Melchiors Dream and Other Tales

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Title: Melchior's Dream and Other Tales
Author: Juliana Horatia Ewing
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MELCHIOR'S DREAM
AND OTHER TALES,

BY
JULIANA HORATIA EWING.

LONDON: SOCIETY FOR PROMOTING CHRISTIAN
KNOWLEDGE, NORTHUMBERLAND AVENUE, W.C. NEW
YORK: E. & J.B. YOUNG & CO.

[Published under the direction of the General Literature Committee.]

Dedicated
TO
FOUR BROTHERS AND FOUR SISTERS.

CONTENTS.
MELCHIOR'S DREAM
THE BLACKBIRD'S NEST
FRIEDRICH'S BALLAD
A BIT OF GREEN
MONSIEUR THE VISCOUNT'S FRIEND
THE YEW-LANE GHOSTS
A BAD HABIT
A HAPPY FAMILY

EDITOR'S PREFACE.
It is always a memorable era in a mother's life when she first introduces
a daughter into society. Many things contribute to make it so; among
which is the fact of the personal blessing to herself, in having been
permitted to see the day--to have been spared, that is, to watch over her
child in infancy, and now to see her entering life upon her own account.
But a more uncommon privilege is the one granted to me on the present
occasion, of introducing a daughter into the literary world; and the
feelings of pride and pleasure it calls forth, are certainly not less
powerful than those created by the commoner occurrence. It is my
comfort also to add that these are not overclouded by any painful
anxiety or misgiving. There may be differences of opinion as to the
precise amount of literary merit in these tales; but viewed as the first
productions of a young author, they are surely full of promise; while
their whole tone and aim is so unmistakably high, that even those who
criticize the style will be apt to respect the writer.
I ought here to express a hope that it will not be thought presumptuous
on my part, to undertake the office of introduction. I beg it to be
understood that I address myself especially to those readers who have (I
speak it with deep gratitude and pleasure) listened kindly and
favourably to me for several years past, and who will, I trust, be no less
well disposed towards my daughter's writings.
To them also it may be interesting to know, that in the "J.H.G." of
"Melchior's Dream," etc., they will find the original of my own portrait
of "Aunt Judy."
But I have still something more to say: another little bit of gratification
to express. What one sister has written, another has illustrated by her
pencil; a cause of double thankfulness in my heart to Him from whom
all good gifts come.
MARGARET GATTY.

NOTE.--_The foregoing Preface was written for the first edition of
"Melchior's Dream, and other Tales." This was published in 1862 under
Mrs. Ewing's maiden initials, "J.H.G." It contained the first five stories
in the present volume, and these were illustrated by the writer's eldest
sister, "M.S.G."_

MELCHIOR'S DREAM.
AN ALLEGORY.
"Thou that hast given so much to me, Give one thing more--a grateful
heart."
GEORGE HERBERT.
"Well, father, I don't believe the Browns are a bit better off than we are;
and yet when I spent the day with young Brown, we cooked all sorts of
messes in the afternoon; and he wasted twice as much rum and brandy
and lemons in his trash, as I should want to make good punch of. He
was quite surprised, too, when I told him that our mince-pies were kept
shut up in the larder, and only brought out at meal-times, and then just
one apiece; he said they had mince-pies always going, and he got one
whenever he liked. Old Brown never blows up about that sort of thing;
he likes Adolphus to enjoy himself in the holidays, particularly at
Christmas."
The speaker was a boy--if I may be allowed to use the word in speaking
of an individual whose jackets had for some time past been resigned to
a younger member of his family, and who daily, in the privacy of his
own apartment, examined his soft cheeks by the aid of his sisters'
"back-hair glass." He was a handsome boy too; tall, and like
David--"ruddy, and of a fair countenance;" and his face, though
clouded then, bore the expression of general amiability. He was the
eldest son in a large young family,