Claribel: or, Rest at last

——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by the AMERICAN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION, In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. ——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— ————————————————— ———————————————— WESTCOTT & THOMSON HENRY B. ASHMEAD Stereotypers and Electrotypers, Philada. Printer, Philada. CONTENTS. —————— THE NEW SCHOLAR "BITTER HONEY FROM FAIR FLOWERS" BAB OPENING THE DOORS FANNY PRISCILLA LITTLE MADGE YELLOW COVERS EXPLANATIONS CLARIBEL. ———————— THE NEW SCHOLAR. "WE have got a new boarder, girls," said Emma Hausen, joining a group of her companions, under a great tree on the lawn. "She has just come up from the boat with Uncle Hausen. I believe he went to the Bridge to meet her." "What is she like?" asked Tilly Mansfield. "Does she look nice?" "I didn't see her face—she had a thick crape veil over it; but she is in deep mourning which looks quite new, and she is lame. She walks with a crutch." "Poor thing!" said Eva Church. "How old should thee think she was, Emma?" "How can I tell, child, when I didn't see her face at all? She is about as tall as I am, but larger. She was very nicely dressed, and has two large trunks; and, as I told you, she walks with a crutch. So there 'you have the sum of the facts which have come under my immediate observation,' as Professor Ashhurst says." "Poor thing!" said Percy Dunham. "Why poor thing?" asked Tilly. "Do you know her, Percy?" "No; I never saw or heard of her; but I know it cannot be very nice to be lame, and Emma says she is dressed in new deep mourning; so she must have lost some near friend—her mother, perhaps." "Lame people are not always unhappy," remarked Tilly. "There is old Uncle Jacob; he is lame, and poor too, and I don't believe any person in Round Springs is happier than he is; and only just look at Bab!" "I think Bab's tail rather preys on his mind, though, when he compares it with Molly's," observed Percy, seriously. "What nonsense you do talk about those cats!" said Rebecca Stiney, who always took everything literally. "I should think you would be ashamed." "What is there to be ashamed of?" "Talking as if a cat could have a mind of his own." "You just try to make Molly do something she doesn't like, and see if she hasn't a…