“ Come with me now inside the Abbey. We take off our hats here with great reverence, for we are not only in the House of God, but in the midst of the memorials of some of the most gifted of our countrymen. It is Poet's Corner. But we will not linger here; I want you to come right away into the chapel of Edward the Confessor, and as we pass along picture to yourselves how the Abbey looked on Coronation days, when the light from the great stained glass windows fell upon crowds of brave men and fair women, all robed in costumes of state to see the crown of England placed upon a monarch's head. ”
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Summary
"Little Folks," a 19th-century children’s periodical edited by various contributors, was published in multiple issues between 1884 and 1885. Featuring tales centered on characters like Elsie, Eddie, Bertie, and Duncan, the work weaves stories of familial struggle, moral development, and whimsical encounters.
Themes range from historical pageantry—such as coronations and religious allegories—to domestic routines and the trials of youth. With its blend of solemn reflection and lighthearted storytelling, the collection captures both grand and everyday aspects of life through episodic narratives. Its structure reflects a collaborative effort to educate and entertain young readers with varied, often symbolic, stories.
Quotes from Little Folks (Various)
“ The eyes of Felix grew rounder and rounder, as the Pine Queen gave these directions, and he rubbed them to be quite certain that he was awake."We roll and mow the grass," he half whispered."We scour, and mop, and dry, and polish," murmured the Queen."We play with bats," Felix went on."We play with brushes," continued the Queen; "and here is one of our players in full costume."Felix glanced round, but he only saw a boy who looked like a street sweeper, with a hand-brush in one hand and a broom in the other. ”
“ Elsie turned away with a shudder. The cows feeding on the smooth grass below, the very sight of the road, lonely and deserted though it was, seemed cheerful indeed, compared with the awful loneliness of those grim, endless hills."It's no use going this way," she said, with a little shiver. "The sea is farther off than I thought. We should lose ourselves among the hills; and it's so cold up here, and not a soul to tell us the way, not even a shepherd. ”
