43 ' GOOD LITTLE ROBIN. 19 on. The parcel was found there, by the first person, who came out in the morning : it was a top, which Robert had lent him a great while before. It was wrapped up in a piece of paper, on the cqjaierof which was written, w Good bye, Hollerty Before he quitted the village, Dick turned aside, for a moment, to give a last look at his father’s cottage. Lit was tin tenanted, and the person, into whose hands it had fallen, had barred up the doors and windows, so that'Dick could not get in ; but, through a broken paue, he looked into the vacant room, where he had passed so much of his short life. Me looked over the wall of the little ^ard^n, now filled with weeds. As he was turfiing away, he felt something move against his le^, and, looking down, he saw the old cat, that stilf plung to ner accustomed haunts. She purred to and fro at his feet, and looked up in his face. Poor Dick was certain she knew him, and he burst into tears. She followed him a little way up the lane, and then returned slowly to the cottage. il It was a bonny day in June,” as the poet
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