Harriet Myrtle

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Harriet Myrtle,  The Pleasures of the Country: Simple Stories for Young People

“ Harry ran into the cottage, and brought back his mama, followed by Mary.
"Oh Miss Rose!" said Mary, "what a pity. The eggs must all be spoiled."
"Do you think so?" sobbed Rose. "Oh mama, mama, how sorry I am!"
"Might they be put near the kitchen fire?" asked Harry with a faltering voice.
Their mama put her hand under Fairy, and felt the eggs.
"They are not quite cold," said she; "I yet hope they may not be spoiled."
"Do you think so, mama? Oh how happy I should be," said Rose, looking up in her tears.
"And then perhaps the poor little chickens are not all dead," said Harry.
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Source: Gutenberg

Harriet Myrtle,  The Goat and Her Kid

“ When winter strips the trees of their leaves, then the little bright green mosses come and clothe the roots and stems, as if to do all they can to comfort them; and to-day they were sparkling all over, and seemed to be dressed out for some festival. Mary and her papa stopped before a weeping birch-tree, with the green moss growing on its silvery white stem. After admiring it for some time, they looked up at its branches that hung drooping over their heads. "How light and feathery they look," said Mary. "I think they are quite as pretty as in summer." ”
Source: Gutenberg

Harriet Myrtle,  Adventure of a Kite

“ Again came the wind, again the Kite made a sweep down [16] and rose up again, as if indignant—then shook her tail and wings as if threatening to do some mischief—then made a quick motion to the right and a dance to the left—then made a very graceful courtesy deep down, as though she was very politely saluting the wind, but suddenly rose up with a sharp jerk, as though she had spitefully altered her mind—and the next moment made a dart first to the right and then to the left, and continued to do this till James White said he was sure something must happen. ”
Source: Gutenberg

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