LUCILLA'S SHIP As soon as Dickory had left off his cocked hat and his gold-embroidered coat, the little girl Lena had ceased to be afraid of him, and the next morning she came to him, seated lonely--for this was a busy household--and asked him if he would like to take a walk.

So, hand in hand, they wandered away.

Presently they entered a path which led through the woods.
"This is the way my sister goes to her lookout tree," said the little girl.

"Would you like to see that tree ?" "Oh, yes!" said Dickory, and he spoke the truth.
"She goes up to the very top," said Lena, "to look for ships.

I would never do that; I'd rather never see a ship than to climb to the top of such a tree.