CHAPTER XI 



"HE who gave thee being did not frame 

 The mystery of life to be the sport 

 Of merciless man. There is another world! 

 For all that live and move, a better one, 

 Where the proud bipeds, who would fain confine 

 Infinite goodness to the little bounds 

 Of their own charity, may envy thee." 



ROBERT SOUTHEY. 



ONE fall, they took me with them to 

 a great city and a big house, where 

 lots of strangers seemed to live to- 

 gether. We did not climb the stairs, but 

 rode up in a cushioned box that went 

 straight up inside an iron cage. Mamma 

 said, before we got out of the carriage: 



" I shall keep little Fairy under my cloak, 

 for maybe the other people in the house 

 may take a notion against a dog, but they 

 will never know it when she is once in my 

 room, she is such a quiet little thing." So 

 I curled all out of sight under her cloak till 

 she got into her parlors. Then she put me 

 down, and I was so pleased to see the rugs 



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