THE HISTORY OF TIP-TOP. 



T TNDER the window of a certain pretty little cottage 

 *^ there grew a great old apple-tree, which in the spring 

 had thousands and thousands of lovely pink blossoms on it, 

 and in the autumn had about half as many bright red apples 

 as it had blossoms in tire spring. 



The nursery of this cottage was a little bower of a room, 

 papered with mossy-green paper, and curtained with white 

 muslin ; and here five little children used to come, in their 

 white nightgowns, to be dressed and have their hair brushed 

 and curled every morning 



