CHAPTER VIII.

HARRY AND HATTY.

One pleasant morning in June, Mr. Lee ordered the carriage, and drove

with Minnie to a delightful residence on the border of a lovely lake.

Minnie had often been here to visit little Harry, only child of her

mother's friends.

This dear boy, like Minnie, had many pets, and could fully sympathize

with her in her love for animals and for the beauties of nature.

Harry had a pony named Cherokee; he had also pretty birds, that he

delighted to watch, as they hung in their cage.

But the pet which Harry loved more than all others was a lamb, which he

had named Hatty. This little creature had been given him but a short

time before Minnie's visit; but it had learned to know his voice, to

run to meet him, and to eat grass from his hand.

When Hatty was first carried from her mother to Harry's home, she cried

for her usual companions. The boy's tender heart was touched, and he

begged his father to let the lamb sleep in his room.

"She will be so lonely!" he urged; "and I shall want to take care of

her. Please, papa, be so kind as to let me have her there."

His parents, ever anxious to please their dear child, readily consented;

but first his mamma allowed him to take his pet into the lake for a

bath.

Nurse, laughing at his delight, dressed Harry in his red flannel bathing

suit; and then, with his lamb in his arms, he waded into the water.

Hatty was a little afraid; but even in those few hours that she had

been with her young master, she had learned that he would not allow her

to be injured.

When the lamb's soft wool was dry, as it soon was in the hot sun, his

father left his reading in the parlor to help him find a basket large

enough for the lamb's bed.

In the morning, when his mother went into his chamber, she laughed to

see that he had taken his pet to share his own bed, and was lying with

his arms around her neck, kissing her with demonstrative affection.

"Pretty little Hatty!" he exclaimed, again and again; "I do love you so

dearly!"

Minnie had scarcely alighted from the carriage, when Harry cried out,

"Please come and see my lamb."

The child smilingly followed him to the field, where the little

creature was learning to graze in the rich clover. As soon as she heard

his voice, she ran toward him, bleating and showing every mark of strong

affection. She was a pretty lamb, with long, silky wool, gentle eyes,

and a meek, loving expression.

During the day, the two children were scarcely a moment away from Hatty;

for Harry's heart was moved by her cries for him, and he was so fond of

her he could not endure a separation. Sometimes they would sit down on

the clean, sweet grass, the boy laying his head on Hatty's neck; but

more commonly they were running over the lawn, with the lamb close at

their heels, sharing their happiness.

"O, mamma," he exclaimed, when they went in to dinner, "we have had such

a funny time! Hatty knows Minnie now quite well; but she does not love

her, of course, as she does me. She cries for me whenever she cannot see

me."

His mother smiled, and then asked, "Have you told Minnie about Una, and

what Hatty does while you are learning your lessons?"

"O, no, mamma! I quite forgot to tell her."

"Will you please tell me about Una?" urged Minnie, with great

earnestness.

"Yes, dear. Una was the name of a lamb I once saw. She was not gentle

and loving, as Harry's lamb is; she was more lively, and full of tricks.

She had a bad habit of browsing the trees, so that her mistress one day

told a servant to tie her to a stake in the orchard, or she would

destroy the young plants.

"Una had a little companion that was very quiet and inoffensive, but

was sometimes led by her into mischief. The next morning after she had

been tied, when the man went with the leather strap and string to lead

her to the orchard again, Una was nowhere to be found. All day long she

and her companion were off out of sight; but at night they came timidly

back, watching to see that the man did not catch them."

Minnie laughed heartily. "I suppose," she exclaimed, "that she ran away

to escape being tied, as our Leo used to when he wanted to go to

church."

"Yes; and she repeated the trick for several days. She was a very

cunning lamb, and would watch her chance, standing on her hind feet, to

eat the bark from the young trees, and pull the slender twigs down

toward the ground with her fore leg."

"Can you remember any thing more about her?" timidly inquired Minnie.

"Dinner is ready," answered the lady, smiling. "We shall not have time

now; but Harry may tell you about Hatty."

Harry stood up very straight, his bright eyes sparkling with pleasure;

then, with a motion peculiar to him, tossing the curls from his

forehead, and turning to Minnie, he said, in an animated tone, "Every

morning I have my lessons with mamma; but Hatty doesn't like me to

study, because she wants to be playing, you know. At first, she cried so

much that I couldn't get on at all well, until mamma put my stool close

to the door. You see it is glass, and she could look through the panes.

So she lies on the piazza outside, with her nose as close as she can get

it to me."

"And her loving eyes fixed on his face," added mamma, smiling at

Minnie's earnest gaze.

"Isn't it funny," cried the boy, leaning toward his young visitor, "for

her to sit still till my lessons are learned, so that I can say them all

by heart?

"O, mamma!" he shouted, "there's Hatty now."

And, true enough, the affectionate creature had followed them around the

house to the dining room, and there she stood butting against the

glass, to get to her dear little master.

"I do think," cried Minnie, enthusiastically, "that Hatty is the very

best lamb I ever saw."

MRS. LESLIE'S JUVENILE SERIES.

16mo.

MRS. LESLIE'S JUVENILE SERIES.

16mo.

FOR BOYS.

Vol. I. THE MOTHERLESS CHILDREN.

" II. PLAY AND STUDY.

" III. HOWARD AND HIS TEACHER.

" IV. JACK, THE CHIMNEY SWEEPER.

FOR GIRLS.

Vol. I. TRYING TO BE USEFUL.

" II. LITTLE AGNES.

" III. I'LL TRY.

" IV. ART AND ARTLESSNESS.

MINNIE'S PET HORSE.

BY

MRS. MADELINE LESLIE,

AUTHOR OF "THE LESLIE STORIES," "TIM, THE SCISSORS-GRINDER,"

ETC.

ILLUSTRATED.

BOSTON:

LEE AND SHEPARD,

SUCCESSORS TO PHILLIPS, SAMPSON & CO.

1864.

Transcriber's Note

The following typographical errors were corrected:

Page Error

16 crumbed changed to crumbled

48 their strength. changed to their strength."

109 adjoining shelter. changed to adjoining shelter."

143 companions, the changed to companions, the dog

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