He went in and sat down to watch , feeling rather disturbed . Presently the fun began again : the children clapped their hands , the people laughed , and every one looked over at the house , in what he thought a very impertinent way . This made him angry ; and out he rushed a second time , saying , as he marched across the street : `` If those saucy young fellows are making game of me , I 'll soon stop it . '' Up to the door he went , gave a great pull at the bell , and , when the servant came , he demanded why every one was laughing at his house . One of the young men came and told him , and asked him to come in and see the fun . Poppy did n't see grandpa go in , for she hid , and when she looked out he was gone : so she boldly began the dancing ; but , in the midst of a lively caper , dolly went bounce into the garden below , for the string fell from Poppy 's hand when she suddenly saw grandpa at the window opposite , laughing as heartily as any one at her prank . She stared at him in a great fright , and looked so amazed that every one enjoyed that joke better than the other ; and poor Poppy did n't hear the last of it for a long time . Her next performance was to fall into the pond on the Common . She was driving hoop down the hill , and went so fast she could n't stop herself ; so splashed into the water , hoop and all . How dreadful it was to feel the cold waves go over her head , shutting out the sun and air ! The ground was gone , and she could find no place for her feet , and could only struggle and choke , and go down , down , with a loud roaring sound in her ears . That would have been the end of Poppy , if a little black boy had n't jumped in and pulled her out . She was sick and dizzy , and looked like a drowned kitten ; but a kind lady took her home in a carriage . After that mishap grandpa thought he would n't keep her any longer , for fear she should come to some worse harm . So Miss Poppy was sent home , much to her delight and much to mamma 's also ; for no matter where she went , or how naughty she was , mamma was always glad to see the little wanderer back , and to forgive and forget all Poppy 's pranks . VII . WHAT THE SWALLOWS DID . A man lay on a pile of new-made hay , in a great barn , looking up at the swallows who darted and twittered above him . He envied the cheerful little creatures ; for he was n't a happy man , though he had many friends , much money , and the beautiful gift of writing songs that everybody loved to sing . He had lost his wife and little child , and would not be comforted ; but lived alone , and went about with such a gloomy face that no one liked to speak to him .
He took no notice of friends and neighbors ; neither used his money for himself nor others ; found no beauty in the world , no happiness anywhere ; and wrote such sad songs it XXXXX one 's heart ache to sing them .
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