ll and
great; and in those who have once felt it, the love of the Fairfield
valley, of the gray stone house that fronts the fells, and of them that
dwell therein, is "not Time's fool--"

"Or bends with the remover to remove."

MARY A. WARD.

September 18, 1907.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I. Making Plans

II. A Journey North

III. Ravensnest

IV. Out on the Hills

V. Aunt Emma's Picnic

VI. Wet Days at Ravensnest

VII. A Story-telling Game

VIII. The Story of Beowulf

IX. Milly's Birthday

X. Last Days at Ravensnest

ILLUSTRATIONS

"Two funny fair-haired children with their fingers in their mouths"

"'I can't do without my toys, Nana'"

"The flowers Milly gathered for her mother"

"So they put Olly up on a tall piece of rock, and he sang"

"He was quite sure that h-a-y spelt 'ham' and s-a-w spelt 'was'"

"'Suppose we have a story-telling game'"

"Haymaking"

"'Haven't you got a bump?' asked Olly"

CHAPTER I

MAKING PLANS

"Milly, come down! come down directly! Mother wants you. Do make haste!"

"I'm just coming, Olly. Don't stamp so. Nurse is tying my sash."

But Master Olly went on stamping, and jumping up and down stairs, as his
way was when he was very much excited, till Milly appeared. Presently
down she came, a sober fair-haired little maiden, with blue eyes and a
turn-up nose, and a mouth that was generally rather solemn-looking,
though it could laugh merrily enough when it tried. Milly was six years
old. She looked older than six. At any rate she looked a great deal
older than Olly, who was nearly five; and you will soon find out that
she was a good deal more than a year and a half wiser.

"What's the matter, Olly? What made you shout so?"

"Oh, come along, come along;" said the little boy, pulling at his
sister's hand to make her run. "Mother wants to tell us something, and
she says it's a nice something, and I kissed her like anyfing! but she
wouldn't tell me without you."

Then the two children set off running, and they flew down a long passage
to the drawing-room, and were soon scrambling about a lady who was
sitting working by the window.

"Well, monkeys, don't choke me before I tell you my nice something. Sit
on my knee Olly. Now, Milly, guess--what have father and I just been
talking about?"

"Sending Olly to school, perhaps," said Milly. "I heard Uncle Richard
talking about it yester