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Title: Troublesome Comforts
A Story for Children

Author: Geraldine Glasgow

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TROUBLESOME COMFORTS

A Story for Children

by

GERALDINE ROBERTSON GLASGOW

[Illustration: At the Seaside (frontispiece)]

Thomas Nelson and Sons
London, Edinburgh
Dublin, And
New York

TROUBLESOME COMFORTS.

CHAPTER I.

Mrs. Beauchamp sat in a stuffy third-class carriage at Liverpool Street
Station, and looked wistfully out of the window at her husband. Behind
her the carriage seemed full to overflowing with children and paper
parcels, and miscellaneous packages held together by straps. Even the
ticket collector failed in his mental arithmetic when nurse confronted
him with the tickets.

"There's five halfs and two wholes," she said, "and a dog and a bicycle."

"All right, madam," he said politely, "but I don't see the halfs."

"There's Miss Susie, and Master Dick, and Miss Amy," began nurse
distractedly, "and the child in my arms; and now there's Master Tommy
disappeared."

"He's under the seat," said Dick solemnly.

"Come out, Tom," said his father, "and don't be such an ass."

Tom crawled out, a mass of dust and grime, not in the least disconcerted.

"I thought I could travel under the seat if I liked," he said.

"Oh, if you _like_!" said his father; but nurse, with a look of despair,
caught at his knickerbockers just as he was plunging into the dust again.
"Not whilst I have power to hold you back, Master Dick," she said.--