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    Marys Little Lamb

    A PICTURE GUESSING STORY
    FOR LITTLE CHILDREN

    BY
    EDITH FRANCIS FOSTER

    WITH 500 PICTURES BY THE AUTHOR

    [Illustration]

    SALEM MASS
    SAMUEL EDSON CASSINO




CONTENTS


    FRONTISPIECE
    DEDICATION
    HOW MARY FOUND HIM               9
    HOW THEY WASHED HIM             15
    HOW THEY FED HIM                21
    HOW HE WENT TO SCHOOL           27
    HOW HE WOULDN'T JUMP            33
    HOW LITTLE MARY SPUN            39
    HOW HE WENT BOATING             45
    HOW DOLLABELLA TOOK A RIDE      51
    HOW BOSSY BUNTED HIM            57
    HOW THEY PLAYED HIDE-AND-SEEK   63
    HOW HE SAVED MARY!              69
    HOW HE WON A PRIZE              75




Copyright, 1901, By S. E. Cassino.

Copyright, 1903, By S. E. Cassino.




    TO
    LITTLE AUNT HANNAH
    (ON HER
    NINETY FIRST BIRTHDAY.)




[Illustration: HOW MARY FOUND HIM.]


[Illustration: MARY'S LITTLE LAMB.]


I

When little Mary Moffett's mother asked her to go up to the Clover
Farm for some fresh [eggs], Mary felt a little sorry, for she was very
busy making her [doll] a [dress], but she laid down her [thimble] and
[scissors] and [yarn], tied on her pink [bonnet], and set off up the
hill, with her little [basket] on her [arm]. As she was coming home
she heard a queer little patter, patter, behind her. She looked back
and saw something white! [Mary] felt a wee bit afraid, and began to
run but her [foot] struck a [stone] and down she tumbled on her
[nose]! Before she could get up something soft and woolly was rubbing
gently against her [face], saying "Ba-a-a!" "Oh you darling lamb!"
cried Mary, hugging it--and the little [lamb] snuggled close, and said
"Ba-a-a! Take me home with you, little Mary." [Mother] was
astonished. "Whose lamb is it?" she asked. "Oh Mother, I think it's
just a wild lamb! Mayn't I keep it?" begged [Mary]. But Mother said
she must ask Farmer Clover if it was one of his [sheep], first. So
back they went, and found Farmer Clover mending his [fence] and Mary
asked him. But there were two big tears in her [eyes]--she did so want
that dear [lamb]--and the kind old [man] saw them. "Well, yes," he
said, "that's my lamb--but it's an extra one, that I haven't any room
for. If I knew anybody who would be willing to take it and treat it
well--" "Oh, Mr. Clover!" cried [Mary], her eyes dancing, now, and her
[feet] dancing, too. "_I'd_ be willing! _I'd_ treat it well! May _I_
have it?" So Mary and the little [lamb] went dancing home together.
And kind old [Mr. Clover] watched them and laughed till his [axe]
danced in his [hand], and his [glasses] danced on his [nose].




[Illustration: HOW THEY WASHED HIM.]


[Illustration: MARY'S LITTLE LAMB.]


II

"Mother! Mother!" cried little Mary, running into the [house]. "Mr.
Clover says he doesn't need this [lamb]--it's extra--and I may have it
for my very own!" Yes, now it was Mary's little lamb--and how they
loved each other! They went together everywhere--in the [house] and
the [barn], and over to Grandfathers, to play with little Aunt Hannah.
Mary's Aunt Hannah was only three years older than [Mary] herself and
they played together all the time. The two little [girls] thought the
[lamb] was beautiful, but it was not very clean. "I don't want a
dirty, dusty little lamb," said Mary; "I want a nice, clean, white
lamb." "Then we must wash it." said little [Aunt Hannah]. "Father
washes all his [sheep] in the [river] every spring." Out by the [barn]
stood the [faucet] with the big wooden [trough] where the [cows]
drank. The [trough] was full of water, standing in the [sun]. Mary
leaned over the edge and dipped her [hand]. "It's nice and warm," she
said. "Now, dear little