WITH NEARLY 150 ILLUSTRATIONS BY THE AUTHOR.NEW YORK: |
To you, my little kinsman, I dedicate these pages, Tho' not so wise, perhaps, as some you've read by graver sages; They're not without a purpose, and I trust a kind and true one, Older than eighteen hundred years, still good as any new one. If they could cheer some winter nights, and make some days seem brighter, I'd feel I'd paid a groat or so, Of that great debt of love I owe, To one at rest who, long ago, dealt kindly by the writer. |
F. B. |