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Title: Half-past bedtime
Year: 1922 (1920s)
Authors: Bashford, H. H. (Henry Howarth), Sir, 1880-1961
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Publisher: Boston, Houghton Mifflin
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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d blue eyes sleepy grow, And Nurse downstairs clears up the crumbs, When God pulls down His blind, and soWhat people call the twilight comes, Then lazy Moon lifts up her arm, Shakes back her hair and smooths her beams,And softly over field and farm Scatters the milk-white seed of dreams, CONTENTS CHAPTER PAGE I. MR JUGG 13 II. GWENDOLEN 29 III. THE LITTLE ICE-MEN 45 IV. UNCLE JOES STORY 61V. BEARDY NED 75 VI. THE MAGIC SONG 89 VII. THE IMAGINARY BOY 105 VIII. THE HILL THAT REMEMBERED 121 IX. ST UNCUS 137 X. OLD MOTHER HUBBARD 151 XI. MARIANS PARTY 167 XII. THE SORROWFUL PICTURE 183 XIII. THE MOON-BOYS FRIEND 199 XIV. THE CHRISTMAS TREE 215 ILLUSTRATIONS PAGE HALF-PAST BEDTIME Frontispiece MARIAN AND MR JUGG 12 MONKEY ISLAND 28 CUTHBERT AND DORIS 44 BELLA AT EDEN 60 BEARDY NEDS FIRE 74 THE MAGIC SONG 88 THE HAUNTED WOOD 104 OESARS CAMP 120 DORIS AND ST UNCUS 136 MOTHER HUBBARDS 150 THE LITTLE TEMPLE 166 PORTO BLANCO 182 THE LAGOON 198 STILL TALKING 214 MR JUGG A/vorian o*ul J\l\£ luae
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HALF-PAST BEDTIME MR JUGG THE name of the town doesnt really matter ; butit was a big town in the middle of the country ;and the first of these adventures happened toa little girl whose Christian name was Marian. She wasonly seven when it happened to her, so that it was rathera young sort of adventure ; but the older ones happenedlater on, and this is the best, perhaps, to begin with. Marians house was in a street called Peter Street,because there was a church in it called St Peters Church ;and some people liked this church, because it had a greatspire soaring up into the sky. But Marians daddydidnt like spires, because they were so sharp and soslippery. He liked towers better, because the old churchtowers, he said, were like little laps, ready to catch Godsblessing. But Marians daddy was a queer sort of man,and nobody took much notice of what he said. At the other end of Peter Street there was a field inwhich some people were beginning to build houses, andMarian used to love going in

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