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A child's dream of a star

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A child's dream of a star
Series Title:
Collection of "masterpieces"
Creator:
Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870
Tucker, Elizabeth S ( Illustrator )
Frederick A. Stokes Company ( Publisher )
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New York
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Frederick A. Stokes Co.
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English
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[43] leaves : ill. ; 15 cm.

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Christian life -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Heaven -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Children and death -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Children -- Death -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Grief -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Publishers' advertisements -- 1894 ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1894
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novel ( marcgt )
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United States -- New York -- New York
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Statement of Responsibility:
by Charles Dickens ; with numerous original illustrations by Elizabeth S. Tucker.

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The Baldwin Library





FH Child’s Dream of a
Star,







Collection of “ Masterpieces”

CHARLES DICKENS
A. Child’s
Dream of a Star

With numerous original
tllustrations by

ELIZABETH S. TUCKER



NEW YORK
Freprerick A, Sroxes Company
PUBLISHERS



Copyright, 1894, by
Frederick A, Stokes Company







H Child’s Dream of
a Star,

THERE was once a child, and
he strolled about a good deal,
and thought of a number of
things. He had a sister, who
was a child too, and his con-
stant companion, These two
used to wonder all day long.
They wondered at the beauty of
the flowers; they wondered at
the height and blueness of the



They wondered at
the Beauty of the Flowers,







A CHILD’S DREAM OF A STAR,
sky; they wondered at the depth
of the
bright








water;
they won-
dered at
the good-
ness and
the pow-
er of God
whomade °
the lovely +

world THE BUDS ARE THE

CHILDREN OF THE
FLOWERS.

They used to say to one an-
other sometimes, ‘“ Supposing all
the children upon earth were to



Tbey wondered at the Depth
of the Bright Water.









die, would the flowers, and the

water and the sky be sorry?”



They i
believed
they
would
be sorry.
AOHOL- aS: cl




they, “the buds
are the children
of the flowers,
and the little
playful

streams that
gambol down ,
the hill-sides

are the chil- >LAVFUL

Tl GAMBOL

dren of the ‘pow THE HILLSIDES,

water; and the smallest bright









specks play-
ing at hide-
and-seek in
the sky all night, must surely
be the children of the stars ;
and they would all be grieved
to see their playmates, the
children of men, no more.”
There was one clear,
shining star that used to
come out in the sky before
the rest, near the church

spire, above the graves.





Lvery Wight they Watched
for it, Standing thand
in tband.







A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



It was larger and more beautiful,
they thought, than all the others,
and every night they watched for
it, standing hand in hand at a
window. Whoever saw it first
cried out, “I see the star!” And
often they cried out both together,
knowing so well when it would
rise, and where. So they grew
to be such friends with it, that,
before lying down in their beds,
they always looked out once again
to bid it good-night; and when
they were turning round to sleep,
they used to say, ‘God bless the
star!”

But while she was still very
young, oh very, very young, the



Wiben They were turning
round to Sleep, They
' -uged to say,
“God Bless the Star!”







A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



sister drooped, and came to be
so very weak that she could no
longer stand in the window at
night; and
then the child
looked sadly
out by himself
and when he
saw the star,
turned round

and said to



the patient

THE CHILD LOOKED pale face on
SADLY OUT BY

HIMSELF, the bed, “I

see the star!” and then a smile

would come upon the face, and a

little weak voice used to say, “God

bless my brother and the star!”



And then a Smile would come
upon the Face.







A CHILD’S DREAM OF A STAR,



And so the time came, all too
soon! when the child looked out
alone, and when there was no
face on the bed; and when there
was a little grave among the
graves, not there before; and
when the star made long rays
down toward him, as he saw it
through his tears.

Now, these rays were so bright,
and they seemed to make such a
shining way from earth to Heaven,
that when the child went to his
solitary bed, he dreamed about
the star; and dreamed that, lying
where he was, he saw a train of
people taken up that sparkling
road by angels. And the star,



A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



opening, showed him a_ great

world of light, where many more
such angels waited to. receive
them.

All these angels who were
waiting turned their beaming eyes
upon the people who were carried
up into the star; and some came
out from the long rows in which
they stood, and fell upon the
people’s necks and kissed them
tenderly, and went away with
them down avenues of light, and
were so happy in their company
that, lying in his bed, he wept
for joy.

But there were many angels

who did not go with them, and



“ffs my Brother come ?”’









A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



among them one he knew. The

patient face that once had lain
upon the bed was glorified and
radiant, but his heart found out
his sister among all the host.

His sister’s angel lingered near
the entrance of the star, and said
to the leader among those who
had brought the people thither :

“Is my brother come?”

And he said, “ No.”

She was turning hopefully
away, when the child stretched
out his arms and cried, “0,
sister, ] am here! Take me!”
And then she turned her beam-
ing eyes upon him, and it was

night; and the star was shining





in the room, making long rays
down toward him as he saw it

through his tears.



THERE WAS A BABY BORN TO BE A
BROTHER TO THE CHILD,

From that hour forth, the child
looked out upon the star as on
the home he was to go to when



A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.

his time should come; and he
thought that he did not belong
to the earth alone, but to the star
too, because of his sister’s angel
gone before,

There was a baby born to be
a brother to the child, and while
he was so little that he never had
spoken a word, he stretched his
tiny form out on his bed, and died.

Again the child dreamed of
the open star, and of the com-
pany of angels, and the train of
people, and the rows of angels
with their beaming eyes all turned
upon those people’s faces.

Said his sister’s angel to the
leader:



The Child bebeld bis
Brother’s Angel in ber Arms.







A CHILD’S DREAM OF A STAR.



“Ts my brother come ?”

And he said, “Not that one,
but another.”

As the child beheld his brother’s
angel in her arms, he cried, “ O,
sister, 1 am here! Take me!”
And she turned and_= smiled
upon him, and the star was shin-
ing.

He grew to be a young man,
and was busy at his books, when
an old servant came to him and
said:

“Thy mother is no more. I
bring her blessing on her darl-
ing son!”

Again at night he saw the star

and all that former company.



“by Mother is no more. T
bring ber Blessing on ber
darling Son!’”’









Said his sister’s angel to the
leader :

“Is my brother come?”

And he said, “ Thy mother!”

A mighty cry of joy went forth
through all the star, because the
mother was reunited to her two
children. And he stretched out
his arms and cried, “O, mother,
sister, and brother, I am here!
Take me!” And they answered
him, ‘‘ Not yet,” and the star was
shining.

He grew to be a man, whose
hair was turning gray, and he
was sitting in his chair by his
fire-side, heavy with grief, and

with his face bedewed with tears,



The Mother was reunited to
ber two Children,









A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



when the star opened once

again.



TTING IN HIS CHAIR BY HIS

HE W:
FI




SIDE, HEAVY WITH GRIEF.

Said his sister’s angel to the

leader: “Is my brother come?”



A CHILD’S DREAM OF A STAR.



And he said, “Nay, but his
maiden daughter.”

And the
man who
had been
the child
saw his
daughter,
newly lost
to him, a

celestial

creature



among
those three, YER
and he HIS MAIDEN DAUGHTER,
said, “My daughter's head is
on my sister’s bosom, and her

arm is round my mother’s neck,



“ay Daughter's head is on
my Sister’s Josom, and
ber Arm is round nip
iotber’s Meck,
and at bev Feet there is the
Baby of old Time,







CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.





and at her feet there is the baby

of old time, and I can_ bear
the parting from her, God be
praised !”

And the star was shining.

Thus the child came to be an
old man, and his once smooth
face was wrinkled, and his steps
were slow and feeble, and _ his
back was bent. And one night,
as he lay upon his bed, his chil-
dren standing round, he cried, as
he had cried so long ago:

“T see the star!”

They whispered one another,
“ He is dying.”

And he said, “I am. My age

is falling from me like a garment,



“fT See the Star!’









and I move toward the star as a

child. And O, my Father, now I
thank Thee that it has so often
orened to receive those dear ones
who await me !”

And the star was shining, and

it shines upon his grave,



COLLECTION OF MASTER-
PIECES.

This Collection of certain of the most
successful and best-loved works by vari-
ous authors has been entered upon by its
publishers with the intention of making
it as exquisite and perfect in form as
possible. Each volume contains a large
number of original illustrations by well-
known artists, made especially for the
Collection, and printed with the utmost
care.

The typographical details are some-
what in the best modern French style,
and the paper is of the highest grade,
and has been manufactured especially
for this Collection, which is issued in a
variety of beautiful bindings, to corre-
spond with the dainty interiors of the
books.

The following volumes are ready, each
of which can be had in either of the
bindings described:

Masterpieces of Prose and Verse.

‘ SeLections FroM Point Lace anv D1a-
monps.”” BAKER, Jélustrated by C.
Moore-Sinith,



“A CuiLp’s DREAM oF A STAR.” Dick-
ENS, Illustrated by Elizabeth S.
Tucker.

“THe Day Dream.’’ Tennyson, J¢/us-
trated by W. St. John Harper.

”

‘CE VANGELINE. LoncGFELttow. /dlus-
trated by Charles Howard Johnson.

“THanatopsis.” Bryant. Jllustrvated
by Corwin Knapp Linson,

‘*Soncs oF SEVEN.” IncGELow. Jdlus-

trated by Kirk Esté.

“Violet”? binding, with backs of can-
vas, richly ornamented in gold, and with
outer sides illuminated with design of
purple violets, with gold background.
Gilt top. Ina box.

Per volume, . : m a 75 cents,

Full dull brown cloth, or full white
cloth, with artistic ornamentation in
gold, Gilt top. Ina box,

Per volume, . 7 . a 75 cents.

Half calf. Gilt top. Ina box.
Per volume, : , : : $1.50.

Limp calf. Red-under-gold edges.
In a box.
Per volume, 7 7 . . $2.00.

Other volumes in preparation.



Specimen Pages,

“Evangeline.” —Long-
fellow.

Collection of “ Masterpieces,”



This we ederet primeval :







6 paTIENCE !* THE PRIEST WOULD SAY.”







“* UUNTING FOR FURS IN THE FORESTS.”



34 EVANGELINE.



Silenced, but not convinced, when the
story was ended, the blacksmith

Stood like a man who fain would
speak, but findeth no language ;

And all his thoughts congealed into lines
on his face, as the vapors

Freeze in fantastic shapes on the win-
dow-panes in the winter.

Then Evangeline lighted the brazen
lamp on the table,



“WROTE WITH A STEADY HAND.”









es HOLDING ALO IN HIS HANDS, WITH ITS SEALS,
THE ROYAL COMMISSION,”



74 EVANGELINE.



Over the watery floor, and beneath the
reverberant branches ;

But not a voice replied ; no answer came
from the darkness;

And, when the echoes had ceased, like a
sense of pain was the silence.

Then Evangeline slept ; but the boatmen
rowed through the midnight,

Silent at times, then singing familiar
Canadian boat-songs,



“ WATER-LILIES IN MYKIADS.”*

Such as they sang of old on their own
Acadian rivers,

And through the night were heard the
mysterious sounds of the desert,

Far off, indistinct, as of wave or wind in
the forest,



Specimen Pages,

“The Day Dream.”
Tennyson.

Collection of * Masterpieces.”













THE DAY-DREAM.

‘O eyes long laid in happy

sleep!’

‘O happy sleep, that lightly
fled |’



“AND OER THEM MANY A FLOWING RANGE
OF VAPOR BUOY’D THE CRESCENT-BARK.”’

‘O happy kiss, that woke thy
sleep !’

‘O love, thy kiss would wake

the dead!’

53







THE DAY-+DREAM.



Each baron at the banquet sleeps,

Grave faces gather'd in a ring.



mo
ox
“AND BEAKER BRIMM'D 5

a
WITH NOBLE WINE. =

24







Specimen Pages,

“Songs of Seven.” In-
gelow.

Collection of “* Masterpieces.”





“3ur PLL LOVE HIM MORE, MORE THAN E’ER WIFE
LOVED BEFORE, BE THE DAYS DARK OR BRIGHT.”



BY THE SYCAMORE
PASSED HE, AND THROUGH
THE WHITE CLOVER.



SONGS OF SEVEN,



A song of a nest :—
There was once a nest in a
hollow :





Or PRAY YOU HEAR My SONG OF A NEST,
FOR IT IS NOT LONG.”
Down in the mosses and knot-
grass ‘pressed,
Soft and warm, and full to the

brimn—











SONGS OF SEVEN,



“0 VELVET BEE, YOU'RE A DUSTY, FELLOW.’

O velvet bee, you're a dusty fel.
low,
You've powdered your legs
with gold!
O brave marsh marybuds, rich
and yellow,
Give me your money to hold!

O columbine, open your folded
wrapper,
Where two twin turtle-doves
dwell!

17













Specimen Pages,

“Selections from Point
Lace and Diamonds.”
Baker.

Collection of ‘‘ Masterpieces.”





“wis TWO TOOK POSSESSION OF THE STAIRS.”
—Pige 8



20 FROM “ POINT LACE AND DIAMONDS.”





‘HER FACE IS SAINT-LIKE ”?

That bright young creature kneel-
ing there
With every feeling, every thought

Absorbed in high and holy dreams
Of—new Spring dresses, truth to
say ,
To them the time is sanctified
From Shrove-tide until Easter
day.





‘0)) HELENA, TAKE THEE—LOVE—CHER-
ISH—AND’?—WELL, I CAN’T HELP
1T,—‘ oBEy.’”



CHIVALRIE, 101



“HER FATHER’S VOICE CAME THROUGH THE
WOOD, HE'D MADE A FORTUNE
TANNING LEATHER,”



Above, the heavens aglow with
light,
Beneath our feet the sleeping
ocean,
Wen as the sky my hope was bright,
Deep as the sea was my devotion.

Her father’s voice came through
the wood,
He'd made a fortune tanning’
leather ;
I was his clerk; I thought it good
To keep on talking about the
weather.





EGEND OF ST, VALENTINE





Quite a heavy piece of work.

So when I had got them done—
Why I thought them much too good

Just to waste that way on one.
Jack, I told you, didn’t T,

All about that black-eyed girl
Up in Stratford—last July—

Oh! you know; you saw her curl ?
Well, old fellow, she’s the one

That this row is all about,

For I sent her—who’d have thought
Maud would ever find it out—
Those same verses, word for word—

Hang it, man! you needn’t roar—
‘Splendid joke!” well, so I

thought—

No, don’t think so any more.
Yesterday, you know it rained,

T’d been up late—at a ball—
Didn’t know what else to do—

Went up and made Mauda call.
Found some other girl there, too,

They were playing a duet.
“ Fred, my cousin, Nelly Deane,”—





we

SPLENDID JOKE ! WELL, SO 1 THOUGHT--
NO, DON’t THINK SO ANY MORE,”



Specimen Pages,

“Thanatopsis.” Bry-
ant.

Collection of “ Masterpieces.”















THANATOPSIS.



Nor in the embrace of ocean,
shall exist

Thy image. Earth, that nour-
ished thee, shall claim

Thy growth, to be resolved to

earth again,



“THE SLUGGISH CLOD, WHICH THE RUDE
SWAIN TURNS WITH HIS SHARE, AND
TREADS UPON.”

3r







THANATOPSIS.



Of ages glide away, the sons of
men,

The youth in life’s green spring,
and he who goes

In the full
strength of
years, mat-
ron and
maid,

And the sweet
babe, and
the gray-
headed

man—-



Shall one by one

be gathered to thy side,



THANATOPSIS





Like one who wraps the drapery

of his couch



** SUSTAINED AND SOOTHED BY AN UN~
FALTERING TRUST.”

About him, and lies down to
pleasant dreams.

FINIS,







pea iatee

Maas

Hi

(eseertens

|

















Full Text



The Baldwin Library


FH Child’s Dream of a
Star,

Collection of “ Masterpieces”

CHARLES DICKENS
A. Child’s
Dream of a Star

With numerous original
tllustrations by

ELIZABETH S. TUCKER



NEW YORK
Freprerick A, Sroxes Company
PUBLISHERS
Copyright, 1894, by
Frederick A, Stokes Company

H Child’s Dream of
a Star,

THERE was once a child, and
he strolled about a good deal,
and thought of a number of
things. He had a sister, who
was a child too, and his con-
stant companion, These two
used to wonder all day long.
They wondered at the beauty of
the flowers; they wondered at
the height and blueness of the
They wondered at
the Beauty of the Flowers,

A CHILD’S DREAM OF A STAR,
sky; they wondered at the depth
of the
bright








water;
they won-
dered at
the good-
ness and
the pow-
er of God
whomade °
the lovely +

world THE BUDS ARE THE

CHILDREN OF THE
FLOWERS.

They used to say to one an-
other sometimes, ‘“ Supposing all
the children upon earth were to
Tbey wondered at the Depth
of the Bright Water.



die, would the flowers, and the

water and the sky be sorry?”



They i
believed
they
would
be sorry.
AOHOL- aS: cl




they, “the buds
are the children
of the flowers,
and the little
playful

streams that
gambol down ,
the hill-sides

are the chil- >LAVFUL

Tl GAMBOL

dren of the ‘pow THE HILLSIDES,

water; and the smallest bright






specks play-
ing at hide-
and-seek in
the sky all night, must surely
be the children of the stars ;
and they would all be grieved
to see their playmates, the
children of men, no more.”
There was one clear,
shining star that used to
come out in the sky before
the rest, near the church

spire, above the graves.


Lvery Wight they Watched
for it, Standing thand
in tband.

A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



It was larger and more beautiful,
they thought, than all the others,
and every night they watched for
it, standing hand in hand at a
window. Whoever saw it first
cried out, “I see the star!” And
often they cried out both together,
knowing so well when it would
rise, and where. So they grew
to be such friends with it, that,
before lying down in their beds,
they always looked out once again
to bid it good-night; and when
they were turning round to sleep,
they used to say, ‘God bless the
star!”

But while she was still very
young, oh very, very young, the
Wiben They were turning
round to Sleep, They
' -uged to say,
“God Bless the Star!”

A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



sister drooped, and came to be
so very weak that she could no
longer stand in the window at
night; and
then the child
looked sadly
out by himself
and when he
saw the star,
turned round

and said to



the patient

THE CHILD LOOKED pale face on
SADLY OUT BY

HIMSELF, the bed, “I

see the star!” and then a smile

would come upon the face, and a

little weak voice used to say, “God

bless my brother and the star!”
And then a Smile would come
upon the Face.

A CHILD’S DREAM OF A STAR,



And so the time came, all too
soon! when the child looked out
alone, and when there was no
face on the bed; and when there
was a little grave among the
graves, not there before; and
when the star made long rays
down toward him, as he saw it
through his tears.

Now, these rays were so bright,
and they seemed to make such a
shining way from earth to Heaven,
that when the child went to his
solitary bed, he dreamed about
the star; and dreamed that, lying
where he was, he saw a train of
people taken up that sparkling
road by angels. And the star,
A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



opening, showed him a_ great

world of light, where many more
such angels waited to. receive
them.

All these angels who were
waiting turned their beaming eyes
upon the people who were carried
up into the star; and some came
out from the long rows in which
they stood, and fell upon the
people’s necks and kissed them
tenderly, and went away with
them down avenues of light, and
were so happy in their company
that, lying in his bed, he wept
for joy.

But there were many angels

who did not go with them, and
“ffs my Brother come ?”’



A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



among them one he knew. The

patient face that once had lain
upon the bed was glorified and
radiant, but his heart found out
his sister among all the host.

His sister’s angel lingered near
the entrance of the star, and said
to the leader among those who
had brought the people thither :

“Is my brother come?”

And he said, “ No.”

She was turning hopefully
away, when the child stretched
out his arms and cried, “0,
sister, ] am here! Take me!”
And then she turned her beam-
ing eyes upon him, and it was

night; and the star was shining


in the room, making long rays
down toward him as he saw it

through his tears.



THERE WAS A BABY BORN TO BE A
BROTHER TO THE CHILD,

From that hour forth, the child
looked out upon the star as on
the home he was to go to when
A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.

his time should come; and he
thought that he did not belong
to the earth alone, but to the star
too, because of his sister’s angel
gone before,

There was a baby born to be
a brother to the child, and while
he was so little that he never had
spoken a word, he stretched his
tiny form out on his bed, and died.

Again the child dreamed of
the open star, and of the com-
pany of angels, and the train of
people, and the rows of angels
with their beaming eyes all turned
upon those people’s faces.

Said his sister’s angel to the
leader:
The Child bebeld bis
Brother’s Angel in ber Arms.

A CHILD’S DREAM OF A STAR.



“Ts my brother come ?”

And he said, “Not that one,
but another.”

As the child beheld his brother’s
angel in her arms, he cried, “ O,
sister, 1 am here! Take me!”
And she turned and_= smiled
upon him, and the star was shin-
ing.

He grew to be a young man,
and was busy at his books, when
an old servant came to him and
said:

“Thy mother is no more. I
bring her blessing on her darl-
ing son!”

Again at night he saw the star

and all that former company.
“by Mother is no more. T
bring ber Blessing on ber
darling Son!’”’



Said his sister’s angel to the
leader :

“Is my brother come?”

And he said, “ Thy mother!”

A mighty cry of joy went forth
through all the star, because the
mother was reunited to her two
children. And he stretched out
his arms and cried, “O, mother,
sister, and brother, I am here!
Take me!” And they answered
him, ‘‘ Not yet,” and the star was
shining.

He grew to be a man, whose
hair was turning gray, and he
was sitting in his chair by his
fire-side, heavy with grief, and

with his face bedewed with tears,
The Mother was reunited to
ber two Children,



A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.



when the star opened once

again.



TTING IN HIS CHAIR BY HIS

HE W:
FI




SIDE, HEAVY WITH GRIEF.

Said his sister’s angel to the

leader: “Is my brother come?”
A CHILD’S DREAM OF A STAR.



And he said, “Nay, but his
maiden daughter.”

And the
man who
had been
the child
saw his
daughter,
newly lost
to him, a

celestial

creature



among
those three, YER
and he HIS MAIDEN DAUGHTER,
said, “My daughter's head is
on my sister’s bosom, and her

arm is round my mother’s neck,
“ay Daughter's head is on
my Sister’s Josom, and
ber Arm is round nip
iotber’s Meck,
and at bev Feet there is the
Baby of old Time,

CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.





and at her feet there is the baby

of old time, and I can_ bear
the parting from her, God be
praised !”

And the star was shining.

Thus the child came to be an
old man, and his once smooth
face was wrinkled, and his steps
were slow and feeble, and _ his
back was bent. And one night,
as he lay upon his bed, his chil-
dren standing round, he cried, as
he had cried so long ago:

“T see the star!”

They whispered one another,
“ He is dying.”

And he said, “I am. My age

is falling from me like a garment,
“fT See the Star!’



and I move toward the star as a

child. And O, my Father, now I
thank Thee that it has so often
orened to receive those dear ones
who await me !”

And the star was shining, and

it shines upon his grave,
COLLECTION OF MASTER-
PIECES.

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successful and best-loved works by vari-
ous authors has been entered upon by its
publishers with the intention of making
it as exquisite and perfect in form as
possible. Each volume contains a large
number of original illustrations by well-
known artists, made especially for the
Collection, and printed with the utmost
care.

The typographical details are some-
what in the best modern French style,
and the paper is of the highest grade,
and has been manufactured especially
for this Collection, which is issued in a
variety of beautiful bindings, to corre-
spond with the dainty interiors of the
books.

The following volumes are ready, each
of which can be had in either of the
bindings described:

Masterpieces of Prose and Verse.

‘ SeLections FroM Point Lace anv D1a-
monps.”” BAKER, Jélustrated by C.
Moore-Sinith,
“A CuiLp’s DREAM oF A STAR.” Dick-
ENS, Illustrated by Elizabeth S.
Tucker.

“THe Day Dream.’’ Tennyson, J¢/us-
trated by W. St. John Harper.

”

‘CE VANGELINE. LoncGFELttow. /dlus-
trated by Charles Howard Johnson.

“THanatopsis.” Bryant. Jllustrvated
by Corwin Knapp Linson,

‘*Soncs oF SEVEN.” IncGELow. Jdlus-

trated by Kirk Esté.

“Violet”? binding, with backs of can-
vas, richly ornamented in gold, and with
outer sides illuminated with design of
purple violets, with gold background.
Gilt top. Ina box.

Per volume, . : m a 75 cents,

Full dull brown cloth, or full white
cloth, with artistic ornamentation in
gold, Gilt top. Ina box,

Per volume, . 7 . a 75 cents.

Half calf. Gilt top. Ina box.
Per volume, : , : : $1.50.

Limp calf. Red-under-gold edges.
In a box.
Per volume, 7 7 . . $2.00.

Other volumes in preparation.
Specimen Pages,

“Evangeline.” —Long-
fellow.

Collection of “ Masterpieces,”
This we ederet primeval :




6 paTIENCE !* THE PRIEST WOULD SAY.”




“* UUNTING FOR FURS IN THE FORESTS.”
34 EVANGELINE.



Silenced, but not convinced, when the
story was ended, the blacksmith

Stood like a man who fain would
speak, but findeth no language ;

And all his thoughts congealed into lines
on his face, as the vapors

Freeze in fantastic shapes on the win-
dow-panes in the winter.

Then Evangeline lighted the brazen
lamp on the table,



“WROTE WITH A STEADY HAND.”






es HOLDING ALO IN HIS HANDS, WITH ITS SEALS,
THE ROYAL COMMISSION,”
74 EVANGELINE.



Over the watery floor, and beneath the
reverberant branches ;

But not a voice replied ; no answer came
from the darkness;

And, when the echoes had ceased, like a
sense of pain was the silence.

Then Evangeline slept ; but the boatmen
rowed through the midnight,

Silent at times, then singing familiar
Canadian boat-songs,



“ WATER-LILIES IN MYKIADS.”*

Such as they sang of old on their own
Acadian rivers,

And through the night were heard the
mysterious sounds of the desert,

Far off, indistinct, as of wave or wind in
the forest,
Specimen Pages,

“The Day Dream.”
Tennyson.

Collection of * Masterpieces.”




THE DAY-DREAM.

‘O eyes long laid in happy

sleep!’

‘O happy sleep, that lightly
fled |’



“AND OER THEM MANY A FLOWING RANGE
OF VAPOR BUOY’D THE CRESCENT-BARK.”’

‘O happy kiss, that woke thy
sleep !’

‘O love, thy kiss would wake

the dead!’

53

THE DAY-+DREAM.



Each baron at the banquet sleeps,

Grave faces gather'd in a ring.



mo
ox
“AND BEAKER BRIMM'D 5

a
WITH NOBLE WINE. =

24

Specimen Pages,

“Songs of Seven.” In-
gelow.

Collection of “* Masterpieces.”


“3ur PLL LOVE HIM MORE, MORE THAN E’ER WIFE
LOVED BEFORE, BE THE DAYS DARK OR BRIGHT.”
BY THE SYCAMORE
PASSED HE, AND THROUGH
THE WHITE CLOVER.
SONGS OF SEVEN,



A song of a nest :—
There was once a nest in a
hollow :





Or PRAY YOU HEAR My SONG OF A NEST,
FOR IT IS NOT LONG.”
Down in the mosses and knot-
grass ‘pressed,
Soft and warm, and full to the

brimn—





SONGS OF SEVEN,



“0 VELVET BEE, YOU'RE A DUSTY, FELLOW.’

O velvet bee, you're a dusty fel.
low,
You've powdered your legs
with gold!
O brave marsh marybuds, rich
and yellow,
Give me your money to hold!

O columbine, open your folded
wrapper,
Where two twin turtle-doves
dwell!

17







Specimen Pages,

“Selections from Point
Lace and Diamonds.”
Baker.

Collection of ‘‘ Masterpieces.”


“wis TWO TOOK POSSESSION OF THE STAIRS.”
—Pige 8
20 FROM “ POINT LACE AND DIAMONDS.”





‘HER FACE IS SAINT-LIKE ”?

That bright young creature kneel-
ing there
With every feeling, every thought

Absorbed in high and holy dreams
Of—new Spring dresses, truth to
say ,
To them the time is sanctified
From Shrove-tide until Easter
day.


‘0)) HELENA, TAKE THEE—LOVE—CHER-
ISH—AND’?—WELL, I CAN’T HELP
1T,—‘ oBEy.’”
CHIVALRIE, 101



“HER FATHER’S VOICE CAME THROUGH THE
WOOD, HE'D MADE A FORTUNE
TANNING LEATHER,”



Above, the heavens aglow with
light,
Beneath our feet the sleeping
ocean,
Wen as the sky my hope was bright,
Deep as the sea was my devotion.

Her father’s voice came through
the wood,
He'd made a fortune tanning’
leather ;
I was his clerk; I thought it good
To keep on talking about the
weather.


EGEND OF ST, VALENTINE





Quite a heavy piece of work.

So when I had got them done—
Why I thought them much too good

Just to waste that way on one.
Jack, I told you, didn’t T,

All about that black-eyed girl
Up in Stratford—last July—

Oh! you know; you saw her curl ?
Well, old fellow, she’s the one

That this row is all about,

For I sent her—who’d have thought
Maud would ever find it out—
Those same verses, word for word—

Hang it, man! you needn’t roar—
‘Splendid joke!” well, so I

thought—

No, don’t think so any more.
Yesterday, you know it rained,

T’d been up late—at a ball—
Didn’t know what else to do—

Went up and made Mauda call.
Found some other girl there, too,

They were playing a duet.
“ Fred, my cousin, Nelly Deane,”—


we

SPLENDID JOKE ! WELL, SO 1 THOUGHT--
NO, DON’t THINK SO ANY MORE,”
Specimen Pages,

“Thanatopsis.” Bry-
ant.

Collection of “ Masterpieces.”






THANATOPSIS.



Nor in the embrace of ocean,
shall exist

Thy image. Earth, that nour-
ished thee, shall claim

Thy growth, to be resolved to

earth again,



“THE SLUGGISH CLOD, WHICH THE RUDE
SWAIN TURNS WITH HIS SHARE, AND
TREADS UPON.”

3r

THANATOPSIS.



Of ages glide away, the sons of
men,

The youth in life’s green spring,
and he who goes

In the full
strength of
years, mat-
ron and
maid,

And the sweet
babe, and
the gray-
headed

man—-



Shall one by one

be gathered to thy side,
THANATOPSIS





Like one who wraps the drapery

of his couch



** SUSTAINED AND SOOTHED BY AN UN~
FALTERING TRUST.”

About him, and lies down to
pleasant dreams.

FINIS,

pea iatee

Maas

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