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Little boy blue.
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It was not hard work, but just suited to Little Boy Blue's age, and he
was watchful and vigilant and made a very good shepherd boy indeed.
His mother needed food no longer, for the Squire paid her son
liberally, and the Squire's daughter made a favorite of the small
shepherd and loved to hear the call of his silver horn echoing amongst
the hills. Even the sheep and the cows were fond of him, and always
obeyed the sound of his horn; therefore the Squire's corn thrived
finely, and was never trampled.
Little Boy Blue was now very happy, and his mother was proud and
contented and began to improve in health. After a few weeks she became
strong enough to leave the cottage and walk a little in the fields
each day; but she could not go far, because her limbs were too feeble
to support her long, so the most she could attempt was to walk as far
as the stile to meet Little Boy Blue as he came home from work in the
evening. Then she would lean on his shoulder and return to the cottage
with him, and the boy was very glad he could thus support his darling
mother and assist her faltering steps.
But one day a great misfortune came upon them, since it is true that
no life can be so happy but that sorrow will creep in to temper it.
Little Boy Blue came homeward one evening very light of heart and
whistled merrily as he walked, for he thought he should find his
mother awaiting him at the stile and a good supper spread upon the
table in the little cottage. But when he came to the stile his mother
was not in sight, and in answer to his call a low moan of pain reached
Little Boy Blue sprang over the stile and found lying upon the ground
his dear mother, her face white and drawn with suffering, and tears of
anguish running down her cheeks. For she had slipped upon the stile
and fallen, and her leg was broken!
Little Boy Blue ran to the cottage for water and bathed the poor
woman's face, and raised her head that she might drink. There were no
neighbors, for the cottage stood all alone by the river, so the child
was obliged to support his mother in his arms as best he could while
she crawled painfully back to the cottage. Fortunately, it was not
far, and at last she was safely laid upon her bed. Then Little Boy
Blue began to think what he should do next.
"Can I leave you alone while I go for the doctor, mamma?" he asked,
anxiously, as he held her clasped hands tightly in his two little
ones. His mother drew him towards her and kissed him.
"Take the boat, dear," she said, "and fetch the doctor from the
village. I shall be patient till you return."
Little Boy Blue rushed away to the river bank and unfastened the
little boat; and then he pulled sturdily down the river until he
passed the bend and came to the pretty village below. When he had
found the doctor and told of his mother's misfortune, the good man
promised to attend him at once, and very soon they were seated in the
boat and on their way to the cottage.
It was very dark by this time, but Little Boy Blue knew every turn and
bend in the river, and the doctor helped him pull at the oars, so that
at last they came to the place where a faint light twinkled through
the cottage window. They found the poor woman in much pain, but the
doctor quickly set and bandaged her leg, and gave her some medicine to
ease her suffering. It was nearly midnight when all was finished and
the doctor was ready to start back to the village.
"Take good care of your mother," he said to the boy, "and do n't worry
about her, for it is not a bad break and the leg will mend nicely in
time; but she will be in bed many days, and you must nurse her as well
as you are able."
All through the night the boy sat by the bedside, bathing his mother's
fevered brow and ministering to her wants. And when the day broke she
was resting easily and the pain had left her, and she told Little Boy
Blue he must go to his work.
"For," said she, "more than ever now we need the money you earn from
the Squire, as my misfortune will add to the expenses of living, and
we have the doctor to pay. Do not fear to leave me, for I shall rest
quietly and sleep most of the time while you are away."
Little Boy Blue did not like to leave his mother all alone, but he
knew of no one he could ask to stay with her; so he placed food and
water by her bedside, and ate a little breakfast himself, and started
off to tend his sheep.
The sun was shining brightly, and the birds sang sweetly in the trees,
and the crickets chirped just as merrily as if this great trouble had
not come to Little Boy Blue to make him sad.
But he went bravely to his work, and for several hours he watched
carefully; and the men at work in the fields, and the Squire's
daughter, who sat embroidering upon the porch of the great house,
heard often the sound of his horn as he called the straying sheep to
But he had not slept the whole night, and he was tired with his long
watch at his mother's bedside, and so in spite of himself the lashes
would droop occasionally over his blue eyes, for he was only a child,
and children feel the loss of sleep more than older people.