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Updated: June 14, 2025
"It will, indeed," agreed Mother Graymouse, "so I think, Buster, that you may as well start right now to help me pack. There's my rocking chair, Squealer's cradle and high-chair, all your little beds and stools, besides my dishes, it makes me weary just to think of it." "We must not forget our needles and thread," said Silver Ears.
"They all come to sit and look at me," said the vain cake. "I wish the learned grain could see me now." There was a little high-chair on each side of the table, and at first these were empty, but in a few minutes the door opened and in came the two little boys. They had pretty, clean dresses on, and their "bangs" and curls were bright with being brushed.
While this conversation was going on, the tea bell rang, and Josiah and his little charge sat down to a well supplied table; for the Friends, though plain and economical, are no enemies to good living. Anna had brought the high-chair in which their own darling had sat a few months before, when she had made gladness and sunshine around her parent's path.
He's like a rose-leaf and he's got six dimples, not counting his hands and feet for I've found and kissed 'em all on different parts of his blessed little body. Dinky-Dunk came back from Buckhorn yesterday with a lot of the foolishest things you ever clapped eyes on a big cloth elephant that grunts when you pull its tail, a musical spinning-top, a high-chair, and a projecting lantern.
Lydia would have said that Martie had placed poor Wallace's picture on her bureau that morning, and had talked about him, calmly and dry-eyed; so why should she feel so much more for her baby? Teddy had been a little strange, if eagerly friendly, with his other cousins; but he knew how to treat Mary. He picked up the things she threw down from her high-chair, and tickled her, and made her laugh.
There was a second table between the lamp and the bed, and it was set for two! Yes, for two! No, for three! For, a little in shadow, David saw a crudely made high-chair a baby's chair and on it were a little knife and fork, a baby spoon, and a little tin plate. It was astounding. Perfectly incredible.
She was allowed to handle that because she couldn't break it. Mother and Judith worked in a swift silence, but a great deal of talking and laughing went on between Sylvia and her father, while Buddy, from his high-chair where he was watching the others, occasionally broke out in a loud, high crow of delight.
Lovin' little creeter, good little creeter, she always wuz, and always would be. And so I told Josiah. Wall, we had the boy set between us to the supper-table, Josiah and me did, in Thomas Jefferson's little high-chair. I had new covered it on purpose for him with bright copperplate calico.
Mary was sitting in the high-chair, clean and expectant, Jim was hammering nails in porch. The children put down their bread and butter, Sally kissed her sister. Martie began to butter swiftly, and spread it with honey. "San Francisco paper, Mart?" "Yes." Martie did not look up. "Mr. Dryden and Mr. Silver sailed this morning," she said. "Oh, really?" Sally turned a flushed face from the stove.
"Jamie jumped on me," said both at once as soon as they could get their breath. "An', I aint lost my wed mittens, an' my little white leg is broke off," cried Jamie suddenly, spying the oft-mended leg of the high-chair, which in this melee, had completely severed company with the rest of the chair, and now mutely appealed for help to be put on again.
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