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4 Chit-Chat by Puck.
the poems, the cookery-book, and all the others
arranged on the shelves were placed, one on the
top of another—but the children’s little story-book
remained dangling there without being noticed. It
was nearly choking, poor little thing, when the porter
went away with the basket, and it would have liked
to have cried, but it could not produce a tear, for
it was as dry as parchment, what with the dust
and neglect of many years.
“Nay see, there is still one left, dangling there,”
Kate ejaculated, as she saw the little book, whilst
dusting the bare shelves. “Well, it did not matter
if that thing went with the others or not. I will
put it in my pocket, and take it up to my room;
it may be of some use.” And so she put the
children’s little story-book into her pocket.
The next night the story-book was lying in old
Kate’s chest of drawers, but it could get no rest,
for it was for ever thinking of the other books that
were allowed to be taken to the bookbinder, and
were expected to be presented to the young bride
on her wedding day. The little thing was quite in
despair, thinking it would not be allowed to be in
the antique bookcase, from where it might have had
such a good view of the young bride, who was said
to be very pretty. She would feel glad of the newly
bound books, and read them all, while the little story-
book, with its old and torn cover, very likely was
destined for but a sorry future.
“JT must tell all this to old Kate, who, without per-
mission, has taken me away from the bookcase,”
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