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y readers, would you like to go abroad, for just an hour or so,
With little friends of different ages? Look at them in these pictured pages—
Brothers and sisters you can see, all children of one family.
Their father, too, you here will find, and good Miss Earle, their teacher kind.
Three years ago their Mother died, and ever since has Father tried
To give his children in the Spring some tour, or treat, or pleasant thing.
Said he, last Easter, "I propose, for Nellie, Dennis, Mabel, Rose,
A trip abroad—to go with me to Paris and through Normandy."
Then all exclaimed, "Oh! glorious!"—"But may not Bertie go with us?—"
Said Rose—"We can't leave him at home." Then Father said he too should come.
Turn to the Frontispiece and see the children packing busily.
The next page shows them in the station at Charing Cross. Their great elation
Is written plainly on their faces.—Bell rings—"Time's up—Come, take your places!"

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The "Folkestone Express" sped on like a dream,
And there lay the steamer fast getting up steam.

Then at the Folkestone harbour, down they go
Across the gangway to the boat below;
Mabel and Rose just crossing you can see,
Each holding her new doll most carefully.

Nellie, Miss Earle, and bertie too appear,
Whilst Dennis, with the rugs, brings up the rear.
May looks behind her with an anxious air,
Lest Father, at the last, should not be there.


Our children once on board, all safe and sound,
Watch with delight the busy scene around.
The noisy steam-pipe blows and blows away,—
"Now this is just the noise we like," they say.

But while the turmoil loud and louder grows,
"I'm glad the wind blows gently," whispers Rose.
And as the steamer swiftly leaves the quay,
Mabel and Dennis almost dance with glee.