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Brine + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: How "A Dear Little Couple" Went Abroad + +Author: Mary D. Brine + +Release Date: May 26, 2012 [EBook #39806] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HOW "A DEAR LITTLE COUPLE" *** + + + + +Produced by Charlene Taylor, Emmy and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was +produced from images generously made available by The +Internet Archive/American Libraries.) + + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 416px;"> +<img src="images/cover.jpg" width="416" height="600" alt="Cover" /> +</div><hr class="chap" /> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[2]</a></span></p> + + + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 356px;"> +<img src="images/frontis.jpg" width="356" height="500" alt="" /> +<span class="caption"><i>Frontispiece—Dear Little Couple Abroad</i><br /> +"Polly drew her stockings and shoes on."<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 8em;"><i>See <a href="#Page_6">p. 6</a></i></span></span> +</div> +<hr class="chap" /> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[3]</a></span></p> + + + +<h1>HOW<br /> +"A DEAR LITTLE COUPLE"<br /> +WENT ABROAD</h1> + +<div class='center'>BY<br /> + +<span class='author'>MARY D. BRINE</span><br /> + + +<span>AUTHOR OF</span><br /> +<span>"THE DOINGS OF A DEAR LITTLE COUPLE"</span><br /> +<br /><br />—————————<br /> +WITH SEVENTEEN ILLUSTRATIONS<br /> +—————————<br /> +<br /><br /><br /> +PHILADELPHIA<br /> +HENRY ALTEMUS COMPANY<br /> +</div><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[4]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2>DEDICATION.</h2> + + +<div class='blockquot'><p>To my little friends who have known +and loved our "Dear Little Couple" +(Polly and Teddy) I herewith dedicate +this story, which tells of <i>more</i> of the +Doings of the Little Couple, and am +lovingly the friend of all my little readers,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +MARY D. BRINE.<br /> +</div></div> +<hr class="chap" /> + +<div class='copyright'> +COPYRIGHT, 1903.<br /> +<span class="smcap">By Henry Altemus.</span><br /> +</div><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2>HOW "A DEAR LITTLE COUPLE"<br /> +WENT ABROAD.</h2> + + + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2>CHAPTER I.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>POLLY THINKS OVER HER "SURPRISE."</div> + + + +<div> +<img src="images/image005a.jpg" alt="Po top" width="101" height="105" class="split" /> +<img src="images/image005b.jpg" alt="Po top" width="131" height="143" class="split" /> +</div><div class='unindent'>LLY opened her blue eyes one lovely morning +in May, and found the "sun fairies"—as she +called them—dancing all about her wee bed-chamber, +and telling her in their own bright +way that it was high time little girls were up +and dressing for breakfast.</div> + +<p>At first she was sure she had been having +a beautiful dream, for what else +could make her feel so happy and "sort +of all-overish," as if something very +nice and unusual had come upon her? +She was sure she had dreamed that a +splendid surprise had happened, and +it was something about going away, +too!</p> + +<p>Polly lay still in her little white +nest of a bed, and thought over her +dream, and lo! on a sudden, as she +grew more and more awake, the real +cause of her new and glad sensations +came into her curly head, and she bounced, like a little rubber ball, +right out of bed, and danced a wee lively jig on the floor.</p> + +<p>Why, of course it wasn't a dream! No, indeed! it was as real—oh! +as real as Polly Darling herself, and no wonder she had felt so<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span> +"all-overish" and so "glad all inside +of her"! She sat down on the soft +carpet and drew her stockings and +shoes on, but it was slow work, because +Polly was thinking, and she +had a great deal to think about, you +see.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 168px;"> +<img src="images/image006.jpg" width="168" height="250" alt="Polly in nightgown" /> +</div> + +<p>First—oh! how it all came back +to her now!—first she remembered +that last night after supper Papa had +taken her on his knee and whispered +in her ear: "Pollybus, how would +you like to go with Mamma and +Papa across the sea for a little trip?"</p> + +<p>And while she was squeezing +him almost to pieces by way of answer, +Mamma had come along, and +had shaken her finger at Papa, as she +said: "Oh, naughty Papa! the idea of +telling Polly that <i>just when she's going to bed</i>! She won't sleep a +wink for thinking of it." And Polly remembered jumping down from +Papa's knee, and going to Mamma's side, saying very earnestly: "Oh, +yes, I will! I truly will, Mamma! I'll shut my eyes and think 'bout +little lambs jumping over a fence, 'cause Cook says that's the best way +to get sleepy, and it's worked be-yewtifully on <i>her</i> lots of times! Oh, +true and true, black and blue, I'll go right to sleep! And oh, I'm so +happy!"</p> + +<p>And pretty soon after that the bed-time for little girls had come, +and Polly had been kissed and petted a little, as was usual after she +had snuggled down in bed, and had a little while alone with her dear +Mamma, and then she had tried very hard to keep her promise, and +"go right to sleep." But oh, dear, it had been such hard work to keep +those blue eyes shut! No matter how much she thought of the lambs +jumping, one after the other, over the imaginary fence, it did not make +her the least bit sleepy, and the lambs all seemed to scamper off to Europe<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a></span> +as soon as they had jumped the fence, and of course Polly's +thoughts had to go flying after them. So, you see, it had really been +a long while before the little tired lids had closed over those dear soft +blue eyes, and sleep had really come. But when it did come you may be +sure it was a very sound, sweet sleep, and so when Polly awakened in +the morning it could hardly be wondered at that she thought she had +been having a beautiful dream.</p> + +<p>She knew now that it was no dream, but a most delightful reality, +and oh, how happy she was!</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/image007.jpg" width="500" height="346" alt="Mamma fixing Polly's hair" /> +</div> + +<p>She came to the end of her long "think" at last, and turned her +attention to her dressing, and just then Mamma came in to put the +finishing touches to the process, and Polly's tongue wagged so fast all +the while that it really seemed as though it were hung in the middle, +like a little sweet-toned bell, and able to swing both ways.</p> + +<p>However, Mamma patiently answered all the rapid questions, and +explained that Papa, having to go abroad on business, had decided that<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a></span> +it would do Mamma and Polly good to go also, and be the best thing to +keep <i>him</i> from being lonely, of course.</p> + +<p>And she told Polly something else that had not been told the night +before, but kept for an added "surprise" this morning, and that was +that Teddy's Mamma and Papa had given permission for <i>Teddy</i> to go +with Polly to Europe, as a great and wonderful treat for both little +folks. But Teddy didn't know it yet, because both Mammas thought +Polly would enjoy telling him herself and giving him a delightful +surprise.</p> + +<p>"So you may run over right after breakfast," added Mamma, +"and tell him the good news."</p> + +<p>This additional beautiful "surprise" was more than Polly could +bear in an ordinary way, so she just simply <i>cried</i> for joy (you've +heard of people doing that?), and in the midst of her tears she began +to laugh, and then she cried a little more, and it seemed a long time +before the little happy Polly settled down and was able to eat her +breakfast.</p><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER II.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>TEDDY'S SURPRISE.</div> + + +<div class='cap'>PERHAPS before I go any farther I ought to explain to those of +my little friends who have not chanced to read the first book +about "The Doings of a Dear Little Couple" that Polly and +Teddy were next-door neighbors in the pretty village which was their +home, and that they had been, during all their acquaintance with each +other, most loving and devoted little chums. They were each seven +years old at the time of my last writing, but at the time of this story +had become eight-year-olders, and Teddy insisted that because their +birthdays came together they were "real truly twinses." Now I will +return to my story.</div> + +<p>When Polly finished her breakfast and was excused from the +table, she scampered off as fast as she could down the garden till she +came to the little gap in the fence of which my first book told you, you +remember, and called: "Teddy! Ted-dee! Oh! Teddy Terry!" as loud +as she could all the while she was running.</p> + +<p>Now, it happened that Teddy Terry was eating <i>his</i> breakfast at +that time, and he was just putting a piece of potato into his rosy mouth +when he heard Polly's eager voice. He swallowed that piece of potato +so fast that it nearly choked him, and when he had finally gotten it out +of the way, he said: "Please 'scuse me, Mamma, Papa!" and, slipping +from his chair, was off in a jiffy to meet his little chum, Polly.</p> + +<p>"Oh, Teddy, come up in our tree!" cried Polly, as Teddy's curly +brown head pushed through the low gap in the dividing hedge fence. +"Come quick, quick, quick! I've got the goodest news in the world to +tell you 'bout!" She danced about on her little toes while speaking,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span> +and, Teddy's plump body having speedily followed his head, he left the +fence, and with his little companion ran for the old apple-tree which—as +you remember I told you in the first book—was the "consultation +office" of our dear little couple whenever they had any especially private +conversation with each other.</p> + +<p>So up into the stout branches of the old tree they clambered, and +settled comfortably down in a safe fork of limbs amid a thicket of +green leaves, and then, after Teddy had followed his usual loving habit +of kissing Polly on her soft little cheek, and receiving the same sweet +greeting from her, she proceeded to tell her secret.</p> + +<p>"I'd ask you to <i>guess</i> it first," she said, "but oh, Teddy Terry, you +never could in the world! It's this: You 'n' I are going to Europe with +my Papa 'n' Mamma! There! what do you think of <i>that</i>, Teddy +Terry? Oh, isn't it the very bestest news we could have? Aren't you +s'prised most to pieces?"</p> + +<p>Teddy's brown eyes opened so wide that it is a wonder they did +not stretch out of shape. Surprised? well, indeed he was, and when +Polly had told him more about the matter he gave the loudest <i>whoop-la</i>! +he could, and then a funny thing happened—he slid off that tree and +disappeared in the wood-shed near by, and—I don't know surely—but +I think it likely he went in there to hide the tears that came to his +eyes, the tears of joy which Polly had had, you know, only Teddy +didn't want her to see him turn "cry-baby," and so he had run quickly +away. But Polly soon found him there, and together they went to see +his Mother, and then he learned more fully all about the pleasure in +store for him, and that Mamma and Papa had consented to let him go +because <i>they</i> had been called unexpectedly away a long distance to see +a sick relative, and it made them glad to know that their little son would +be safe and happy with Polly and her Mother and Father during that +time. Afterwards, when Teddy and Polly were again together, they +talked the coming trip over as children do, and were greatly excited +and delighted.</p> + +<p>"I promised Mamma solermy, oh, jus' as solermy as could be, +that I'd be the goodest behaving boy your Mamma ever saw!" said +Teddy, when he and Polly, tired of jumping about and shouting<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span> +"whoop!" at last sat down on the grass to talk it over, "and—and—she +said she wasn't 'fraid to trus' me at all."</p> + +<p>"Course not," responded Polly; "you're the best that ever could be +to keep promises, and if you forget 'bout 'em, it's jus' 'cause you +couldn't truly help it."</p> + +<p>The more they talked over the wonderful new surprise, the more +excited the dear little couple were growing, and the number of times +Teddy put soft kisses on his Polly's cheek (one of his sweet little ways +of expressing his joy, at any time, over pleasures they were to share +together) I cannot tell, but you may be sure he did not limit his kisses +in the least, dear loving little chum as he was!</p><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span></p> + + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/image012.jpg" width="500" height="315" alt="train" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER III.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>"STARTING DAY."</div> + + +<div class='cap'>AS the days went by, the children grew very restless, wishing the +"starting day" would come. Ted's Mamma had packed his +little trunk, and marked it "T. T.," and finally, when only one +more day remained of the "between days," as the children called them, +Mr. and Mrs. Terry had bidden their little son good-bye and started +off on their own journey. So Teddy was all the more glad when the +"great day" came at last.</div> + +<p>"Hurrah, hurrah, Polly! This is our starting day! Polly, why +don't you halloo?"</p> + +<p>"I'm <i>going</i> to halloo," replied Polly: "listen!" And her voice rang +out in a clear shout which reached even down to the gate.</p> + +<p>"Once more," cried Teddy, and this time his voice joined hers, +and Mamma, coming to the hall door, looked out to see what was +going on.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 424px;"> +<img src="images/image013.jpg" width="424" height="600" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">"Teddy's Mamma had packed his little trunk."</span> +</div> + +<p>"It's 'cause we're so glad, Mamma dearie," replied Polly to the +question asked, "and it's our starting day, you know." She was +perched upon the piazza rail nearest the piazza of Teddy's house, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span>and Teddy was to have breakfast with her presently. Just now he +was having his jacket well brushed by Bridget, as he stood on his +own piazza, and he was so impatient to get over to Polly that he +could hardly stand still long enough for the brushing.</p> + +<p>"Goin' inter the dirty wudshed just to see 'bout that tricircle," said +Bridget, grumbling as she brushed, "an' s'ilin' this bran' new suit yer +Ma bought for yer trav'lin'! I told yer I'd put it safe away!"</p> + +<p>"Well, I wanted to see if you hadn't only <i>thought</i> you'd put it +safe," explained Teddy, who had considered it a very manly thing to investigate +his affairs himself, and had consequently gotten his new +clothes into disgrace.</p> + +<p>"There now, yer clane and swate as a rose, an' it's ould Bridgie +who'll be missin' the trouble of yersel', an' for sure'll be wantin' some +more of that same!" said the good woman, giving him a parting hug +and pat before he was off to join Polly. At half-past nine the carriage +was to come for them and their trunks, and they would catch the ten +a. m. train for New York, and say good-bye to their pretty village +home for a long time. It was truly a very exciting morning, and +Polly's mood for rhyming was so strong that she finally accomplished +this wonderful couplet, which Teddy admired as much as she did herself. +It ran this way:—</p> + +<div class='poem'> +"Oh, Teddy Terry! we're going away!<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">For this—this—this is our <i>starting</i> day!"</span><br /> +</div> + +<p>So Ted caught the rhyme, and joined in the singing of it, and if +it was sung once, it certainly was sung twenty times, till at last Papa +put his head out of the window and asked "if they would mind giving +him and the neighbors something <i>new</i>?"</p> + +<p>Breakfast over, the little couple sat down on the sofa in the hall +and watched the clock, and at last the little hammer inside lifted itself +and struck against the bell waiting beside it, and lo and behold! there +came the carriage, driving up the road, and through the big gate, and +up to the door. Then the trunks were put on the rack behind (while +Teddy watched closely to see that the man did not forget to go and +get the "T. T." little trunk).</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 220px;"> +<img src="images/image015.jpg" width="220" height="300" alt="Teddy and maid" /> +</div> + +<p>Bridget and Ann were on +hand to say the last good-byes, +Mamma gave a few last directions, +and entered the carriage, +Papa poked the small couple in, +topsy-turvy style, got in himself, +called out good-bye to the servants, +who were wiping their +eyes with the corners of their +aprons, and—the long-anticipated +"start" had taken place.</p> + +<p>Polly was radiant. She +hugged Papa, squeezed Mamma, +threw her arms around Teddy, +and kissed him over and over +(getting as many kisses from +him as she gave, you may be +sure), and finally settled down +with a long sigh of deep, pure +content, and said "she was so +happy she felt crowded inside of her, right up to her throat!" And +Teddy, not willing to feel different from Polly, said: "So do I!"</p> + +<p>I won't be able to tell you very much of the short journey to the +city of New York, for I've neither time nor space for it. But you +know Polly and Teddy were just like you, my dear little girls and boys, +and they enjoyed the few hours of train ride past fields and villages, +hills and meadows, and all the various kinds of landscape views, they +watched from the windows of their car, just as much as you have enjoyed +such little trips; and, moreover, they were just as restless and +fidgety—when feeling that they wanted to have a good run about, +and couldn't "because they were shut up in a railroad car so long!"—as +all little folks (who are real <i>live</i> little folks) are apt to get under +such circumstances. But the cars sped on and on, and after a while +they rushed pell-mell into a long dark tunnel, which Polly at once<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span> +recognized as the "beginning of the end" of their journey to New +York City.</p> + +<p>"Now, jus' as soon as we get into the light again, and under +a big high roof, and the cars stop, that will be New York! Oh, +Teddy Terry, aren't you glad we're almost there?"</p> + +<p>In his excitement Teddy forgot where he was, and, jumping to +his feet, he shouted: "Whoop!" as loudly as if he had been standing +in his own garden at home. Then, with an immediate sense of his +mistake, the little boy dropped again into his seat, and covered his +mouth with both hands, while his little crimson face was a pitiful +sight to see.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I forgot!" said he. "I truly did forget; but I did feel so +full of halloo, I—I—it came right out 'fore I guessed it would!" +He looked very penitent, but whispered to Polly:</p> + +<p>"Don't you wish you could halloo, Polly darling? I should think +you would!"</p> + +<p>"Teddy Terry, I'm just <i>bursting</i> to halloo as loud as I can, but +I s'pose we'll have to keep on wanting to and never doing it while +we're European travelers. It'll be hard holding in, Teddy; but we've +truly got to, else Mamma and Papa'll be 'shamed of our queerness +again, don't you see?"</p> + +<p>Teddy saw, and made up his mind to crowd his "hallooing +feelings" as deeply down inside of him as possible in future; and +just then the train gave a jerk, and began to move again very slowly, +and at last New York was reached.</p><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER IV.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>ON THE VOYAGE.</div> + + +<div class='cap'>IT was a very fine morning when our party of four went on board +the steamship (which we will call the <i>Funda</i>, though that isn't +the real name) bound for the sunny Italian town of Naples. The +water sparkled in the sunshine, and the harbor was gay with the many +kinds of ships and vessels in port. The dock was crowded with people +going away and the friends who had come down to see them off, as is +always the case. Teddy and Polly clung to Mamma's hands, while +Papa attended to the baggage, and at last they were safely on the +steamer's deck, watching the crowd below and the handkerchiefs constantly +waved from dock to deck and from deck to dock. Of course +there was a great crowd of people on the ship also who were not +going away, but were taking a look at the steamer's handsome saloons +and state-rooms, and chatting with their departing friends or relatives +until the warning cry: "All ashore!" would be heard. As Teddy and +Polly presently went with Mamma down the grand staircase from the +deck to the dining-saloon, and along the corridor to the two state-rooms +reserved for their use, they noticed with great delight the +quantities of beautiful flowers arranged on the dining-tables awaiting +the passengers to whom they had been sent by friends as a "<i>Bon +voyage</i>" and "send-off." (You know, perhaps, without my telling, +that "<i>Bon voyage</i>" means "good voyage"—"pleasant journey" in +other words.) There were a quantity of letters also waiting to be +claimed, and presently Mamma found several for herself, and oh! joy +for Teddy! one little letter addressed to him. How surprised he was! +and how Polly rejoiced with him!</div> + +<p>"Why, how did Mamma get it here all right on this ship, +Auntie?" he asked, as Mrs. Darling opened it to read it to him.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, she knew just when the ship was to sail from here, and +sent it along in the good old mail-bag, and so here it is, all full of +surprise for her boy, and full of love and kisses." Then she read it +to him, sitting—they three—in a quiet corner of the saloon, and +Teddy's brown eyes filled with loving tears, and just a little bit of +homesick longing for a sight of his dearly loved Mother's face. But +the letter made him very happy, and after "Auntie" had finished reading +he laid his soft little lips and then his cheek against it for a minute +and handed it to her again for safe keeping.</p> + +<p>Then they went to the state-rooms—Polly was to share with +Mamma, and Teddy and Mr. Darling were to have the room connecting—and +Mamma put everything in order for the voyage, and +then they went back to the deck to watch the preparations for casting +off from the dock. The trunks were rapidly being lowered into the +hold, and Teddy screamed with pleasure and excitement when he +chanced to see his little trunk borne along on the shoulders of a big +sailor who handled it as though it were only a feather. The letters +"T. T." stood out proudly enough on the end of the trunk, as though +they felt the great importance of belonging to a boy who was being a +"European traveler" for the first time in his life.</p> + +<p>"And see, Teddy, see!" cried Polly, pointing eagerly to a man +following next. "There's Mamma's trunk! I see the big red 'D' on +the top. But Papa's isn't there! Oh, Teddy Terry, do you s'pose +they're forgetting 'bout Papa's trunk? Don't you think I ought to find +Papa and tell him 'bout it?"</p> + +<p>"Hi! man!" began Teddy, in his zeal for the trunk's safety, but +Mamma caught his little arm as he was waving it about frantically +to attract the sailor's attention, and stopped further proceedings on the +spot, explaining that nothing would be forgotten, and that they surely +would find the trunk all safe and sound on arrival at Naples. Just +then Papa came along, and they moved to the rail of the deck to watch +the people obey the warning shout of "All on shore!" while the +hoarse whistle of the steamer's "blow-pipe" and the hurried orders +given by the ship's officers made a sort of confusion which was intensely +interesting to our dear and wonder-struck little couple.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span></p> + +<p>Impulsive Teddy, after his usual fashion when overcome with +delight or deep feeling of any kind, threw his arm about Polly's neck +and repeatedly kissed her fair little cheek, nor cared how many +strangers were looking on. Indeed, I don't believe he even gave them +a thought, as he was entirely absorbed in his joy, and his <i>Polly</i>; and +as for Polly herself, she was so used to being kissed and loved by her +little comrade that the presence of strangers did not trouble her at all, +and she calmly kissed Teddy back again, greatly to the amusement of +her Father and Mother, as also of some people standing near, who +asked Mrs. Darling if the children were twins. Mamma laughingly +explained about them, and told of their devotion to each other, and +how Teddy happened to be with them on the trip.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/image019.jpg" width="500" height="348" alt="Mamma reading to children" /> +</div> + +<p>"Well," said one of the group, "<i>I</i> certainly think they are the dearest +little couple I ever met." And Mamma smiled when she heard the +usual title again given to her young charges. So you will readily believe +me when I tell you that it wasn't long before Teddy and Polly<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span> +were prime favorites on +board with all with +whom they came in +contact.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 275px;"> +<img src="images/image020.jpg" width="275" height="242" alt="children waving goodbye" /> +</div> + +<p>But we must return +to our little ones, +who, you know, were +watching the dock and +the preparations for the +start. They didn't +know anybody on the +dock, but wished all the +same to do as much +handkerchief-waving as +anybody else, so they +went at it heart and +soul; and, though the breezes didn't play tricks on any of the +"grown-ups," yet they certainly did with Polly and Teddy, for presently +there were two small handkerchiefs floating in the air, and far +beyond the reach of the surprised little owners, whose eyes were following +their property hopelessly enough.</p> + +<p>But the little couple didn't care. "Let's play they're little white +birds," laughed Polly, secretly wishing they had some more to float +off. You see, they were too happy to mind any sort of mishap not +serious. The little handkerchiefs floated farther on, and finally landed +around the corner of the dock. While the children were pulling +Mamma's gown to call her attention to it, and tell her about the mishap, +there came a last shout of "Good-bye! good-bye!" from those on +deck and on shore, and the gang planks were hauled in, and with a +slow, very gentle movement, as the mooring-ropes were cast off and +pulled on board, the big steamship moved away from the pier, and the +distance gradually widened between her stern and the watchers on the +dock, who were still waving hats, handkerchiefs, and canes with handkerchiefs +fastened to their heads, so that the farewell signals might +reach as high and as far as possible.</p><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER V.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>ON THE VOYAGE.</div> + + +<div class='cap'>THE morning slipped away rapidly, and by the time the bugle +blew its summons for luncheon the little couple had explored the +steamer, under Papa's guidance, pretty thoroughly. You know +children like to explore, and go scampering about to see all that can +be seen, in a new place and amid strange surroundings, and Polly and +Teddy made no exception to the rule, you may be sure. They had +looked wonderingly down from the first-cabin deck upon the steerage +deck, and had taken note of the funny and the too often sad scenes +to be found in the steerage of a ship. It was all very interesting and +very wonderful to see the emigrants of different nationalities all gathered +on the deck: some stretched out in the sun, some eating out of +dishes which Polly and Teddy thought looked "very dirty and horrid"; +some resting their tired heads on their hands, supporting their +elbows on their knees; crowds of little bits of children, babies, and +untidy-looking men and women, mingling with others who were far +more respectable in appearance, but too poor to be able to pay more +than the low steerage fare. Our children took everything in with their +bright, attentive eyes, and felt very sorry for those poor passengers below +their own clean, comfortable deck. They had made friends with +several of the sailors, and the "<i>little</i> sailor" (the captain's boy), and had +been stopped by so many of the passengers who wanted to have a chat +with the dear little couple that they felt quite well acquainted with +everybody. They had—after the easy fashion of all little people—scraped +acquaintance with the few other children on board, and had<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span> +finally gotten tired of racing about, and were really quite as hungry +as little bears when luncheon was ready.</div> + +<p>The luncheon in the beautiful flower-decked dining-saloon was, +I will add, another most interesting event for them; and though they +felt a little shy at first, and afraid of the attentive stewards, and of so +many strangers at a time all about them, yet I can assure you they behaved +like a little prince and princess, and nobody even guessed how shy +they were (though everybody near them did notice, I will say just +here, what cultivated little <i>table manners</i> "that dear little couple" +possessed).</p> + +<p>Well, it was some time since luncheon was done with, and while +Papa and Mamma were lolling back in their steamer chairs reading, +Teddy and Polly were standing close by, looking over the rail. The +wind had arisen greatly during the afternoon, and big rolling waves +were chasing each other over the water, making "soap-suds" white and +foamy as Bridget and Ann at home used to make on washing-days.</p> + +<p>Teddy wore a little velvet traveling-cap, black, of course, to +match his velvet knickerbockers and the little jacket he wore over his +white frilled shirt with its broad white collar. Just now the wind had +blown his cap almost off his head (fortunately it couldn't blow it out +to sea, for wise Mamma had secured it with a cord to a buttonhole in +his jacket), and it was tilted a little on one side of his brown, +soft curls, and was giving his pretty face a very roguish expression. +Polly was wearing a dainty grey dress and little jacket, and a grey +"Tam o' Shanter" cap upon her sunny head. The wind had a fine time +blowing her long wavy hair about her shoulders, but her cap was as +safely secured as Ted's, so they didn't mind the pranks of the wind, +which seemed to blow harder every minute.</p> + +<p>Although Teddy's face looked, as I have said, quite roguish, and +although Polly was chattering away, seemingly as merrily as possible, +yet neither of them <i>felt</i> very roguish or merry, and pretty soon Teddy +said, in a sort of subdued tone: "I—I don't really think decks are nice +as gardens, do you, Polly?"</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 445px;"> +<img src="images/image023.jpg" width="445" height="600" alt="Children playing with littler girl" /> +<span class="caption">"Polly and Teddy made friends with the captain's +little boy."</span> +</div> + +<p>"Why, Teddy Terry!" was the surprised reply, "you said your +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span>own self, jus' a teenty time ago, that you liked decks lots better'n our +gardens!"</p> + +<p>"Well, gar—gardens don't make you feel so—so sort of queer +right here!" said Ted, laying his chubby hand on his chest. "Don't +you feel something funny inside?"</p> + +<p>"Well, I don't feel <i>real</i> good, Teddy, but—let's—oh, let's—I must +go and ask Mamma what makes me feel so queer." And suddenly +turning from the rail, the little girl, who had never before had such +strange sensations, staggered over to her mother's side, and with pale +face begged to go and lie down.</p> + +<p>Teddy followed her, equally white and fearful, and Mamma and +Papa at once led them down the stairs to the state-rooms.</p> + +<p>"Poor little tots!" said Papa; "you're only having your first experience +of sea-sickness! It won't last long."</p> + +<p>Teddy and Polly didn't care how long or how short things might +last, if only they could <i>just that minute</i> feel better. But the "funny +feeling" relieved itself in the usual way very soon, and our little +couple were put into their berths and comforted and petted until they +fell asleep, and as they slept poor Papa and Mamma had their little +turn at the same kind of discomfort, and, when they were relieved, +followed the children's example and took a long nap. They didn't care +for dinner that night, either of the party, and in fact very few of the +passengers went to the dining-saloon, for the steamer was having such +a wild frolic and dance on the waves that things were hardly comfortable +on deck or in the saloons, and the stewardesses and stewards were +very busy all night, and for all the next day, because the gale lasted so +long and made so much seasickness on board that nobody felt very +happy, you see.</p><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p> + + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/image025.jpg" width="500" height="270" alt="children watching ship leave" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER VI.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>NAPLES IS CLOSE AT HAND.</div> + + +<div class='cap'>THE discomforts of the voyage, however, were very few; and after +the strong winds died away, and the sky got rid of the wind +clouds, and brought forth its merry sunshine again, the passengers +crowded the decks, and took their ease in their comfortable +steamer chairs, reading, writing, or just being lazy awhile, and the +children played the game of "shuffle-board," and "tag," and "hide-and-seek," +and such games as little people when they get together +whether on land or shipboard, enjoy with all their might and main. +Polly and Teddy laughed as loud and as often as the rest of the +children, and bumped with the "grown-ups" during "tag" quite as frequently, +but they always said: "Excuse me!" when they did so, and if it +was a lady they ran against Teddy's cap was off in an instant while he +made his little polite apology. I regret to say the other little ones +were apt to forget that small act of politeness; they were so fearful of +being "tagged," perhaps they hadn't time for apologies for unintentional +rudeness. But after awhile, in some way, they caught the trick<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span> +from Polly and Teddy, and surely that was a good thing, wasn't it? +(I only mention this to show you that even little people—no matter +how little they are—can influence each other for good or bad, and it +is so much better to choose the "good," you know).</div> + +<p>And now I come to the day—or rather the early morning of the +day—when the good ship steamed into the beautiful Bay of Naples +with her colors flying, her band playing, and a crowd of excited +and early risers amongst the passengers at the deck railings. Amongst +them, of course, were our little couple and Mamma and Papa, and the +children were wild with delight over the novelty of the scenes before +them: the swarms of small native boats, which hung around under the +steamship's sides, at her bow, and under her stern; the natives themselves, +calling out in their whining tones for "<i>Monie, monie!</i>" +(money); the little Italian lads who were constantly diving for the +pennies some of the laughing passengers were tossing into the water.</p> + +<p>You would not believe they could possibly have found those +pennies (they were not "<i>pennies</i>" as <i>we</i> call our coppers, but small +coin of not even the value of one of our pennies, and which were +called "<i>centesimi</i>") in the water; but then you must know the water +in the Bay of Naples is very blue—oh! a beautiful blue—and very +transparent, and those small imps of divers would dart head-first down +below the surface, and catch the coin in their teeth, and come up +laughing, ready for more.</p> + +<p>Our children had, during the voyage, seen porpoises jumping out +of the water, and had seen the signalling of the few passing ships, and +had thought those sights great fun. Think, then, how "all-overish +with gladness" they felt here in Naples harbor, watching these foreign +scenes, and so happy with the novelty of their position that they fairly +longed to open their rosy mouths and <i>whoop</i> after their usual fashion +at home.</p> + +<p>They looked ahead of them and saw the pretty city of Naples +gleaming in the shine of the early rising sun, with its terraced gardens +rising one above the other in masses of green foliage, through +which the gaily-colored roofs of houses and other buildings could be +seen. It made a charming and picturesque sight for everybody; and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span> +even those who had seen it all many times before, perhaps, felt the +same thrill of delight as our dear little couple were feeling as they beheld +it all for the very first time.</p> + +<p>"It makes me feel so full in here!" said Polly, to her mother, +while her blue eyes shone like stars.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 241px;"> +<img src="images/image027.jpg" width="241" height="350" alt="Teddy pulling a cart" /> +</div> + +<p>"Me, too!" echoed Master Teddy, placing his hand as Polly did, +on his heart, and drawing a long breath.</p> + +<p>But we must hurry on with our story. (Don't blame <i>me</i>, children,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span> +for hurrying, and leaving out much you would like to know, but blame +the <i>Publishers</i>, for it is all their fault, I'll tell you privately.) When, +at last, our party found themselves on the dock, and were waiting for +Papa to finish attending to the baggage, Polly saw something which +made her cry out: "Oh! look!" It was a little bower all decorated with +large yellow lemons, larger than any lemons the children had ever +seen before. The bower was coming straight towards them, and they +couldn't see what made it move. From the top of the little arch (the +<i>inside</i> of the arch, which was just like a tiny summer-house) more big +lemons were hanging, and also some little glasses, which were hanging +by handles. As the queer thing came nearer, the children discovered +that the small bower was built upon a little hand-cart, and that a brown-faced +Italian lad, no older than Teddy, was drawing it between shafts, +as though he had been a little pony. He was so nearly hidden by vines +and lemon boughs that it was no wonder he had not at first been seen +by Teddy and Polly, whose bright eyes were seeing so much. Nestling +amongst vines on the bottom of the cart was a bright tin pail, and that +was full of lemonade, which looked very clean and nice because it had +just been freshly made. The little lemonade vendor came close to our +party, and began a low, bird-like beautiful whistle. It sounded like a +flute at first, then like a bird, then like a sweet Eolian harp, and even +Mamma was delighted to hear it. After he had finished, his black +eyes twinkled, and he said in broken English which Italian children +readily pick up: "Buy limonade! ze signorina buy limonade? vera chip" +(cheap), "on'y fiva centa glass!" He filled a glass and handed it to +Polly—"<i>ze little mees!</i>"</p> + +<p>"We're very fond of lemonade, Auntie Darling," said Teddy, +casting wistful eyes upon the cool drink.</p> + +<p>"Well, you shall have some then," laughed Mamma, and Teddy +and Polly took their first refreshment on Italian shores. The little +Beppo grinned at them, pulled a ragged cap from a mass of black, +close curling hair, and, dropping his <i>centesimi</i> (with which Mrs. Darling +had provided herself before leaving the steamer, at the purser's +office) into his pocket, he began a merry whistle again and moved off +in search of more custom.</p><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER VII.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>THE DRIVE TO THE HOTEL.</div> + + +<div class='cap'>AS the hotel to which the Darlings wished to go was located on one +of the city heights, commanding a fine view of the bay and +famous old Mount Vesuvius (about which our little couple had +been told by Papa), the drive there from the dock was of course long +enough to let them see a great many funny sights on the way, and +you may be sure they were greatly impressed by them all.</div> + +<p>They saw men and women in queer costumes of gay colors—the +women without hats or bonnets—going about the streets, and sunning +themselves in the doorways, combing their children's heads or their own +untidy locks; they saw them hanging out their washing on the backs of +chairs right out in the street; they saw a <i>woman and a cow</i> together +pulling a big wagon; they saw a wee bit of a <i>donkey</i> harnessed with +an <i>ox</i>, and both tugging at a cart as placidly as though they weren't a +funny pair; they saw a cow, a horse, and a donkey, all three harnessed +before a vegetable-cart, on which sat a driver "not even as old as +Teddy," the children were sure, though he may have been older than +he looked, as so many of the poorer class of children in Naples are +stunted in growth; they saw a wee little bony donkey pulling a wagon +which carried six big men and women in it, and they didn't think it was +a bit cruel to put so heavy a burden on such a little beast. But our dear +little tender-hearted couple thought it so cruel that they could not even +look at it after the first glance.</p> + +<p>They saw lots of little children in the street going about with +great beautiful bunches of flowers—red, red roses and Italian violets<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span> +in their dirty little hands, running after carriages, and holding their +fragrant wares up to the ladies and gentlemen who were driving about +to see the city. Polly wondered why the people didn't want to keep +the flowers, but kept shaking their heads <i>no</i> all the time. She knew +<i>she</i> would keep them and say: "Thank you," very politely if any little +girl or boy offered her any.</p> + +<p>And presently a small boy ran up to the carriage and held up his +roses. Now, it chanced that Mamma and Papa were very busy at that +moment searching for certain information in their guide-books, and so +they did not notice the little flower-boy, nor hear Miss Polly's delighted +thanks as she took the flowers in her eager hands. The carriage was +going very slowly, and the expectant little Italian trotted alongside +waiting for the coin which in her dear innocent heart Polly had no +idea was wanted, for she was whispering to Teddy: "I think these +Napelers are very kind and polite to us, don't you?" And she gravely +proceed to divide her gift with her "chum."</p> + +<p>"<i>Una lira! una lira!</i>" whined the impatient lad outside, and +at that Mamma looked up and discovered Polly's funny mistake. +How she laughed, and Papa too! How red Polly's cheeks grew! +Redder than her roses, which she thought had been a polite gift to her.</p> + +<p>"What does he mean?" Teddy asked, "saying all the time '<i>ooner-leerer</i>'?"</p> + +<p>"He means that he wants <i>one lira</i> (which means twenty cents of +our money) for his roses," replied Mamma, "and I will let you give him +the money, dear," passing it to Teddy, who felt very much like a +grown-up man as he leaned over and dropped the price of Polly's beautiful +roses in the outstretched and very dirty little hand of the Italian.</p> + +<p>"I don't think Napelers are so polite and kind as I did," said +Polly somewhat crossly, for, you see, she felt so astonished and so +ashamed of her mistake that it did make her a little cross with herself +and the circumstances.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 393px;"> +<img src="images/image031.jpg" width="393" height="550" alt="Teddy and Polly in a carriage" /> +<span class="caption">"A small boy ran up to the carriage, and held +up his roses."</span> +</div> + +<p>However, when Teddy sweetly and with great gallantry pinned +one of his share of the roses to Polly's jacket, she smiled her crossness +out of sight, and everything was cheerful again. As they drove +along the children saw many other curious things, and stored them +away in their memories to talk over together and tell to their little<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span> +friends at home. Finally they arrived at the hotel, and were shown to +their rooms, which overlooked the bay.</p> + +<p>Old Vesuvius, which had been through a state of fierce eruption +(you all know about volcanos, of course, and must have heard about +Mount Vesuvius, so that you will know what a volcanic eruption +means, and I need not explain it here) some time before this, was now +settling down into quite a calm state again, but that night after the sky +had grown dark our little couple noticed the dull red glow on the crater's +head, and saw little thin streaks of fire down upon the side of the +mountain nearest the bay; and Papa told them all about the famous old +mountain and its bad habits, and promised to take them to the ruins of +the once beautiful and ancient city of Pompeii (I shouldn't wonder if my +little readers had studied about it in their geographies), and tell +them of the way old Vesuvius went to work, long, <i>long, long</i> ago to destroy +the city and its inhabitants by throwing lava and hot ashes down +upon it, on a day when everybody was happy, and careless, and little +dreaming what was coming to them all.</p> + +<p>After looking out upon the shining waters of the bay, and seeing +the pretty reflection of the stars in them by-and-by, and listening to the +twinkling music of mandolins and the tuneful voices of the Italian +street-singers awhile, our little Teddy and Polly went sleepily to bed, +and never even had a dream, their slumber was so sound.</p><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER VIII.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>AN EXCURSION.</div> + + +<div class='cap'>MANY a nice walk about the streets of Naples did our dear happy +little couple take with Mamma and Papa, and into many a +shop did they go, completely fascinated with the pretty goods +displayed there. They longed to buy up everything they saw, and, if +they had been allowed a larger portion of coin than Papa good-naturedly +gave them each day, I don't know how many wonderful things they +would have purchased.</div> + +<p>They enjoyed the street scenes, too, as they walked along. The +long-eared donkeys, which carried on either side of their short round +backs such enormous and heavily loaded paniers that sometimes all you +could see of the little animals were their slender legs, their long wagging +ears, and their tails. But they didn't seem to mind their burdens +at all, and plodded along thinking their own donkey thoughts, and no +doubt wondering what Teddy and Polly were laughing at them for! +And then there were the little shops where fruits were sold, and over +the doorways of which were hanging great branches full of oranges and +lemons, just as the boughs were broken from the trees (as we in our +country, you know, like to break a bough hanging full of cherries from +our cherry-trees).</p> + +<p>It was wonderful to Polly and Teddy to see such a sight, and +to see, as they had seen at their meals in the hotel, those large oval +lemons and the golden round oranges served to the hotel guests on the +stems, with the clustering leaves adorning them. (You don't see such +things as those in New York, do you?)</p> + +<p>Well, and then there were the beautiful gardens, rising one above<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span> +the other in a bewildering mass of foliage of orange, lemon, and olive +trees rich in fruit. Those gardens belonged to the wealthy class of +Neapolitans, and their pretty dwelling-houses stood amongst the gardens +on their terraces, overlooking the city like sentinels on the hills.</p> + +<p>There were queer streets—<i>side</i> streets they were—which consisted +only of a series of stone steps running straight up hill, like steps +dug out of a steep cliff-side; and along the sides of those "step-streets," +as Teddy called them, were little bits of houses and shops scooped out of +the walls of the terraces and made comfortable, after a fashion, for +those who lived in them, and who kept their tiny stores.</p> + +<p>Polly and Teddy looked up at them as they passed, and noticed +that the stone steps—from top to bottom—were swarming with children, +men, and women, and nearly all of them, even the wee little +people, carried baskets and various burdens as easily on their <i>heads</i> as +in their hands; and the strange part was that some of those bundles, +which were poised so safely on the heads, would have made a fair load +for a horse, so large were they.</p> + +<p>Another funny thing the little couple were greatly interested in +was the sight of those peculiar decorations each horse, donkey, and +cow, and even the oxen were wearing when in harness. It consisted +of a long feather, as though from a rooster's tail, which was stuck +securely over the animal's forehead, and waved and waggled to and +fro as the animal walked along.</p> + +<p>When there was no feather to be seen, there was always a <i>tuft +of hair</i> or a <i>tuft of fur</i> fastened in place either between the animal's ears +or on the harness, and it was considered a very wrong thing if either +of those peculiar decorations was forgotten when harnessing.</p> + +<p>Why? Well, because, unfortunately, the lower classes of Italians +have many foolish superstitions, and that is one of them, for they +fancy that "<i>ill luck</i>" is kept off and the "<i>evil eye</i>" of misfortune +turned aside by the use of the feathers, the hair, or the fur in the manner +I have described.</p> + +<p>Polly and Teddy agreed that it was a very silly idea, and I'm afraid +they didn't have much respect for the drivers of the animals they saw +decorated in that absurd style.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p> + +<p>One day Papa and Mamma took the children to the island of +Capri. They had seen the island from their windows rising out of the +bay in the distance, and the guide-book told them that it would be a +fine excursion on a fair day. So they started off one lovely morning +in the little excursion boat that takes passengers to and fro between +Naples and the island of Capri and other points of interest in the bay.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 380px;"> +<img src="images/image035.jpg" width="380" height="500" alt="street scene" /> +</div> + +<p>I cannot take time to give all the particulars of the <i>boat</i> trip and +its delights, but must tell you about the famous "<i>Blue Grotto</i>," which +they reached before arriving at Capri.</p> + +<p>The "Blue Grotto" is a cave in the rocks of one of the cliffs, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span> +when the water is smooth a row-boat can be paddled through the low +opening which makes the mouth of the cave; but in rough weather no +boat can make the passage, as the opening is so very small.</p> + +<p>The rock on one side of the cave does not go to the bottom, but +is only sunken a little way below the water. So the sunlight strikes +down under the rock, as well as under the entrance hole, and is reflected +upwards again through the water in the cave, which causes a wonderful +silvery light, and a beautiful pale blue tint to the water and the roof of +the cave.</p> + +<p>Visitors to Capri always stop at the "Blue Grotto" on the way, +and when the big boat—the excursion boat—stops at that part of the +cliff there are a crowd of men in little row-boats, waiting to take passengers +who wish to go into the cave and show them the wonders of it, +for a small coin each passenger. So of course our little couple must see +it, and so must Mamma. Papa, who had seen it all once before (when +he and Mamma had taken a trip alone, before <i>Polly</i> could remember), +did not go, for the boatman would only carry three passengers on the +trip.</p> + +<p>You may imagine how they enjoyed it, and when they saw a boatman +from another boat jump over into the water and splash about to +show his passengers how like a silver blue water-sprite he could look +the children gave one of their delighted whoops right there, and then +nearly fell out of their own boat with fright at the loud strange echo +the cave gave back at their shout.</p> + +<p>Well, after the passengers returned from the cave, the steamboat +went on its way, and in due time the landing at Capri was made, and +the passengers were told that they would have two hours of time in +which to see everything of interest on the beautiful island, before the +boat should start on to <i>Sorrento</i> (which is another charming resort not +far from Capri).</p> + +<p>Such a crowd of donkey boys and donkey girls as were on the dock +when the steamboat stopped! They were all yelling at one time, trying +to coax passengers to use their donkeys or their cabs, and pay them +so much per hour.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 396px;"> +<img src="images/image037.jpg" width="396" height="550" alt="boat going inside Grotto" /> +<span class="caption">"The Blue Grotto of Capri."</span> +</div> + +<p>Now, you see, Capri is a funny sort of island, for it is "taller than<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span> +it is broad," as people say. It rises right out of the bay in a lot of terraced +cliffs, and as far up as you can see it is just a mass of green gardens +and woods.</p> + +<p>At the base of the island are the village streets, and odd little +houses, and shops and hotels, and at one of the hotels our party of +four ate a good dinner, before taking a carriage up the mountain road +to Anacapri, a funny little bit of a village right at the very top of the +island.</p> + +<p>When the dinner was finished Mamma and Papa took the back +seat in the open little "victoria" (as the carriage was called, though +it was very small and crampy in its proportions), and the little couple, +gay as larks, and wide-eyed with wonder, sat close together on the +small footstool of a seat in front of the "grown-ups," and with a +crack of the whip (which the horse didn't even jump at, because he is +so used to it, and best of all, because the "crack" is only in the air and +not against his bony sides) they all started off for "Anacapri."</p> + +<p>I could tell you of a great many things they saw on the way, and +of the natives they passed, who bobbed and curtsied to the travelers, +and showed their white teeth, and held up their little brown babies, hoping +for the gift of a coin or two. And I would like to describe the +magnificent sight of the olive-gardens, and of the trees hanging full of +lemons and oranges, and of the beautiful flowering vines which grew +by the roadside, and the shade trees, and particularly of the <i>grand</i> sight +which greeted their eyes with every turn of the winding road which +brought the Bay of Naples (stretching itself far and wide and dotted +all over with odd little ships and boats) into view. But I must skip all +those things, and get you at last with the dear little couple to the mite of +a village mentioned as "Anacapri."</p> + +<p>From there our friends looked right down upon the bay and over +at Naples, and if they had been little birds they would have spread +their wings and taken a good fly into the blue sunny space before them—at +least, that is what Teddy whispered in Polly's ear he would <i>like</i> +to do.</p><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER IX.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>WHAT THEY SAW AT ANACAPRI, AND HOW THEY WENT ON TO SORRENTO +AND POMPEII.</div> + + +<div class="figright" style="width: 260px;"> +<img src="images/image040.jpg" width="260" height="575" alt="At Capri" /> +</div> + +<div class='cap'>WHEN the carriage stopped in the midst of the small houses at +Anacapri, instantly a swarm of little boys and girls surrounded +it. While the horse was resting, the small natives +stared at our friends, and gazed especially hard and long upon Polly +and Teddy, who felt quite shy and uncomfortable over the matter. +They finally decided to give a few stares back again, and little bashful +Polly ventured to smile, though she didn't have anything in particular +to smile about. Teddy, seeing Polly smile, thought <i>he</i> ought to, and in a +few moments every little Italian face was on the broad grin also. +Mamma and Papa had been talking with the driver, who could speak a +little broken English, but they were ready to notice the pretty brown +faces of the children who stood beside the carriage, and now decided +that Anacapri could boast of the good looks of its "small fry" with +good reason. There was only one ugly-featured little boy in the +crowd, and he was very ugly indeed, and not only that, but his hair was +red, and his eyes <i>very blue</i>, and he was so fair of skin that his face +was covered with freckles. He spoke Italian, however, like a native, +and Papa wondered what sort of little red-haired native he might be. +So he spoke to him in English, to see if the boy would comprehend. +To his surprise he answered with a merry smile, and then, another +surprise, a little fellow beside him spoke up also in English, and explained +that, though <i>he</i> was dark in complexion, and Italian all over, +yet he was <i>brother</i> to the red-haired boy, who was <i>Scotch</i>; and that +Jim's father was a Scotchman, and when he died his mother married an +Italian whom she met in England, and when <i>he</i> died she was left poor,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span> +and through some friends +in Anacapri had come there +to live only seven months +before. He told all this in +good, though of course +childish and broken English, +for he was only nine years +old. Then Jim, the little +Scotchman, put in his word, +and when asked how they +happened—in only a few +months—to speak Italian +like natives, when they had +lived in other countries all +their lives before, he replied, +tossing his head proudly: +"Oh, <i>that</i> ain't anythin'. <i>We +got it off the boys</i> here!" +Of course all this was deeply +interesting to Polly and +Teddy, and they took a great +fancy to the little brothers. +But presently a boy who had +not spoken before, not knowing +English, put his hand inside +his shirt and pulled out +a little brown bird. Holding +it by both wee feet, he held +it up, while its poor little +heart was beating and its tiny +wings fluttering with fear. +"<i>Monie!</i>" he said, and it +was the only English word +he cared to know—"monie!" +and he pointed to the bird<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span> +and then to the sky. The little couple looked wonderingly at him, and +the Scotch boy explained that if Polly gave the boy a coin he would +let the poor birdie fly away in safety. If he didn't get the coin, then +he would take it home and his family would cook it for supper.</div> + +<p>That made our little couple indignant, and vexed also the Mamma +and kind-hearted Papa. So he paid over a coin, and up, up, up into the +sunny space above flew little birdie, and the children—<i>our</i> children—shouted +with pleasure to see the poor captive free. But—what do +you think came next? Why, that cruel boy put his hand inside his +shirt again, and out came another bird, and with it the same request +for "monie." Of course, he was frowned upon, and not another coin +was given him, for Papa found he had a "bunch of birds" hidden there +to earn their freedom by coin-giving, at every chance offered, and as +those same birds, after being freed, would be caught again in time, +the outlook was discouraging, wasn't it?</p> + +<p>And now, the horse being rested, the party turned about to go +back to the steamboat landing below, and to the small Scotchie and +his Italian brother only did Mr. Darling give a farewell gift of coin, +as they drove away and finally left the little village behind them.</p> + +<p>When they reached Sorrento a little while after, it was late in +the afternoon, and Papa said they must spend the night there and +go on by carriage to see the ruins of Pompeii the next day.</p> + +<p>It was a delightful experience to our little European travelers +when they saw that the steamboat did not go close up beside the +landing dock, as at Capri, but that the passengers were to be taken +off in small boats and rowed ashore. They could hardly wait their +turn for it, but finally the blissful moment arrived, and the children +were seated in the stern of the little boat, gliding over the blue waters. +Oh! you have no idea how very blue and clear the water there really +is. It is like beautiful azure blue ribbon, satin ribbon, and you feel as +if you'd like to carry home bottles of it. But as it is the sunshine and +the condition of the depths of water and bottom of the bay all combined +which produce that <i>color</i> there—you would not be able to bottle +it, would you?</p> + +<p>Well, when the landing was reached, the children had to lift their<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span> +eyes to a height on top of a steep cliff wall before they could see the +hotel in which the night was to be spent.</p> + +<p>"I never in the world, Teddy Terry, can climb up there!" said +puzzled little Polly. But Ted thought it would be real fun to climb +it, and was quite disappointed when Papa pointed to a narrow railroad +which ran up, up, up the cliff through a tunnel beginning not far from +where they had left the boat. "It is called a '<i>funicular</i>,' or, as the +Italians call it, a '<i>funicolare</i>,'" explained Papa, "and the little car we +are to enter presently is drawn up to the top of the cliff by a cable, a +strong wire rope, very thick and quite able to do its work safely, so you +needn't look so frightened, little goosey," to Polly, for her eyes were +full of anxious wonderment, and she took tight hold of her Father's +hand.</p> + +<p>"I'm not a bit frightened," declared Teddy, but I really think he +was a tiny bit afraid, for he grasped the tail of Papa's coat pretty +closely as they followed Mamma into the little car, which seemed to be +standing almost on end, and looked as though at any moment it might +roll backwards down the incline. However, they arrived in good condition +at the top before long, and were able to rest themselves and by-and-by +eat a good dinner in the fine hotel, which was located in the +midst of a wonderful garden right there on top of the cliff. Next morning +they visited the little shops where beautiful olive-wood articles were +sold, and Papa bought a fine ruler for Ted, and a dainty little clothes-brush +(both of carved olive-wood) for Polly.</p> + +<p>Then it was time to drive to Pompeii, and after a long, rather +dusty drive down the mountain road, they found themselves amongst +the ruins of that ancient city at last. Of course such little folks as +Polly and Teddy couldn't take quite as much interest in the old city as +grown-up visitors were taking, but they were quick to observe everything +especially interesting: the ruts in the paved streets worn deeply +by the wheels of the chariots used in those days (something like the +chariots you have seen, no doubt, when Barnum's big circus comes +along, and all little folks go to see it, of course); the big flat stepping-stones +in the streets, which were placed there so that people could have +a clean, dry, and raised crossing from one side to the other (very nice<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span> +for rainy, muddy weather, wasn't it?); the bake ovens where loaves +of bread were baking at the very moment the flood of hot cinders and +lava came thickly down upon the city and destroyed it so suddenly and +so soon; the old drinking-fountains still bearing the worn impressions +and dents made by the hands which used to rest upon the fountain basins +so long ago. Papa explained that according to history the city +was seven hundred years old when destroyed, and it lay over a thousand +years under twenty feet of ashes. You see, the ashes cooled, and +the lava hardened, and there was no sign of any city there till all those +many years had passed, and then by accident, history tells us, it was discovered +that there was a city away down under all that earth (grass +had grown over it in all that long time, and it looked like meadows). +Then people set to work digging, and lo and behold! uncovered so much +of it that everybody flocked to see it. So that is how Polly and Teddy +at last got there, and people are still digging away, clearing more and +more of the big city from the earth over it.</p> + +<p>Papa made it all very interesting to our little couple (and when +they got home what did Teddy do but bury away down deep in his +garden, in the deepest hole he could dig with his little spade, a whole +toy village of Polly's, and cover it up, and pound the earth and grass +over it again, and by-and-by play he was "discovering Pompeii" and +set to work to excavate the little city again).</p><hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER X.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>BACK TO NAPLES, AND "HOMEWARD BOUND."</div> + + +<div class='cap'>WELL, after they had seen Pompeii, and looked at the curiosities +in the little museum of the office and station building +near by, our little couple felt very tired, and begged Papa +to take them home.</div> + +<p>Polly's little golden head ached, and Teddy's stocking had gotten +into a wrinkle on his heel, and it hurt him to walk, and they both +agreed that they didn't care one bit if "<i>Vesulivus</i>" did cover old +"Pompawy" all over with ashes and dirt. They wanted to go home +and rest Polly's head and Teddy's lame heel, and so Papa and Mamma +confessed to being pretty tired also, and soon they were in the train, +speeding rapidly towards Naples, having had two days of "round trip +excursion," and a "jolly good time," as the children expressed it.</p> + +<p>I would like to tell you about all the little couple did and all they +saw while there for four happy weeks, but I must leave it all to your +lively imagination, dear little readers, and whatever beautiful times +you imagine for the children you may be sure they had.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 399px;"> +<img src="images/image045.jpg" width="399" height="550" alt="Teddy talking to auntie" /> +<span class="caption">"I have almost kept my promise to my +Mamma and tried to be a good boy."</span> +</div> + +<p>Papa was obliged to return to his business at home after a month +of good times abroad, and so the day came when the trunks were +packed again, and the clock was being watched, and the hotel "bus" +being listened for, etc., and our little couple again in haste to go on +board the steamship, for, much as they had enjoyed themselves, they +confided secretly to each other the grand truth that—"After all, they +liked their own gardens and playtimes at home lots better'n European +things, and that Bridgie and Ann made things taste nicer to eat than +the queer cooks in Naples; and 'sides all that, they hadn't seen any tree +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span>at all that was half so nice as their own apple-tree where they could +sit in amongst the leaves together, and—and—they guessed 'Merican +things were nicer for little boys and girls, <i>any</i> way!"</p> + +<p>Teddy had put into a snug corner of his small trunk a few little +gifts for "dear own Mamma and Papa," and a nice present for his +Bridget and Polly's Ann.</p> + +<p>And Polly had carefully stowed away in Mamma's trunk also +some pretty gifts for "Auntie Terry and Uncle Terry," and a present +each for her Ann and Teddy's Bridgie; and the things they planned +to do and the good times they planned to have when once more at +their own pretty cottage homes, where the <i>old apple-tree</i> and the +much-loved <i>gap in the fence</i> near it were waiting for them I can't begin +to tell you.</p> + +<p>We see them now—as they stand together with Teddy's loving arm +about Polly, and her soft cheek pressed close to his—at the railing in +the stern of the ocean liner, taking a farewell look at sunny Naples and +Italian shores, and waving handkerchiefs to the men, women, and children +in the small row-boats which were skipping about in the bay in +the wake of the steamship, while shrill Italian voices were shouting: +"<i>Addio! addio!</i>"</p> + +<p>"We've had the beautifullest time that ever could be, and we've +liked being European travelers ever so much, haven't we, Teddy +Terry?" remarked Polly at last, as the children followed Mr. Darling +to their steamer chairs; "and I must say," she added quite proudly, +"that I think we've been such good children that some day maybe +Papa'll take us to some other places. Won't that be fun?"</p> + +<p>Teddy thought it would, but he could not be so conscientiously +sure of having been as "good" as Polly fancied, for he had a distinct +remembrance of certain occasions (of which I haven't had the heart to +tell my little readers) when Mamma Darling had had to scold pretty +severely, and he had been more humiliated about it than Polly, on +account of his promise to his own Mamma. Thinking it all over now, +as he sat in his chair beside Mrs. Darling on deck, he suddenly drew her +head down to him and earnestly whispered: "Say, Auntie, I have +almost kept my promise to my Mamma and tried to be a good boy,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span> +haven't I? You see, I wouldn't like her to say I broke my word after +she'd been and trusted me, you know, Auntie!"</p> + +<p>Mrs. Darling put a tender kiss on the soft little tanned forehead, +and whispered back: "I'm going to tell Mamma Terry that her boy was +the best-behaved little traveler I ever saw, so cheer up, Teddy boy!"</p> + +<p>It was a very happy little laddie who settled back in that big +steamer chair and slipped his hand into Polly's after "Auntie" had +made her whispered speech.</p> + +<p>And now we must say good-bye to them, as the steamship speeds +on towards America's shores, and I hope this story of <i>more</i> of the +doings of our dear little couple will have given as much pleasure as +your first account of them. The world is full of "Dear Little Couples," +isn't it?</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<div class='tnote'><h3>Transcriber's Notes:</h3> + +<p>Page 16, "city" changed to "City" (York City)</p> + +<p>Page 21, repeated line of text was deleted. Original read:</p> + +<div> +blew its summons for luncheon the little couple had explored the<br /> +steamer, under Papa's guidance, pretty thoroughly. You know<br /> +the steamer, under Papa's guidance, pretty thoroughly. You know<br /> +children like to explore, and go scampering about to see all that can<br /> +</div></div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of How "A Dear Little Couple" Went Abroad, by +Mary D. 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