P.C.K. |
| | | and other Tales" | |
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|Kit's Cradle |--April, 1877 |"Baby, Puppy, and | " |
| | | Kitty" | |
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|Ladders to Heaven |--May, 1877 |"Dandelion Clocks,"| " |
| | | &c. | |
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|Boy and Squirrel |--June, 1877 |"Tongues in Trees" | " |
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|Master Fritz |--August, 1877 |"Master Fritz" | " |
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|A Sweet Little |--September, 1877 |"A Sweet Little | " |
| Dear | | Dear" | |
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|We and the World |--November, 1887, to |"We and the World" |Bell & Sons.|
| | June, 1878, and | | |
| | April to October, | | |
| | 1879 | | |
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|The Yellow Fly |--December, 1877 |"Baby, Puppy, and | S.P.C.K. |
| | | Kitty" | |
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|So-so |--September, 1878 |"Dandelion Clocks,"| " |
| | | &c. | |
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|Flaps |_Aunt Judy's Magazine_ |"Brothers of Pity, | " |
| |January, 1879 | and other Tales" | |
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|Canada Home |--January, 1879 |"Verses for | " |
| | | Children," &c. | |
| | | vol. ix. | |
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|Garden Lore |--March, 1879 | " | " |
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|A Soldier's |--July, 1879 |"A Soldier's | " |
| Children | | Children" | |
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|Jackanapes |--October, 1879 |"Jackanapes" | " |
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|Grandmother's |--June, 1880 |"Grandmother's | S.P.C.K. |
| Spring | | Spring" | |
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|Touch Him if You |--July, 1880 |"Touch Him if you | " |
| Dare | | Dare" | |
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|The Mill Stream |--August, 1881 |"The Mill Stream" | " |
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|Blue and Red; or, |--September, 1881 |"Blue and Red," | " |
| the Discontented | | &c. | |
| Lobster | | | |
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|Daddy Darwin's |--November, 1881 |"Daddy Darwin's | " |
| Dovecote | | Dovecote" | |
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|Laetus Sorte Mea: |--May to October, 1882 |"The Story of a | " |
| or, the Story | | Short Life" | |
| of a Short Life | | | |
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|Sunflowers and a |--November, 1882 |"Mary's Meadow." | " |
| Rushlight | | &c., vol. xvi. | |
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|The Poet and the |--January, 1883 |"The Poet and the | " |
| Brook | | Brook" | |
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|Mother's Birthday |--April, 1883 |"Mother's Birthday | " |
| Review | | Review" | |
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|Convalescence |--May, 1883 |"Convalescence" | " |
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|A Happy Family |--September, 1883 |"Melchior's Dream, |Bell & Sons.|
| | | and other Tales" | |
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|Mary's Meadow |--November, 1883, to |"Mary's Meadow, | S.P.C.K. |
| | March, 1884 | and other Tales" | |
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|The Peace Egg. |--January, 1884 |"The Peace Egg," | " |
| A Christmas | | &c. | |
| Mumming Play | | | |
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|Letters from a |--November, 1884, to |"Mary's Meadow, | " |
| Little Garden | February, 1885 | and other Tales" | |
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|Tiny's Tricks and |_Child's Pictorial |"Brothers of Pity, | " |
| Toby's Tricks |Magazine_ | and other | |
| |May, 1885 | Tales," vol. xii.| |
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|The Owl in the |--June, 1885 | " | " |
| Ivy Bush; or, | | | |
| the Children's | | | |
| Bird of Wisdom | | | |
| --Introduction | | | |
| --Owlhoot I. |--July, 1885 | " | " |
| --Owlhoot II. |--August, 1885 | " | " |
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