The Fairy Nightcaps

NEW YORK: D. APPLETON & COMPANY, 443 & 445 BROADWAY. LONDON: 16 LITTLE BRITAIN. 1861.
Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1860, by FANNY BARROW, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New York.
TO MASSA CHARLES, WHOSE MOST LOVABLE QUALITIES WERE BUT FAINTLY PORTRAYED IN THE FIRST NIGHTCAP BOOK, THIS THE SIXTH AND LAST OF THE SERIES, IS AFFECTIONATELY Dedicated.
GOING TO THE MIDSUMMER BALL.
Dear Children,
Here is the last Nightcap book, making six in all. The story of The Three Little Fishes was taken (but very much altered) from a clever book for grown folks, written, I believe, nearly two hundred years ago; but all the rest is true, real true.

I have written them out with my heart full of love and good wishes for you, and you , and YOU; and my only desire in return is, that down in a cosy corner of your dear little hearts, you will keep warm, one kind thought of your loving
AUNT FANNY.
In the deep shadow of the Highlands, at the foot of the old Crow Nest Mountain, is a wild and beautiful hollow, closed around on every side by tall trees, interlaced together by the clasping tendrils of the honeysuckle, and the giant arms of luxuriant wild grape-vines.
The mossy edge of this magic circle is thickly embroidered with violets, harebells, perfumed clover-blossoms, and delicate, feathery ferns. A little brook, overhung with grasses and whispering leaves, dances and dimples in the bright sunlight and soft moonbeams, and then trips away, to offer the wild-rose leaves that have fallen upon his bosom to his beloved tributary lord, the great Hudson River.
Not a bat dare spread his unclean leathern wings across this charmed place, and the very owls that wink and blink in the hollow trees near by keep their unmusical hoot toot to themselves.