Nearly Bedtime

The Nearly Bedtime Five Short Stories for the Little Ones. The birds have been awake, chirping and twittering for more than an hour, and the sun has stolen the first cool freshness from the clear dewdrops, as a pair of small feet come scudding across the lawn and down the gravel path. Phil is up betimes to-day. He had opened his eyes as he heard cook's heavy, deliberate tread on the stairs--she is stout and old, and he knows her step well--and then he knew that it must be quite early, about half-past five.