| For the Children's Hour|
|by Carolyn Sherwin Bailey|
|A choice collection of stories for the preschool child, carefully selected, adapted, and arranged by two veteran kindergarten teachers. Includes nature stories, holiday stories, fairy tales and fables, as well as stories of home life. Emphasis is placed on fanciful tales for their value in the training of the imagination and on cumulative tales for developing a child's sense of humor and appealing to his instinctive love of rhyme and jingle. Ages 4-7 |
BIG BROTHER'S VALENTINE
Lilla Thomas Elder, in "Little Folks." Copyright by the author.
AUNT ANNE laughed. "Sarah Jane Simpson," she said,
"what is the matter? Who ever saw such a puckered up
little face! Can't you get your lesson?"
Sarah Jane laughed, too, and laid down her geography.
"I wasn't really studying, Aunt Anne. I was trying to
think what I could send Big Brother for a birthday
present—you know his birthday comes on St. Valentine's
Sarah Jane always called her brother Bob, Big Brother.
Aunt Anne laughed again. "On St. Valentine's Day!" she
said. "Well, you are beginning in season—this is only
Sarah Jane thought that perhaps she was a bit too
early; but, oh! she had been so lonesome ever since Bob
had started away yesterday morning to be gone until
June—his school wouldn't close until June—and she
wanted to do something very nice for his birthday.
Christmas came between, to be sure, but it was a
birthday present on which Sarah Jane had set her heart.
"Make him a valentine," said Aunt Anne. "You can cut
out flowers, and birds, and Cupids, and pretty little
faces from picture-cards; and I will give you some nice
cardboard; and you can paste them on, and then
 write a little verse on it, and make a border of hearts
all around—I will draw you a plan this minute."
Aunt Anne caught up her pencil and began to draw, and
Sarah Jane took up her geography again. All at once
she laughed out. "You needn't draw me a valentine,
Aunt Anne," she said. "I know what I'll do." And off
she ran upstairs.
Next morning after breakfast Sarah Jane ran
outdoors—hoppety, skipperty, hop—as fast as she could
go. Down the garden-walk she skipped, by Bob's long
marigold bed, and through the little garden-gate into
the barnyard where Bob's dog, Don, came running up to
her and jumped all about her—he was so happy to see his
master's little sister.
"Oh, Don!" Sarah Jane cried, "I am going to make Big
Brother a valentine for his birthday, and don't you
want to help?"
Don wagged his tail for joy, and just then Big
Brother's little brown hen came out of the hen-house
and Sarah Jane went to meet her.
"Oh, you dear Henny Penny, I am going to make a
valentine for your master, and won't you give me two
tiny brown feathers?"
The little brown hen shook her wings, and there on the
ground lay two tiny brown feathers. Sarah Jane picked
them up and put them in her apron, and then she said:
"Now, where is Ducky Daddles?"
Ducky Daddles was just going down to the pond.
"Oh, Ducky Daddles," called Sarah Jane, "I am going to
make a valentine for your master, and won't you give me
two of your shining green feathers?"
"Quack, quack!" said Ducky Daddles, and there on the
ground lay two shining green feathers; and Sarah Jane
picked them up and put them in her apron, and
 then she said to Don: "I'll get some of the ferns that
grow by the little bridge we made, and some of the
marigolds from his garden-bed, and I'll make the most
beautiful wreath that ever was!"
So Sarah Jane went, skipperty-hop, to the pond and
picked the little green ferns and put them in her
apron, and, skipperty-hop, to the garden and picked the
yellow marigolds and put them in her apron, and all the
time Don ran about and barked and thought he was
helping a great deal.
"Now for Billy Button," said Sarah Jane, and back she
went, skipperty-hop, to the barnyard.
The pony was in his stall eating hay, and Sarah Jane
said: "Oh, Billy Button, I am going to make your master
a birthday valentine, and won't you give me a hair out
of your beautiful, long tail?"
Billy Button switched his beautiful black tail about,
and there on the floor lay a glossy black hair, and
Sarah Jane picked it up and wound it round and round
her finger, so as not to lose it, and then she went to
see Bob's gray squirrel in his cage by the door.
"Oh, Chipperty," said she, "I am going to make your
master a valentine of the things he likes best, and
will you give me a little bit of your soft, gray fur?"
Chipperty was whirling on his wheel, but he winked, as
much as to say: "Help yourself!" and, sure enough,
there was a little tuft of soft, gray fur sticking
between the bars, and Sarah Jane poked two of her
fingers inside and got it and put it in her apron, and
then she said: "I wonder what I can get from Bunny.
I'm sure Big Brother would like something to make him
think of his white rabbit."
So Sarah Jane went, skipperty-hop, to the rabbit's
 house and said: "Oh, Bunny, I am making a
valentine for your master, and what will you give me
Bunny was eating his dinner of turnips and parsley, and
he lifted his long ears and moved them thoughtfully for
a moment, and then tossed her a stem of parsley, and
Sarah Jane picked it up and put it in her apron. And
then she turned, all of a sudden, and with the little
scissors in her apron pocket she snipped off a red curl
from Don's back and put that in her apron, too.
And then with the little red curl in her apron, and
Chipperty's fur, and Bunny's parsley, and Henny Penny's
brown feathers, and Ducky Daddle's green ones, and the
little ferns from the bridge, and the marigolds from
the garden, and Billy Button's long, glossy hair around
her finger, Sarah Jane went, skipperty-hop, into the
house to make the birthday valentine for Big Brother.
Aunt Anne gave her a piece of cardboard and a pot of
paste, and Sarah Jane made a most beautiful wreath. It
took her a long time to paste the tiny, green sprigs of
parsley in among the yellow petals of marigolds; and it
took her a long time to lay the ferns and the green and
brown feathers just right to make the two sides and
curve around at the base; and a very long time, indeed,
to sew the little red curl and the glossy black hair
and the lock of squirrel fur to cover the "joins" at
the bottom and make the whole a perfect wreath to send
to Big Brother.
And then she wrote in the center—
"When this you see,
 It didn't sound just as it should, but it said
just what Sarah Jane wanted to say to Big Brother.
Sarah Jane put the valentine in the big dictionary to
press it nice and flat; and when the twelfth of
February came she took it, just perfect, and put it in
a beautiful, large envelope, and her papa directed it
and stamped it, and it started on its two-days'
And when Big Brother opened it he looked at the wreath
a long time, and at the verse inside the wreath a long
time, and then he said: "That's from little Sarah
Jane, and from Don, and Billy Button, and Chipperty,
and Bunny, and Henny Penny, and Ducky Daddles, and our
bridge, and my garden-bed—oh, funny little Sarah Jane!"
And he laughed, and dropped a big, happy tear
right—splash!—on his new valentine.
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