Captain Horace

Captain Horace.
BOSTON 1893 LEE AND SHEPARD PUBLISHERS 10 MILK STREET NEXT THE OLD SOUTH MEETING HOUSE
Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1864, by LEE & SHEPARD, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. Copyright, 1892, by Rebecca S. Clarke. Little Prudy's Captain Horace.
MY LITTLE NEPHEW
WILLY WHEELER.
FROM HIS AFFECTIONATE
AUNT.
You wide-awake little boys, who make whistles of willow, and go fishing and training,—Horace is very much like you, I suppose. He is by no means perfect, but he is brave and kind, and scorns a lie. I hope you and he will shake hands and be friends.

Grace and Horace Clifford lived in Indiana, and so were called Hoosiers.
Their home, with its charming grounds, was a little way out of town, and from the front windows of the house you could look out on the broad Ohio, a river which would be very beautiful, if its yellow waters were only once settled. As far as the eye could see, the earth was one vast plain, and, in order to touch it, the sky seemed to stoop very low; whereas, in New England, the gray-headed mountains appear to go up part way to meet the sky.
One fine evening in May, brown-eyed Horace and blue-eyed Grace stood on the balcony, leaning against the iron railing, watching the stars, and chatting together.