This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1853 edition. Excerpt: ...could not find his way from Woodland even in the dark, I should call him pretty stupid--eh, Caspar!" added Mr. Thome. Caspar laughed, and said he guessed there was no fear of him; and then, kissing his father and mother, he bounded away down the green and shady lane, and was soon lost to sight. Poor ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1853 edition. Excerpt: ...could not find his way from Woodland even in the dark, I should call him pretty stupid--eh, Caspar!" added Mr. Thome. Caspar laughed, and said he guessed there was no fear of him; and then, kissing his father and mother, he bounded away down the green and shady lane, and was soon lost to sight. Poor old John could hardly keep pace with the active speed of the little boy, and was very glad when they arrived within half a mile of Woodland, as there he was to leave Caspar, and might take his own slow, steady gait homeward. "Well, good-by, my little master," said John. " Now, remember the road, will you? Don't forget the turn to the left, and mind and start from home.long before sundown." "Good-by, John. Ha, ha, ha! Why, I could find the way back blindfolded. Don't you be afraid. Give my love to mother. Good-by!" cried Caspar; and waving his hand, he ran gayly along the side of the road, scaring the butterflies up from the little flowers nestling in the high grass, and making the grasshoppers hop about at a great rate. Pretty soon he saw the old brown house of uncle Nathan peeping out from a pretty grove of fine old trees, elms, buttonwood, and maples; then he heard the low of cattle, and the tinkling of cow-bells, and saw a drove of uncle Nathan's cows browsing on a side hill at a little distance; next he heard the voices of men in the fields, crying, " Gee whoa! gee up!" and sure enough, there was uncle Nathan himself, and cousin John, ploughing in the very next field. But they did not see Caspar, they were so busy, although he jumped up on top of the rail fence, and shouted, and waved his cap to attract their notice. So he ran on until he reached the gate, which opened upon the fine large yard studded with old shady trees, and in the...
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