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Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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perbly grand. These splendors shall all be mine. The other foot-page is so dull, and so slow,—Oh, Rodna s a dreadful dunce! — He never will find the stone, I know; Bless me! he does nt know where to go.I 11 hie me away at once. ■ I 11 go where the king sat yesternight To hear the minstrel sing;For the ground is strewn with violets white,And he clapped his hands with all his might; And there I shall find the ring. My life will be joyous and free from care, For of course I shall find the stone ;And far away in the future fair.Perhaps I shall wed the Princess Claire,— And even come to the throne.So musing and planning, the page lay there, Gazing up into the sky ;Building such wonderful castles in air,They far exceeded the palace fair — And the midday hour drew nigh. Then gaily the little foot-page uprose, And took his way to the town;Skipping along on his queer little toesAnd saying, Perhaps before night — whoknows ? —In my palace I 11 lay me down. 420 THE LITTLE FOOT-PAGE.
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But alas, and alas, for the day-dreams bright! Alas, for the palace fair!As he entered the town, with a footstep light,He beheld a most bewildering sight: The beautiful Princess Claire And the king, my master, doth bid me say To each, and every one, Go clothe yourself in your best array,For the finest feast will be given to-day, That ever was under the sun. Was leading a little foot-page by the hand; While the herald, with loudest voice,Cried, Here is the brightest foot-page in the land!His is the treasure and palace grand! In him doth the king rejoice. Then the other foot-page went home alone,— Sadder and wiser he,—And donned his holiday dress with a groan.For Rodna had sought, and found thestone, While Ralph lay under the tree. THE FORTUNES OF TOBY TRAFFORD. By J. T. Trowbridge. \Begitn in the November number. ) Chapter XXI. BOATS WANTED. Toby was like a bird escaped from its cage,when he went home and told his mother andsister how he had regained his freedom, andfound that they

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