[Gutenberg 50793] • Cousin Lucy's Conversations / By the Author of the Rollo Books

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1842. Excerpt: ... else to do, she began to sing a little song, which Miss Anne had taught her. She knew only one verse, but she sang this verse two or three times oveij louder and louder each time, and her voice resounded merrily through all that part of the house. Some cWldrelMn/ when they wake up and find themselves alone; some call out aloud for somebody to come; and others sing. Thus there are three ways; and the singing is the best of all the three;--except, indeed, for veiy little children, who are not old enough to sing or to call, and who, therefore, cannot do anything but cry. They heard Lucy's singing in the parlor, and Miss Anne came immediately to see her. She gave her a picture-book to amuse herself with for a time, and went away again; but in about a quarter of an hour she came back, and helped her to get up and dress herself. Her mother told her that she must not go out of doors that day, but that she might play about in any of the rooms, just as she pleased. "But what shall I do for my breakfast?" said Lucy. "O, I will give you some breakfast," said Miss Anne. "How should you like to have it by yourself, upon your little table, in the kitchen?" "Well," said Lucy, "if you will let me have my own cups and saucers." "Your cups won't hold enough for you to drink, --will they?" "O, I can fill them up two or three times." Miss Anne said she had no objection to this plan; and she told Lucy to go and get her table ready. So Lucy went and got her little table. It was just high enough for her to sit at. Her father had made it for her, by taking a small table in the house, which had been intended for a sort of a light-stand, and sawing off the legs, so as to make it just high enough for her. Lucy brought this little table, and also her chair; and then Miss Anne handed ...