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Title: Talks about authors and their work
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: Bloor, Ella Reeve, 1862-1951
Subjects: Authors, American Authors
Publisher: Chicago : A. Flanagan
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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onnie sweet lassie, gleaning in the fieldwith him, and he made some verses for her tosing, as she had a very sweet voice. Of courseall the other boys and girls thought they werefine, and the lassie sang them as often as she couldget them to listen. There was an old woman living in the Burnsfamily who used to tell the children most won-derful stories of witches, ghosts, fairies, brownies,spunkies, and kelpies. The Scotch lads andlasses used to look for them whenever theyplayed in the fields or woods. The old womantaught them that fairies and brownies livedin the woods, that witches and ghosts madetheir homes in grave-yards; kelpies were fairiesthat lived near water, and spunkies were littlewill-owisps and could really be seen flying overmarshes flashing oUt like sparks of fire. Shealso told them that in all the high hills therewere giants and dragons, so wherever the childrenwent, they were sure to be near the homes ofsome of these queer folks. Of course, the boy, Robert, imagined many
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ROBERT BURNS. 20 TALKS ABOUT AUTHORS. stories about them, and he says he used to keepa sharp lookout in dark places, while walkingout at night, for, although he did not believe inghosts, he could not shake off the memory of theold womans tales. Burns loved company, and made a great man)^friends, because he was so jolly, and could makesuck fine verses. When he was going out into theworld to try his fortune he wrote a poem aboutit, which, he says, described his feelings at thetime. My father was a farmer, Upon the Carrick border, And cheerfully he bred me In decency and order. He bade me act a manly part. Though I had neer a farthing, For without an honest, manly heart. No man was worth regarding. Then out into the world,My course I did determine;Though to be rich was not my wish,Yet to be great was charming;My talents they were not the worst,Nor yet my education,Resolvd, was I, at least, to try.To mend my situation. TALKS ABOUT AUTHORS. 21 Then he tells of his misfortunes which hap-pen

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