Noon-Day Fancies for Our Little Pets Fully Illustrated — A Reader’s Guide
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Robbie said he was sure that he enjoyed it as much as he should if it had cost several dollars; and Grandma was very glad that she had been able to make him so happy.
````Prim little Miss Sonnet
````Once ordered a bonnet;
```The biggest and grandest that ever was seen.
````And little Miss Sonnet
````She said, "I will don it,
```For I am quite sure it is fit for the Queen."
````Then little Miss Sonnet
```She put on lier bonnet,
```And tied a true lover's knot under her chin;
````And this wonderful bonnet
````Had red roses on it,
```With all of them fastened in place with a pin.
````So little Miss Sonnet
````Went out with her bonnet,
```And strutted about for a while in the park;
````When the wind took the bonnet
````With little Miss Sonnet,
```And blew them both up in the sky, like a spark.=
|Karl and Christina were little German children. It was summer when they came to live in the house by the bridge. As soon as they were settled in their new home they began to go to school. The road that led to the school went by Farmer Grün's orchard. The trees in the orchard were full of apples. Karl and Christina would look at them when they were going past, and they longed to have some of them to eat.
"You must never go into the orchard," their mother said; "but if any of the apples should fall into the road, it would not be wrong for you to pick them up."
There was one tree that stood nearer the roadside wall than the others did, and it had bright red pippins on it. The children called this their tree, and every time they went by it they would say, "Pretty pippins, please to fall into the road."
Several weeks passed, and the pippins grew larger and redder; but they did not fall into the road. Some of them dropped off; but they fell into the orchard. By and by the harvest-time came, and Karl Sind Christina began to think their tree would never give them anything.
One day Farmer Grün was in the orchard as they were going by. He heard them say, "Pretty pippins, please to fall into the road." So when they were looking the other way he threw a number of the pippins over the wall. The children were delighted to see them, and ran to pick them up. Then they said, "Thank you, good tree."
Farmer Grün laughed to hear them, and wondered who these queer little folks were. He inquired about them, and found that they belonged to a poor but honest family that had lately moved into the town. After this he was often in the orchard gathering the apples for market. When he saw the little brother and sister coming, he would always toss some of the pippins over the wall where they could get them.
At last he spoke to them, and told them they might come into the orchard on Saturdays, and pick up as many apples as they could carry home. So Karl and Christina went many times, and worked as busily as two bees till they got a barrel of apples for winter. Farmer Grün liked the children because they were so honest and so willing to work.
|A little gray mouse was out on his travels. He wanted to see the world and get some supper. It was late in the afternoon. It was growing dark, and mousie lighted a match.
You don't believe it?
Mousie really did it, though he did not mean to; and this is the way it happened: Mousie crept through a little hole into a nice, cosy room. It was very quiet and warm. Grandpa West sat there writing. There was a little pile of chips and bits of paper on the hearth, ready to light the fire next morning.
Mousie smelt crumbs of cake in one of the papers. He crept in and found them. They were very nice, but he wanted something more to eat. He nibbled some of the chips. There was a match among them.
Mousie found the match. He did not know what it was. Mousie never smoked, and never lighted fires. So he thought matches were of no use; that is, unless they were good to eat. He would try and see; so he nibbled the match.
Snap! went his wee white teeth. Up jumped a little flame right in his face.
"Quee!" screamed mousie, and ran back to his hole.
This collection of short poems and stories, edited by Oscar M. Dunham and first published in 1888, offers a window into late-nineteenth-century childhood. The pieces are brief, often ending with a clear moral or practical lesson, and they revolve around everyday domestic and rural settings. Animals—kittens, dogs, ducks, and even a pet fox—appear frequently, sometimes as companions and sometimes as sources of trouble. The tone is consistently instructive yet light, with a strong emphasis on obedience, kindness, and learning from mistakes.
The excerpts reveal a recurring pattern: a child’s well-meaning plan goes awry due to ignorance or impulsiveness, leading to a gentle correction. In “Kitty’s Basket Ride,” a kitten climbs a trellis and must be rescued; in “Making Maple Sugar,” two boys tap a birch tree in autumn instead of a maple in spring; and in “Weezy’s Sambo,” a doll is accidentally taken into the street. These episodes share a structure of mishap followed by adult intervention or natural consequence, suggesting that the book’s primary aim is to teach through entertaining example.
Patterns of Misadventure and Correction
Across the excerpts, a clear narrative pattern emerges: a child or animal acts on incomplete knowledge, encounters a problem, and is then set right by an older figure or by circumstance. In “Kitty’s Basket Ride,” the kitten climbs too high and is rescued by a child using a basket on a pole. In “Making Maple Sugar,” John and Tim tap a birch tree in the wrong season, and Miss Smith explains their error. In “Weezy’s Sambo,” the doll is tied to a coat button and inadvertently taken outside, causing public laughter. Each story builds tension through the character’s limited perspective, then resolves with a lesson.
This pattern is not merely repetitive; it reinforces the book’s didactic purpose. The child characters are never punished harshly—instead, they are corrected with patience or left to feel foolish. The kitten is safely brought down, the boys are “sadder and wiser,” and Weezy’s doll is eventually retrieved (the excerpt cuts off before the resolution, but the tone suggests a harmless outcome). The emphasis is on learning through experience rather than through scolding.
Domestic Objects and Their Unexpected Roles
Everyday household items take on surprising functions in these stories. In “Kitty’s Basket Ride,” a basket tied to a pole becomes a rescue device. In “Making Maple Sugar,” a nail and hammer substitute for a gimlet, and a pint kettle serves as a sap collector. In “Weezy’s Sambo,” a coat button becomes an anchor for a doll’s scarf, and the overcoat itself turns into a vehicle for unintended comedy. These transformations highlight the resourcefulness—and sometimes the folly—of the characters.
The objects are not merely props; they drive the plot. The basket enables the rescue, the nail creates the hole, the button causes the doll to be carried away. This focus on tangible, familiar items grounds the stories in a world children would recognize. The illustrations, mentioned in the title, likely reinforced this visual connection between objects and their uses. The text thus encourages readers to see ordinary things as tools for problem-solving or as potential sources of mishap.
Voice and Dialogue: Adult Authority vs. Child Enthusiasm
The dialogue in the excerpts reveals a contrast between the confident, often mistaken assertions of children and the calm corrections of adults. In “Making Maple Sugar,” Tim exclaims, “I thought it would be full of maple sugar, all ready to eat!” and John replies with a condescending “You don’t know much.” Later, Miss Smith gently points out that they have tapped a birch, not a maple, and that it is the wrong season. The children’s voices are full of excitement and certainty, while the adults speak with factual authority.
In “Weezy’s Sambo,” the child’s speech is rendered in a playful, ungrammatical style: “What for Sambo run away and hide?” and “Now mamma mus’ tie Sambo.” This imitation of a toddler’s language adds authenticity and humor. The adult characters, like Papa Haynes, are largely silent or react with bewilderment. The narrative voice itself is omniscient and slightly amused, describing the doll “bobbing up and down” and the laughing schoolchildren. This narrative stance aligns the reader with the amused observer rather than the child protagonist, reinforcing the lesson that childish schemes often appear funny to grown-ups.
Readers approaching this collection should expect short, self-contained pieces that reward attention to detail. The moral lessons are embedded in concrete situations rather than abstract maxims, and the humor arises from the gap between a child’s intention and the outcome. The book’s structure—a series of independent stories and poems—makes it suitable for reading aloud or for young readers building stamina. The illustrations, though not reproduced here, likely complement the text’s focus on expressive animals and expressive children. This is a book that invites readers to notice how small mistakes can lead to bigger lessons, and how everyday objects can become part of a story.
I remember afternoons spent within the sunny domestic chaos of Noon-Day Fancies, where a child’s spilled milk became a moral lesson. It always brings to mind the quieter, more threadbare ache of new poems I later shelved—the same heart, grown older. There’s a gentle lineage between them. Poems New and Old — Context and Discussion holds that echo, like hearing a tune hummed much later in a colder room.
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