I did n't hear it , and I 'd love to , if you are willing , '' asked Jill . `` I did n't think I ever should want to play again , but I do . Will you sing it for her , mother ? I 'm afraid I shall break down if I try alone . '' `` We will all sing , music is good for us now , '' said Mamma ; and in rather broken voices they did sing Ed 's favorite words : -- `` Not a sparrow falleth but its God doth know , Just as when his mandate lays a monarch low ; Not a leaflet moveth , but its God doth see , Think not , then , O mortal , God forgetteth thee . Far more precious surely than the birds that fly Is a Father 's image to a Father 's eye . E'en thy hairs are numbered ; trust Him full and free , Cast thy cares before Him , He will comfort thee ; For the God that planted in thy breast a soul , On his sacred tables doth thy name enroll . Cheer thine heart , then , mortal , never faithless be , He that marks the sparrows will remember thee . '' Chapter XXI . Pebbly Beach `` Now , Mr. Jack , it is a moral impossibility to get all those things into one trunk , and you must n't ask it of me , '' said Mrs. Pecq , in a tone of despair , as she surveyed the heap of treasures she was expected to pack for the boys . `` Never mind the clothes , we only want a boating-suit apiece . Mamma can put a few collars in her trunk for us ; but these necessary things must go , '' answered Jack , adding his target and air-pistol to the pile of bats , fishing-tackle , games , and a choice collection of shabby balls . `` Those are the necessaries and clothes the luxuries , are they ? Why do n't you add a velocipede , wheelbarrow , and printing-press , my dear ? '' asked Mrs. Pecq , while Jill turned up her nose at `` boys ' rubbish . '' `` Wish I could . Dare say we shall want them . Women do n't know what fellows need , and always must put in a lot of stiff shirts and clean handkerchiefs and clothes-brushes and pots of cold cream . We are going to rough it , and do n't want any fuss and feathers , '' said Jack , beginning to pack the precious balls in his rubber boots , and strap them up with the umbrellas , rods , and bats , seeing that there was no hope of a place in the trunk . Here Frank came in with two big books , saying calmly , `` Just slip these in somewhere , we shall need them . ''
`` But you are not to study at all , so you wo n't want those great dictionaries , '' cried XXXXX , busily packing her new travelling-basket with all sorts of little rolls , bags , and boxes .
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