And John sat
still in the tree, and he said to himself, "Oh! that I were as good as
my brother; but I will go down and follow him."
So he went down from the tree, leapt over the stile, ran along the
fields, and did not stay to gather _one_ cowslip, though each one made
him a golden bow as he passed. And when he went into the school-room,
though he was only five minutes later than his brother, he told his
master the whole truth, and how naughty he would have been, had it not
been for a kind little thought, which came into his mind, and bade him
try to be as good as his brother.
* * * * *
[Illustration: The Frosty Morning.]
The Frosty Morning.
"Oh! this clear frosty morning! it makes one feel all life and glee.
I declare I have been running about the garden till I am all of a glow;
and there you sit by the fire, Emma, looking quite dull. Come with me,
and I will show you how the little pond is frozen over."
"No,--it is so cold, I do not like to go.
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