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<strong>LITTLE</strong> <strong>LORD</strong> <strong>FAUNTLEROY</strong><br />

cheerful little way, as if he had known them always. His greatest charm<br />

was this cheerful, fearless, quaint little way of making friends with people.<br />

I thk it arose from hi having a very confiding nature, and a kind little<br />

heart that sympathized with every one, and wishd to make every one as<br />

fortable as he liked to be hielf. It made him very quick to<br />

understand the feelings of those about him Perhaps this had gro on<br />

him, too, because he had lived so much with his father and mother, w<br />

re always loving and considerate and tender and we-bred. He had<br />

never heard an unkind or unurteous wrd spoke at home; he had<br />

always been loved and caressed and treated tenderly, and so hi childish<br />

soul was ful of kindnes and incent warm feeling. He had always<br />

heard h mamma called by pretty, loving names, and so h used them<br />

himself wh he spoke to her; he had alays seen that his papa watched<br />

over her and took great care of her, and so he learned, too, to be careful of<br />

her.<br />

So wh he knew hs papa would c back no mre, and saw how<br />

very sad his mamma was, there gradually cam into his kind little heart the<br />

thought that h must do what h could to make her happy. He was not<br />

much more than a baby, but that thought was in hi mid wenever he<br />

climbed upo her knee and kid her and put hs curly head on her neck,<br />

and when he brought his toys and picture-books to show hr, and when he<br />

curled up quietly by her side as she used to lie on the sofa. He was not<br />

old eugh to know of anythg ese to do, s he did wat he could, and<br />

was more of a comfort to her than he could have understood.<br />

"Oh, Mary!" he heard her say once to her old servant; "I am sure he is<br />

trying to help me in his innocent way--I know he is. He looks at me<br />

ti with a lving, wondering little look, as if h were sorry for me,<br />

and then he wi come and pet me or show me somthing. He is suc a<br />

little man, I really think he kn"<br />

A he grew older, he had a great many quaint lttle ways which<br />

amused and interested people greatly. He was so much of a copanion<br />

for his mother that she scarcely cared for any other. They used to walk<br />

together and talk together and play together. When he was quite a little<br />

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