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THE WRECK OF THE
“HESPERUS.” The wreck of the “ Hesperus” was a very dreadful thing. The skipper had taken his little daughter to sea with him to bear him company, and had sailed away to the northern seas. One night there came a terrible storm, and the skipper called to his little girl and bound her with a rope to the mast, for fear she should be washed over-board. There she stood all night, and once she called to her father and said —
“« Oh, father! I see a gleaming light,
Oh say, what may it be?'
A frozen corpse was he.”
The ship soon after went to pieces on the rocks, and the next morning a fisherman on the beach saw “the form of a maiden fair,” with tears frozen in her eyes, tossed on to shore by the waves. [It is the American poet Longfellow who tells this sad story.]
BABY ALICE. My little baby sister is named Alice, and she is the dearest little baby in all the world. She cannot hold a ball in her tiny hands like I can, but she laughs when I toss the ball at her, and crows, and kicks her little feet with delight. Mamma says that she will be able to talk to me some day, and that then we shall play together and have such fun. I love Baby Alice very much, and will always take great care not to hurt her; and if she likes to have any of my pretty toys, I will give them up to her, because she is a little girl, and boys ought always to be kind and loving to little girls, for they are not so strong, and cannot help themselves so well as boys. It is only bad, selfish boys who tease their sisters. Baby Alice laughs at me, for she knows I will always be good to her.