- flinders strains
- flinders foots
- Five children at the beach
Three girls, a boy and a baby at the beach - First Arrivals
It is a Party, do you know, And there they sit, all in a row, Waiting till the others come, To begin to have some fun. Hark! the bell rings sharp and clear, Other little friends appear; And no longer all alone They begin to feel at home. To them a little hard is Fate, Yet better early than too late; Fancy getting there forlorn, With the tea and cake all gone. Wonder what they'll have for tea; Hope the jam is strawberry. Wonder what the dance and game; Feel so very glad they came. Very Happy may you be, May you much enjoy your tea. - Fireside scene
- Finis
Cute little girl holding a board with "Finis" on it. - February
February - Father and Son discussion
Father and Son discussion - Family Dinner
Family Dinner - Eight children
Eight children - Eating berries in the garden
- Drinking tea at the table
- Dressed up warm
Two girls dressed up in winter coats with fur and muffs - Dont push
- December
December - Daydreaming
Boy daydreaming - Cutting off faded flowers
- Curly Locks
- Cupid in the love boat
Cupid in the love boat - Cupid and the lovebirds
Cupid and the lovebirds - Crow following a boy
- Crab Fishing
Crab Fishing - Cock Crow
Yong child looking out window from in bed - Childs Song
The King and the Queen were riding Upon a Summer's day, And a Blackbird flew above them, To hear what they did say. The King said he liked apples, The Queen said she liked pears. And what shall we do to the Blackbird Who listens unawares. - Children playing
Children playing - Child eating a slide of cake
- Cecilia Beaux
Whose Paint Brush Has Brought Her Fame Cecilia’s gray eyes grew thoughtful as she considered the drawing that she was copying. She held it at arm’s length, scrutinizing it critically. “Ah, this is much more fun than practicing scales,” she reflected. When the family examined these drawings, they said, “Cecilia would never be a success at music, but she draws very well.” This little girl was Cecilia Beaux, whose portraits have won many medals. She was born in Philadelphia in 1863. Her father came from Provence, France, where the people have ever been famed for their enjoyment of beauty. Her mother was of New England descent and had inherited from her ancestors the ability to do things and to do them conscientiously and well. From each parent the little girl received a golden gift: from her father, his joy in the beautiful; from her mother, the love of doing things. Her good use of these two gifts has made Cecilia Beaux a famous artist. - Cat looking at reflection in the water
Cat looking at reflection in the water - Cake
Little boy eating some cake while his dog looks on - Boys
Boys - Boy with Christmas basket
Boy with Christmas basket - Boy with bird
Boy holding a bowl with bird on it - Boy with baskets
Boy in flat peaked cap at counter with two baskets - Boy with apple bank
Boy with apple bank - Boy whistling
Boy whistling - Boy sleeping
Boy sleeping - Boy reading to two girls
- Boy on stool
- Boy lying on the bed
Boy lying on the bed - Boy looking out window
- Boy in beret whistling
Boy in beret whistling - Boy in bed in dormitory
Boy in bed in dormitory - Boy in bathtub with his clothes on
Wet little boy in bathtub - Boy eating from a large bowl
Boy eating from a large bowl - Boy eating an apple
- Boy and Girl with mother and old lady
- Boy and girl under a tree
- Boy and Girl looking out the window
Boy and Girl looking out the window - Boy and Girl in the garden
- Boy and girl feeding a pony an apple
Boy and girl feeding a pony an apple - Boy and Girl encouraging their bird to come back
Boy and Girl looking out the window encouraging their bird to come back after escaping from its cage - Boy and Girl
Boy and Girl - Boy and Girl
A mother bird is feeding her babies and a boy and a girl are looking at them. - Boy
Boy - Boots, Boots, Boots
Boots, Boots, Boots Buster’s got a popper gun, A reg’lar one that shoots, And Teddy’s got an engine With a whistler that toots. But I’ve got something finer yet— A pair of rubber boots. Oh, it’s boots, boots, boots, A pair of rubber boots! I could walk from here to China In a pair of rubber boots. - Bird on a gate
- Bay and lady picking flowers
- Ball
Ball One—two, is one to you: One—two—three, is one to me. Throw it fast or not at all, And mind you do not let it fall. - August
August - At School
Girls sitting on a bench at school reading