The walk
The walk
“Myboy, get your hat, and come with me. The day is so fine and dry, that we can walk out. Take hold of my hand, and let us go and feel the warm sun.
“We will go and see a poor man, and take him some food. He is very old and lame, and has no meat, and no bread, and no milk. We will give him some of ours; we can put the milk into a jug, and take the meat in a plate, and you shall also take some bread to him.
“He will be so glad to see us, poor man! He will say, I thank you; and he will eat the nice food that we take him.”
“May we take him some soup too?”
“Yes, it will warm him, for he has got no fire, and he sits in his room, and is often very cold. He is not able to run and get warm, for he is lame. We can take him a book, too, for he can read.Now we have got to his house. Look, the poor man has a cat: she often sits by his side, and curls her tail, and when he pats her she says, ‘purr, purr.’”
“Poor puss! I must feed you, too, and pat your soft back. Do not run away, I will not hurt you.”
“The good old man is not here; he is gone out; so we will put down the food for him and soon come and see him again.”
“Thank you, mamma, I like so much to walk with you.”