This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 Excerpt: ...Quick! bring a light." Jess shut the window, and taking up the lamp, ran down and opened the door. Her father staggered in, and a great gust of wind swept after him, trying to put the light out. Failing in that, it swept off again, and spitefully blew an old gentleman's umbrella inside out. "Clear the way, lass, and ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 Excerpt: ...Quick! bring a light." Jess shut the window, and taking up the lamp, ran down and opened the door. Her father staggered in, and a great gust of wind swept after him, trying to put the light out. Failing in that, it swept off again, and spitefully blew an old gentleman's umbrella inside out. "Clear the way, lass, and let me come." Joey went upstairs, slowly carrying something heavy--lump, lump. "Why, father," said Jess, with attentive face, "what have you got there? how heavy your step is! as heavy as two." "I should think so," said Joey, laying his burden on the big old sofa. "Get me a blanket--quick, Jess, and pour me out a cup of hot tea--sharp's the word; I'll tell you all about it afterwards, lass. I've picked something out of the gutter, and it's rather damp." The clown knelt down, and unlacing the little wet boots, took off the dripping, jacket, and wrapped the boy in the large blanket Jess had brought from her own bed. Then he rubbed the cold hands, and poured little drops of warm tea down the child's throat. Gradually a rosy colour came back into the white face, and the blue eyes opened and looked dreamily at the bright fire. He was not quite awake yet, and the two stood very quietly watching him. Was Jess watching him? not with her eyes, certainly; for, though they were big and brown and soft, poor Jess was blind. But Jess could hear; and moved about so cleverly, that if you were not told you would never know that she could not see. For a moment she had let her hand rest lightly on the weary face and on the curly hair, then she had shaken her head, looking very perplexed. "Who is this, father?" she whispered. "He is a stranger; where did you find him? what is the matter? who is h...
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