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Baby's Story Book;
PICTURES AND SILHOUETTES.
OTUR LITTLE ONES.
LAURA E. RICHARDS.
PUBLISHED BY PETER G. THOMSON.
BY PETER G. THOMSON.
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E-NA is ill, and has to the bed, with Mam-ma's
stay in bed, while the help, and puts his arm round
oth-er chil-dren are play-ing Le-na's' neck and kiss-es her,
out of doors. It is ver-y say-ing, "Poor Le-na! Ba-
lone-ly for her, some-times, by sor-ry!" Then he sits qui-
so to-day she has begged her et-ly on the bed, and sings
moth-er to let the dear Ba- her a lit-tle song. Trus-ty
by broth-er spend the morn- sits by the bed-side, wag-ging
ing in her room. He is so his tail, and look-ing as if he
good, .she is sure he will not thought it a great pit-y that
dis-turb her, or make her an-y-bod-y should ev-er have
head ache. So in he comes, to stay in bed. In the af-
and with him comes his good ter-noon Le-na says she feels
friend Trus-ty, who must go bet-ter, and Doc-tor Ba-
wher-ev-er our Ba-by goes. by and Doc-tor Trus-ty have
rhe dear Pa-by Alimbs up on done her much good.
TIHE LIT-TLE MOTH-ER.
cl dear lol-ly 0 my and when the new eye was
S )own good child! what put in.
should I do with-out you? An-oth-er gliz.-t com-fort
Broth-er Will laughs at her, is, that she is so well and
and says she is ug-ly, which strong al-ways. Now, Cou-
is not true. I am will-ing, sin Nell's Mi-ran-da, who is
how-cv-er, to con-fic.s that I so ver-y fine, and can move
have seen pret-ti-er dolls; for her head and arms and legs,
I don't think that a moth-er is real-ly a great-er care than
ought to be blind, like Mil- I should wish a child of'
ly Ward, for in-stance, who mine to be. She has a stiff
in-sists that her black Chlo-e neck more than half the
is more beau-ti-fil than the time, I think, and she suf-
love-li-est wax fair-y; but I fers con-stant-ly from rheum-
will say that I have nev-er a-tism in her joints; while
seen such a good, sweet- Ro-sa-lie, who has not a joint
tem-pered doll as my Ro-sa- in her bod-y, is al-wavs in
lie. iNev-er fret-ful or pee- per-fect health. But then,
vish, as wax dolls are so apt Nell says she likes to have
to be, but al-ways wear-ing her dolls sick, for she is fond
the same sweet smile, no of mak-ing pills and pow-
mat-ter what may hap-pen. ders for them, and put-ting
E-ven on that dread-ful day their feet in hot wa-ter.
(it makes me shud-der to Well, Ro-sa-lie, my pet,
think of it) when Will put you are not such a fine la-
out one of her dear eyes dy as Mi-ran-da, but i love
with his pea-shoot-er, the you a thou-sand times bet-
dar-ling nev-er com-plained, ter; and, pret-ty or not, you
though she must have suf- cer-tain-ly are the best and
fered fright-ful-ly, both then dear-est doll in the world.
THE LIT-TLE MOTH-ER.
Than lit-tle Pau-line and her dear Ro-sa-lie
A good lit-tle doll and a good lit-tle child
To jude fm teir f s, so c ul ad mi
710 / ,,,n In I I
IIII =1 .
A hap-pi-er cou-ple I inev-e r did see
A good lit-tie doll and a good lit-tie child,
To judge from their fa-ces, so ,heer-ful and 'ild
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To judge from their fa-ces, so cheer-tffl an~d .mild.
BE-TWEEN MR. GREEN WEED-Y BULL-FROG AND
MR. WEED-Y GREEN FROG-BULL.
H-IEY start a-mid much Mr. Bull-frog re-cov-ers
ap-plause from the him-self and his boat, a-mid
spec-ta-tors. wild cheer-ing from his
friends on the bridge. Mr.
2. Frog-bull puts out all his
Mr. Bull-frog makes a foul. strength. Mr. Bull-frog does
[I can-not stop to ex-plain the same.
what that is. You must ask
Pa-pa.] Wild ex-cite-ment
a-mong the spec-ta-tors. End of the race. Mr.
Frog-bull comes in first, Mr.
3. Bull-frog be-ing on-ly half a
They come to the bridge, length be-hind. Both re-
Mr. Frog-bull gets through ceive first priz-es, Mr. Frog-
safe-ly. Mr. Bull-frog, en- bull be-cause he won the
raged at be-ing passed, for- race, and Mr. Bull-frog be-
gets to look round, and runs cause he got wet and had
in-to dan-ger. the rheum-a-tism, and want-
ed some-thing to con-sole
Fright-ful ac-ci-dent to1 Both gen-tle-men are car-
Mr. Bull-frog, show-ing the ried home in tri-umph by
dis-ad-van-ta-ges of hav-ing their de-vot-ed ad-mir-ers,
no eyes in the back of one's and are crowned with flow-
head. Grief and weep-ing ers, to the great de-light of
a-mong the friends of Bull- the mul-ti-tude.
(WA -- .I E
THE GREEli MEAD-OW.
-VER the brook,"
"if I could on-ly cross- :.-
o-ver the brook and
she looked long-ing-ly
at the mead-ow on the L! s
oth-er side, so cool,
with its great trees,
and long, wav-ing
grass. Now the trou- -
ble a-bout cross-ing ,
was not in the broolk,
for that was on-ly a
foot wide just there,
and a ba-by could ha ve
jumped o-ver. The
trou-ble was in Ma-bel -
her-self. G-rand-mainn- 1
ma had told her not to
go be-yond the brook;
yet Ma-bel was sure that the harm in that; and she could
straw-ber-ries in that mead- tell grand-mam-ma a-bout
ow must be much fii-er than it. As she stood thus in
an-y she had -seen. She had doubt, who should come
nev-er been o-ver there, but a-long but Nan-nie Lee, a
it looked like the ver-y place lit-tie school-mate of hers.
for straw-ber-ries to grow "Come with me, Ma-bel,"
large and sweet. If she she said. "I am go-ing o-ver
could on-ly go and see! to that love-ly mead-ow, to
Sure-ly there would be no get straw-ber-ries."
THE GREEN MEAD-OW.
"Grand-mam-ma told me you out my-self" And she
not to go be-yond the flew a-cross the field, call-
brook," re-plied Ma-bel ing as she went. The hay-
Pooh said Nan-nie, mak-ers had al-read-y heard
"I don't be-lieve she would Nan-nie's screams, and were
mind. I am go-ing, at an-y com-ing to the res-cue. A-
rate! So say-ing, she among them was Nan-nie's
jumped light-ly a-cross the fa-ther, who looked ver-y
ti-ny brook, and in an-oth-er grave when he heard what
mo-ment stood in the beau- had hap-pened. The lit-tie
ti-ful green mead-ow with girl was soon pulled out of
the long grass and the sha- the mud-dy wa-ter, and
dy trees. Poor Ma-bel stood brought back a-cross the
a-lone in the hot sun-shine, brook again, all drip-ping,
feel-ing ver-y un-hap-py, and dir-ty, and cry-ing bit-
when sud-den-ly she heard a ter-ly.
scream from Nan-nie, so loud Did I not tell you, Nan-
and pierc-ing that she al- nie," asked her fa-ther, "not
most jumped out of her to go a-cross that brook ? "
boots with fright. "Yes," sobbed Nan-nie;
"What is the mat-ter?" "but I did not know why
she cried, you told me."
Oh!" screamed Nan-nie Ver-y well,' said Mr.
a-gain. "Oh, oh! it's a bog! Lee; "per-haps this will
and I'm in wa-ter up to my teach you to o-bey your par-
knees, and I can't get out. ents with-out know-ing
Help me help me!" 'why. "
"Wait," cried Ma-bel, And lit-tle Ma-bel thought
Sand I will call the hay- to her-self, "I am ver-y sure
mak-ers. I could not get it has taught me!"
CAR-RIE AND THE KIT-TENS.
AR-RIE came run- ad-vise you to med-dle with
n ing to her Mam-ma the kit-tens just now, for the
one day, with a ver-y joy- old cat may be ver-y cross.
ful face. "0 Man-ma! she Wait un-til they are two or
cried, "what do you think? three weeks old, and then
old Tab-by has four love-ly she will not mind your tak-
lit-tle kit-tens, the pret-ti-est ing one."
I ev-er saw. You know I Two or three weeks! that
have been want-ing a kit- seemed al-most as long to
ten for so long. May I have Car-rie as two or three
one of these, please, Mam- years, for she was ver-y
ma? im-pa-tient to have a kit-
"Yes," said her moth-er, ten of her own. "How-ev-
Syou may have one if Tab- er," she thought, I will
by is will-ing. But I do not just go and see them; and
CAR-RIE AND THE KIT-TENS.
per-haps Mrs. Tab-by will at an-y rate there is no harm
let me take one now." So in try-ing."
off she ran to the play- So say-ing, the lit-tle girl
room, where Tab-by and reached out her hand soft-ly,
her chil-dren were cor-fort- and then, for one in-stant,
a-bly es-tab-lished on a she held the pre-cious white
cush-ion. Car-rie drew near kit-ten in her grasp. But
soft-ly, say-ing, "Good old it was on-ly for an in-stant.
Tab-by! good pus-sy! will The next mo-ment the an-
you. let Car-rie see your gry moth-er, with a fu-ri-ous
sweet lit-tle kit-tens ? there! fsssss had flown at her,
nice old pus-sy and made a deep scratch on
The old cat looked doubt- her neck. Car-rie dropped
ful-ly at her; then she gave the kit-ten, and ran, cry-ing
a faint mew, and cud-dled with pain and fright, to her
down clos-er to her ti-ny moth-er. Her good moth-er
fam-i-ly. But Car-rie was saw at once what had hap-
not dis-cour-aged at this cold opened, but at first she said
re-cep-tion. Dear lit-tle noth-ing, but gen-tly washed
things!" she mur-mured, the blood a-way from the
com-ing clos-er. "I can-not wound, and put some nice
tell which is the pretti-est. salve on it. A little while
Two tab-by ones, and one af-ter, how-ev-er, when Car-
black, and one as white as rie had dried her tears, but
snow. I think yes, I do was still look-ing ver-y se-
think I like the white one ri-ous, her moth-er said to
best. Now I won-der if I her soft-ly, "I think my lit-
could not get it a-way with- tie girl un-der-stands now
out Tab-by no-tic-ing it. She why I ad-vised her to wait
.seems to be a-sleep now, and two or three weeks."
THE DOG IN THE DUCK-POND.
BY AUNT BATH-SI-E-BA.
T was a ver-y hot day through the long, tan-gled
in June, and Fan-ny, grass. "The wa-ter looks
the big re-triev-er, felt ver-y cool," thought Fan-ny, "but
un-com-fort-a-ble. She had it is migh-ty mud-dy. Nev-
a quan-ti-ty of thick, shag- er mind a good roll on the
gy, black hair, which made grass will make me quite
her ver-y warm. clean a-gain."
"Dear, dear!" said Fan-ny She had just dipped her
to her-self, "I must take a big paw in-to the wa-ter
swim in the duck-pond; that when an an-gry duck, fol-
is the on-ly thing which will lowed by a fleet of soft duck-
make me cool." lings, popped her head out
Off she set for the pond, a-mong the reeds, mak-ing a
mak-ing her way pa-tient-ly tre-men-dous chat-ter-ing.
THE DOG IN THE DUCK-POND.
"You mustn't talk so fast! sharp bill, and pinched, dear,
I don't un-der-stand duck dear, how she pinched!
French," said Fan-ny. Fan-ny ut-tered a dis-mal
"*Qu'ck, qu'ck, qu'ck, qu- howl, and nev-er stopped
a-a-ck," went the duck, and run-ning till she reached her
oh, how red and an-gry her own ken-nel.
eyes looked There she lay down, licked
If Fan had been a pru- her wound-ed nose, rest-ed
dent dog, I think she would her half-blind-ed eyes, and
have gone a-way, don't you! de-cid-ed that ducks were
.But she was so anx-ious for the most sav-age and self-
her bath that she paid no ish of all creat-ures.
at-ten-tion to,; Mrs. Duck, "What harm was I do-
but walked straight in-to ing, I should like to know ?"
the wa-ter. she said to her-self. "Cross,
Bang went the duck, spite-ful creat-ure! I will
right a-gainst dog-gy's face nev-er speak to a duck
and whir-r-r-r-r! went her a-gain."
wings right in dog-gy's eyes
and oh, worst of all, she But it was the duck's own
seized Fan's nose in her pond, you see.
THE MOON'S TEA-PAR-TY.
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i. HAVE you ev-er heard of
"-" --- the two chil-dren who took
--. e-'. a tea with the Moon "No?"
Then I will tell you a-bout
I, t ais an fine e-ven-ing in June that
'f. .. tley went uip; and-
"' ? ,"- H -ow did they get up there ? Why,
i the- lirmbed up a moon-beam, of course.
SHaven't you ev-er seen an-y-bod-y climb
S. to the tp, they were met by the first
.- star-in-wa it-ing, who smiled and twin-
... I kled atl it them ver-y pleas-ant-ly.
i Is the Moon at home ? "they asked.
SY.:- '.I.' Yes," re-plied the Star, "and tea'is
Si' ll read-v. Come in! Her Maj-es-ty is
in her dress-ing-cloud, but will be down
She took the chil-dren in-to a fat, hand-some la-dy, with a
the din-ing-room, where the crown of stars; and she
ta-ble was laid; and then she shone so bright-ly that the
rang a bell, and sang, chil-dren's eyes were daz-zled.
"Lu-na-tic, Moon-a-tic Maj-es-ty, How are you 1 she said
oh! sweet ly. Where 's the
Come to your sup-per-y up-per-y cheese, Ve-nus ? "
oh !" Ve-nus brought the cheese,
Then a cloud o-pened, and and they all sat down and
out came the Moon. She was ate it. This was the sup-
THE MOON'S TEA-PAR-TY.
per, ex-cept some mel-ons,
of which the Moon'ate great
I eat these to make my
light ael-low," she ex--
plained. "The word mel-on
is a con-trac-tion of mel-low
one,' you know."
"Is it ? asked the chil-
dren, in sur-prise.
"Yes, it is!" cried the
Moon. "Don't ex- press
doubt, for that up-sets my
nerves, and might give me
"I thought the Earth did
that," said they.
ble does it," re-plied the
Moon has-ti-ly. The Earth "Well, you'd bet-ter go
is dis-a-gree-a-ble, so she now," said the Star. "You
does it. Hate-full creat-ures! may come some time and see
how dare you men-tion us a-gain. When-ev-er you.
her ? and off she went in- see me wink for-ty times in
to her cloud, in a huff. suc-ces-sion, con-sid-er your-
You should not speak selves in-vit-ed. Good-bye.
of such things.to her Maj- There's your moon-beam."
es-ty," said Ve-nus. And off she twin-kled, sing-
"In-deed cried the chil-_ ing,
dren. "We did not mean to Lu-na-tic, Moon-a-tic. Maj-es-ty,
vex her." oh! "
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name is, but we read your and dig with our shov-els in
much, so I thought I would Pa-pa put for us at the end
r'- I II "
M EA\R B3A-BY: I nev- Will and Ja-mie have pret-
_wer saw you a letter, and Itelty lit-te brass cribs. the
don't e-ven know what youtim play out of all doors allf day,
naThere is, but e read your and dig with our shov-els in
Mag--zine and likrls it ver-y the great heap of sand that
much, so I thought I would Pa-pa put for us at the end
write you a let-ter and tell of the gar-den. But the
you a-bout our-selves, best time of all is af-ter tea,
There are four of us, two for then Main-ma sings to
girls and two boys. I am us and tells us sto-ries till
the eld-est, and then comes bed-time. And then, when
Will, and then Grace, and we are un-dressed, and have
then Ja-mie. We live in a said our pray-ers, we jump
large square house, with a in-to bed and try which can
gar-den be-hind it, and we go to sleep first, on-ly we
all sleep to-geth-er in our big nev-er can find out ex-act-ly.
nurs-er-y. Grace and I Don't you think we have
sleep in the same bed, but hap-py times, Ba-by ?
COT-CHY AND SNAP.
-C(()0T-CHY was a good
i '. lit-tle cat, but she hl d
-" & one fault: she was too
ii i fond of cream.
SI She was left a-lone in
Si' -the din-ing-room once,
'', ind lt did she spy on the ta-ble but
1 bt1ain-ti-til blue pitch-er filled with
; e-li-ci i
p .T he jumped, naugh-ty Cot-chy,
W nill wi us put-ting out her tongue to
I 'i hip, wh-'n "gr--r-r-yow! yow!!" sound-
ed i h. r ear. Snap, the o-di-ous
'' OI 1u lious-doi'. stood close to her with his
moth \\id\ o-pen, all read-y to bite!
Sl't-chiy made a tre-men-dous spring,
S fand1 a-lil-It-ed safe-ly on the tall, old-
ash-ioned mnan-tel-piece. Snap was
wild wvith dis-ap-point-ed rage, and danced first on one foot
and then on the oth-er. He could not reach her, try as
hard as he might.
Catch me if you can, Mr. Snap," said Cot-chy; "but, 0,
how I did burn my poor tail in that hot soup It was all
the cook's fault for not mak-ing the soup cold."
Now I should say that the fault was Mrs. Cot-chy's for
try-ing to steal cream.
OUR HORSE MACK.
BY MYRA MEREDITH.
HIS is our Ihrse, and then ba-by laughs aid pats
KJ, his name is Mack. his neck.
lie is en-te and kind, and Mack is iwait-ing now for
don't you think he is ver-y pa-pa to come and ride on
hand-some? See what a his back. He is all sad-dled
large dark eye he has, and and bri-dled. See how he
how thick his mane is, and pricks his ears up; he is
his coat is glos-sy and black. list-en-ing to hear his mas-
We all love Mack, fr he ter's foot-steps.
gives us such nice rides! Here comes pa-pa, and
Su-sie and I pick clo-ver Mack looks ver-y glad to
blos-soms, and ten-der, green see him.
grass for him, in the fields. Pa-pa throws a kiss to
When he sees us com-ing mam ma, and shakes his
with it in our hands, he hand to r-vby, who is be-ing
paws the ground with one held up .o the win-dow to
of his fore-feet, and makes see him start. Now he kis-
a noise that is called whin- ses sis-ter Su-sie and me,
ny-ing. That is his way of and jumps on Mack's back,
ask-ing for it, and the on-ly and off they go.
way in which he can say "If When I am a big boy,
you please," be-cause he pa-pa says I shall ride on
can-not talk. Mack's back; and when I
Some-times pa-pa holds am a man I am go-ing to
ba-by up and lets her give have a nice black horse and
Mack an ap-ple, and Mack call him Mack, and I will
takes it in-to his mouth ride a-way for miles and
ver-y care-ful-ly, and does miles, just as my dear pa-
not bite her lit-tle hand, and pa does.
OUR HORSE MACK.
A horse to love, to feed, to pet,
That horse is our dear Mack;
He'll draw us in a car-riage fine,
Trot with us on his back.
I-HIS is a dog a-bout day, Bru-no." Bru-no wait-ed
whom I can tell you pa-tient-ly for some time, but
a tine sto-ry, which you will when he found he was re-al-
like all the bet-ter when you ly to get noth-ing, he took
know that it is true. His up his bas-ket and trot-ted
name is Bru-no, and he is as a-way, look-ing ver-y grave
clev-er and good as he is in-deed. The next day he
hand-some. He lives in a came a-gain, at the reg-u-lar
cit-y, and ev-er-y day his time; but what do you think
mas-ter used to send him to he did this time? He first
the butch-er's shop to buy dropped the bas-ket, then he
his own din-ner. He gave laid the piece of mon-ey
him a bas-ket and a piece of care-ful-ly on the floor and
mon-ey, both of which Bru- put one of his big paws o-
no car-ried in his mouth till ver -it; and then he looked
he reached the shop. Then at the butch-er, as much as
the butch- er would take to say, "You can-not cheat
them from him, and put a me this time!"
piece of meat in the bas-ket; The man laughed ver-y
and then Bru-no would take much at Bru-no's clev-er-
the bas-ket a-gain, and trot ness, and gave him a piece
home to eat his din-ner. One of meat twice as big as us-
day the butch-er thought he u-al, tell-ing him that he
would play a lit-tle trick on would nev-er play him such
the dog, to see what he a trick a-gain. And then
would do. So when Bru-no Bru-no let him take the
came he took the bas-ket mon-ey, and went off with
and the mon-ey from him as his bas-ket, ver-y well sat-
us-u-al, but gave him back is-fled with him-self and ev-
the bas-ket emp-ty, say-ing, er-y-bod-y else. I think he
"I have noth-ing for you to- de-served a :ood din-ner.
I am a ver-y hand-some dog,
And Bru-no is my name,
And if I am a tri-fle vain
.D'ye think I am to blame?
BY MYRA MEREDITII.
HICK! chick coln ing as it was, must, af-ter all,
here! See this fun-nv have been ver-y poor-ly
cracked shell, built, and its walls ver-y
Not ver-y long a-go we thin; fbr, when we be-gan to
each had a shell to live in. peck, we had no soon-er got
This was mine. It was one lit-tie hole made, than
smooth and o-val, and made the old thing cracked and
a ver-y fine ap-pear-ance. split all a-round us, and we
A good man-y peo-ple want- were glad to jump out of the
ed it for an-oth-er pur-pose, ru-ins. We thought per-
and we were ver-y hap-py. haps our moth-er would
It was com-fort-a-ble at scold, for she was a ver-y
first. But for-tune smiled pru-dent per-son, and al-
up-on our moth-er. She was ways seemed to have great
ver-y pros-per-ous in her love for our lit-tle shell
un-der-tak-ings: so in time hous-es. But no! she ran
we out-grew our house. to meet us with food in her
Each day we got more and bill, and clucked and strut-
more puffed up, and its ted a-bout, say-ing she was
walls seemed to pinch and proud of us, ev-er-y-thing
cramp us un-til we could had turned out just as she
bear it no long-er. Be-sides, said it would. She al-ways
there were no win-dows. knew we would want to see
Who wants to live with-out a lit-tle of the world, and
win-dows, when win-dows go in-to so-ci-e-ty.
are the fash-ion ? Sure-ly, But come, chicks! you
not fine, fat, yel-low chicks! pick that wheat, and I'll go
So we set to work to get to scratch-ing. Moth-er says
some light and air, and a lit- we shall have to be in-dus-
tle more room. tri-ous if we ex-pect to suc-
But our house, fine-look- ceed in life."
Lit-tle fluf-fy three,
Star-ing at the egg-shells,
Won-der what they be?
NE bright May morn- love-ly fra-grant blos-soms,
ing, lit-tle Jes-sie Gray and to lay them in bunch-es
went out ver-y ear-ly, long and in loose heaps all o-ver
be-fore break-fast time, to the bed. On each side of
take a walk in the woods. her moth-er's face, as it lay
It was be-fore her Mam-ma on the pil-low, she put a
was a-wake that she start-ed, great mound of vi-o-lets and
for it was that dear Mam- May-flow-ers, and over her
ma's birth-day, and Jes-sie head a clus-ter of nod-ding
meant to give her a love-ly col-um-bines. Close by her
birth-day sur-prise. So, as hand, al-most in it, in fact,
soon as she reached the she laid a bright nose-gay
woods she be-gan to pick of the choi-cest blos-soms
all the pret-ti-est flow-ers of all kinds; and all that
she could find. There were were left she scat-tered o-ver
end-less num-bers of them, the coun-ter-pane, till the
and in a short time Jes-sie whole bed looked like one
had her bas-ket, a-pron, and great po-sy.
hands all full of vi-o-lets, and There nev-er was a pret-
a-nem-o-nes, and col-um-bines, ti-er birth-day sur-prise ;
and love-ly May-flow-ers, the and when Mam-ma woke
sweet-est of all the wild up, she thought at first that
blos-soms. She hast-ened she was in Fai-ry-land.
home with her treas-ures, When she found that the
and found to her de-light that fai-ry was her own lit-tle
her moth-er was still a-sleep. girl, she was much pleased,
Soft-ly and qui-et-ly she stole and said that she her-self was
in-to the bed-room, her arms the sweet-est po-sy of all.
still full of flow-ers. Then And so Jes-sie and her Marm-
she be-gan to ar-range the i ma passed a pleas-ant day.
r., -v l )) ,, /
h r yo -ig, my dear
"G ath-er-ing flow-ers for moth-er's birth-day
The hap-pi-est day of the yeary!
-'' I .t ---
What are you do-ing, my dear?
"Gath-er-ing flow-ers for moth-er's birth-day,
The hap-pi-est day of the year i"
NAM-ING THE COW.
----- ..^ r ----
IIE new cow had she will not feel at home."
come! the new cow Then they all re-flect-ed:
had come and nev-er, sure- Cream-pot! said Flo-ra.
ly, was a new cow more "That isn't pret-ty e-nough,"
wel-come. For a week, ev- said May; "Vi-o-let would
er since poor old Brin-dle's be bet-ter." Too fan-ci-ftl!"
death, the Briggs fam-i-ly cried Will; "I should call
had been drink-ing what lit- her But-ter-cup." "Why is
tie Flo-ra per-sist-ed in call- a but-ter-cup less fan-ci-ful
ing bak-er's milk," for rea- than a vi-o-let, I should like
sons only known to her-self; to know?" asked May. "Nev-
and as none of them liked er mind!" said Ned; "let
"bak-er's milk," they were us call her Po-sy No!
all ver-y glad when, one Ro-sy!" cried lit-tle El-la.
morn-ing, they saw John And then came a per-fect
lead-ing the new cow up the cho-rus of names.
lane. She was a beau-ty, as Be-fore they had made up
you may see from her pic- their minds, it was bed-time,
ture, dark-gray all o-ver, and each child went to sleep
with a black spot on her re-peat-ing his or her fa-vor-
fore-head, and such beau-ti- ite name. At day-break,
ful, large, sad eyes. Of they be-gan a-gain: "Fair-y!"
course she was pet-ted and "Fly!" "Star!" "Jun-ket!"
pat-ted by ev-er-y-bod-y, old &c., &c., &c. "Do you hear
and young; and then, af-ter those chil-dren, Fa-ther ?
she had been fed and wa- said Mrs. Briggs. "I do,"
tered, the next thing was to re-plied Mr. 1riggs, "and,
give her name. be-tween you and me, Ma-
"Of course," said all the ry, I don't be-lieve she will
chil-dren, she must be ev-er be called an-y-thing
named im-me-di-ate-ly, or but 'The New Cow !"
NAM-ING THE COW.
Beau-ti-ful Mool-ly, pray what is your name ?
Beau-ti-ful Mool-ly, my dear!
Says she, I was just go-ing to ask you the same,
For I have not the faint-est i-dea."
A LIT-TLE SUL-KY.
M ER-Y de-cid-ed-ly, Su- so on, and so on. I shall not
sie was "a lit-tle sul- write an-y more that she
ky." She did not want to said, for it was nei-ther pret-
play horse with her broth-er ty nor pleas-ant. Of course
Tom, or pull his wag-on for it was true that she and
him. She was too big for Tom were pret-ty big chil-
dren, but what of that ? Tom
had made this lit-tle wag-on
him-self, ev-e-ry part of it,
and he nat-u-ral-ly want-ed
to see if it ran ea-si-ly. I
cer-tain-ly think Su-sie might
have been will-ing to play
with him, don't you ? for,
af-ter all, she was on-ly sev-
en years old, and I have
seen chil-dren old-er than
that, if I am not mis-tak-en.
Well, Tom begged, and Tom
teased, as boys will, and the
more he teased, the cross-er
Su-sie grew; till at last she
gave a lit-tle vi-cious kick,
for all the world like a cross
oul lpo-ny, which broke the poor
lit-tle wag-on, and sent it fly-
ing down the gray-el-walk.
such ba-by plays, and so was Tom looked ver-y an-gry;
he; and he was a great sil- but, with-out say-ing a word,
ly boy, and she wished he he picked up his wag-on and
would let her a-lone; and went in-to the house with it.
A LIT-TLE SUL-KY.
Su-sie threw her-
self down on the
grass, and cried
vi-o-lent-ly, half in
an-ger and half in
shame. At last,
con quered, and
she went to find
Tom, and begged
his par-don ver-y
hum bly, with
man-y tears and
her, for he was
a kind boy, and
ver-y fond of his
Can it be mend- MO U
ed a-gain ? asked
"Yes." said Tom. "I In a short time the wag-on
have just been look-ing at was whole a-gain, and, as
it, and I think I can mend Tom said, al-most strong-er
it nice-ly, if you will bring than it was be-fore;" but at
me the glue-pot and some the same time he thought to
strong twine." These were himself that he should not
quick-ly brought, and Tom care to risk it a-gain be-hind
set to work, Su-sie help-ing a horse that was in the hab.
him as much as she could. it of kick-ing.
EIT-TLE boy Re-ne lived To-to best of all his pets,
sun-ny France. It was well the don-key ver-y jeal-ous,
that he lived in such a place, fbr he was ver-y fond of his
for nev-er was there a child lit-tle mas-ter. One day Re-
so fond of an-i-mals. He ne heard a great noise out
had a great man-y pets, and in the sta-ble, bray-ing and
he al-ways fed them him- bleat-ing, and stamp-ing and
self ev-e-ry morn-ing. There scuf-fling, as if a strug-gle
was Jo-se the brown don- were go-ing on. He ran out
key, and To-to the goat, and quick-ly, and his moth-er fol-
man-y oth-ers. Re-ne loved lowed him; and what do
you think they found ? Jo- fast-er; and at last when the
we had bro-ken his hal-ter, pail was full, he danced be-
and got loose. He had fore Li-sette all the way back
driv-en poor To-to in-to a to the house, sing-ing and
cor-ner of the barn, and was laugh-ing as he thought how
kick-ing at him and bray-ing glad To-to would be to get
fu-ri-ous-ly. To-to, who was the good milk.
ver-y brave, kept his head
down, and gave Jo-se some
good sharp blows with his
horns; but if Re-ne and his
moth-er had not come in -
when they did, he would
soon have got the worst of l
it, I fear. They tied the
naugh-ty don-key up, and -
gave him a whip-ping; while
To-to, who was a good deal
bruised, was brought in-to
the house, and had a good "To-to, do you want some
warm sup-per of bread and milk ?" he cried, as he en-
milk, and a great deal of pet- tered the house.
ting. Be-e-eh !" re-plied To-to.
Re-ne was so im-pa-tient Then say 'please.'"
to give him his sup-per, that "Be-e-eh an-swered the
he could hard-ly wait for Li- goat a-gain.
sette, the maid, to milk the "That's a good pet. Now
cow. He ran out to the cow- say thank you.'"
yard, and begged the old cow "Ba-a-aaa-a-ah!" said To-
to let down her milk a lit-tle to, and then ate his sup-per.
THE EARTH AND THE SUN.
BY F. M. II.
O you know, my dear
chil-dren, that the i
poor Earth grows so cold-
and froz-en in the win-ter,
that at last she has to go
to the Sun and warm her
hands? Well, so it is. In
March she be-gins to shiv-.' i' V
er, and shake, and groan.
Then we say, How the 4I
March wind does blow!"
but real-ly it is the poor, .I _
cold Earth shiv-er-ing. Af-
ter this, she starts off to
warm her-self at the fire in
the Sun, and then we have -
sum-mer ; and, 0! how
ver-y hot it is!
When Moth-er Earth comes ver-y near, she stretch-es
out her great hands till they touch the Sun. I won-der
she does not burn them! Now, these lit-tle chil-dren in
the pic-ture hap-pened to live just where the Earth's arms
grow on to her bod-y. So they thought they would walk
a-cross and pay their re-spects to his So-lar Maj-es-ty.
They found him ver-y cross and spot-ty. He would not
shake hands with Mrs. Earth, and kept on sput-ter-ing all
the time. It was one of his most dis-a-gree-a-ble days.
THE EARTH AND THE SUN.
Let me cool your Hot-
.\ ness with my nice bel-
--lows," said Miss Air,
S.---i -.- -I sooth-ing-ly. But this
on-ly made him hot-ter
and fiere-er. The chil-
S- -" ci were a-fraid of his thou-sand long
S tngues, and they be-gan to cry
M-o2 (m toI me, my dears," said Mrs.
; Wa-ter, kind-ly. "That nas-ty old Sun
lshaint hurt you." So she took the
-- cil-dren on her great, broad lap,-that
---_-= is the (-cean, you know.
: hovw cool and nice!" said the
lit-t l boy. "Yes, yes; but I can't
breathe un-der the wa-ter," the lit-tle
girl an-swered. "And those hor-rid
fish-es! they think we are big bait, and one of them is
gnaw-ing my great toe."
"Don't be a-fraid, you dear lit-tle whales," said the
0-cean, in a soft, gur-gling voice. She nev-er had seen
an-y chil-dren be-fore, and thought they were a new kind
of whale. "I can send you a-shore in the twink-ling of
an eye. Just wait till my heart beats."
Then the O-cean's great heart gave two quick throbs,
and two might-y waves a-rose, and waft-ed the chil-dren
safe-ly to the land.
THE LIT-TLE ART-ISTS.
LANCHE and Li-sa of the two chil-dren, and
I once asked their Main- Blanche says it is ver-y
ma if she would teach them nice !" and Li-sa looked
to draw. Mam-ma said that much hurt.
just then she was too bus-y. "I beg your par-don, Li-
" But if you like, chil-dren," sa," said George. "Per-haps
she add-ed, I will give you I did not look care-ful-ly
each a piece of pa-per and e-nough at your draw-ing,
a char-coal pen-cil, and you Let me see yours, Blanche."
may see what you can do." Blanche raised her head,
The chil-dren were much and George be-gan to laugh
pleased. They took the pa- vi-o-lent-ly. Then Li-sa
per and two stiff books, and looked up at Blanche, and
sat down be-fore two pret-ty she be-gan to laugh too.
pic-tures in the hall, think-ing "What is the mat-ter ?
they would try to cop-y them. cried Blanche.
They worked bus-i-ly for a George led her up to the
good while, much in-ter-est- look-ing-glass. She looked,
ed, and think-ing that they and was hor-ri-fied to see a
were do-ing fine-ly. Pres- black face star-ing at her,
ent-ly their cous-in George In a min-ute, how-ev-er, she
came in and looked o-ver un-der-stood, and laughed as
Li-sa's shoul-der. loud as the oth-ers. Her
"What are you draw-ing, hair had been get-ting in-to
Li-sa ? he asked. Are her eyes, and she had pushed
those fig-ures meant for a it a-way with her fin-gers,
cow and a pump, or what ? which were cov-ered with
"0 George!" cried the lit- char-coal, so that she real-ly
tle girl, "how can you ? I looked like a lit-tle chim-ney-
am cop-y-ing that pic-ture sweep.
THE LIT-TLE ART-ISTS.
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fi n II
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"W'l, ler to da!siBlnhet -a
"Our dear. i"---, 0.,' ho 1l
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"We'll learn to draw!" said Blanche to Li-sa;
"Our dear Main-ma, 0, how 'twill please her!
With pen-oil and pa-per, I and you,
What won-der-ful, won-der-ful things we'll do!"
MISS TAB-I-THA TRIM-TAIL.
SMiss Tab-i-tha Tic-
kle-mouse had been
c are-ful-ly washed, and
dried, and combed,
Sand then splen-did-ly
dressed in a full suit
S --of car-di-nal rib-bons
,-i".,, :: .one a-round her neck,
i- and one in each ear.
S Her smooth, gray coat
_- -- --ii shone like' sat-in; her
___--. eyes spar-kled liketwin
__- em-er-alds, and al-to-
-geth-er she was a cat
to be proud of. SGo
her mis-tress thought,
and so ev-e-ry-bod-y
to-graph rooms where
HIS is a por-trait of she took her. Mr. Brown
Miss Tab-i-tha Tic-kle- said she was a great beau-
mouse Trim-tail, a ver-y fine ty, and would make a fine
and a ver-y proud cat, as pic-ture. He got ev-e-ry-
an-y one can see. You see thing read-y, and then Miss
her in this first pic-ture just Tab-i-tha was placed on a
as she looked one day when red vel-vet cush-ion, in a red
her mis-tress meant to have vel-vet chair, and wheeled
her pho-to-graph tak-en. I di-rect-ly in front of the ma-
say "meant to," be-cause chine. But, ah there's
- well, nev-er mind now. man-y a slip twixtt cup and
MISS TAB-I-THA TRIM-TAIL.
lip." (Ask your Maim-
ma what that means,
and she will tell you.)
Just at that mo-ment
the cat caught sight of
a dog! It was not a
large dog; it was not
e-ven a live dog, but
a harm less lit tle
stuffed poo-dle, which
Mr. Brown kept there
to a-muse chil-dren.
One spring from the ___ r
red vel-vet cush-ion,
and the next min-ute
she was here and there
and ev-e-ry-where. Up t- s
on the ma-chine, near-
ly tip-ping it o-ver;
down on the coun-ter, crash- dis-ap-peared Her mis-
ing through the glass; bounc- tress went home cry-ing, and
ing up a-gainst the stove, sent no-ti-ces to all the pa-
get-ting more and more pers. The next day a strange
fright-ened at each at-tempt man came to the house,bring-
to catch her and each new ing a for-lorn cat, with one ear
dan-ger she got in-to. At torn, one eye shut up, and a
length Mr. Brown ran at her singed tail, in whom no-bod-y
with a ta-ble-cloth, mean-ing but a lov-ing mis-tress would
to throw it o-ver her; but have ree-og-nized the once
with one spring she dashed su-perb Miss Tab-i-tha Tic-
through the win-dow, and kle-mouse Trim-tail.
MR. SAM-SON'S WA-TER-MEL-ONS.
By AUNT BATH-SHE-BA.
i D0OG!" And he did,
a ver-y fierce one. He
_t \was glad to see how
_,_= ~much ev-er-y one was
S_ a-fraid of his dog.
One day Mr. Sam-son
Sold Dump, the gar-
den-er, to pick the lar-
S gest mel-on for din-ner.
"Please, sir, I would
rath-er not," said Dump.
S-s w' "Growl-gob-ble is so
Sver-y fierce that I don't
dare go near him."
Mr. Sam-son was pro-
voked at Dump's cow-
ard-ice, and de-clared
he would go hi-self.
HIERE was once a gen- So he took a big stick and
tie-man named Mr. walked o-ver to the mel-on
Sam-son, who had a fine patch.. Growl-gob-ble was
mel-on patch. He was ver-y ly-ing be-side the big-gest
fond of mel-ons, but was sel- mel-on, and snarled ver-y
dom a-ble to eat an-y, for cross-ly. Mr. S. said, in a se-
the peo-ple who lived in the vere tone, "Go a-way, dog
vil-lage would steal his fruit. go a-way!" But he sprang
Mr. Sam-son tried man-traps at his mas-ter, bark ing
and spring-guns in vain; he fierce-ly, and pull-ing hip
could not catch the thieves. chain till it near-ly broke.
At length he said, "I know By this time Mrs. S. had
what I'll do: I'll buy a BIG come in-to the gar-den.
MR. SAM-SON'S WA-TER-MEL-ONS.
"Why don't you pick
the mel-ons, Mr. S. ?"
asked his wife.
Growl-gob-ble won't _-
let me go near them!"
re-plied her hus-band.
"Let me try, Eb-en-
ez-er 7 Mrs. Sam-son
went cau-tious-ly up to
the dog, hold-ing out a
piece of meat. Growl-
gob-ble took the meat, t
and e-ven al-lowed her
to pat his head.
How much bet-ter
wom-en can do these
things than men!"
thought Mrs. Sam-son,
as she stooped to pluck
the mel-on. Sud-den-ly the Rish-rash, rish-rash went
dog made a dash and seized the dress, and Mrs. Sam-son
her by the skirts. "Oh dear! fled, leav-ing half her skirt
Oh, my best po-lo-naise! in the dog's mouth.
What shall I do? oh, oh!" Yes, Mr. Sam-son gave
"Pull the dress a-way from her a fine, new dress.
him!" shout, Id Mr. Sam-son. Oh, the mel-ons ?
"What, tear my best gown! Well, Mr. Sam-son did not
Will you give me a new eat an-y that year, but he
dress?" shrieked the la-dy. had a inost charm-ing view
Yes, yes; an-y-thing! of them from his par-lor
was the an-swer. win-dow.
THE RUN-A-WAY CROW.
E L L! well! "
Jub-bles. "0 dear tl
0 dear he's clean
Moth-er Jub-bles ? "
asked lit-te Jen-ny,
who was pass-ng by. -
My dear crow i "
cried the old wom-an.
"My pet crow, that
I've had so man-y
years. He has flown
up in-to that pine-
tree, and he won't
come down for any- ,__,.
thing I can do. Here,
Jim! good bird! come down, Can he talk ? asked
do Chuck! chuck!" Jen-ny.
Chuck! chuck!" re-plied "Bless you, yes !" said
the crow in a tone which Moth-er Jub-bles. As fAst
seemed to say, Don't you as I can; and he learns a
wish you might get me ? new word ev-e-ry day. On-ly
"0! what shall I do?" yes-ter-day he learned to
said the poor old dame. say 'por-ridge' sover-yplain-
"I'm a lone worn-an, with ly. He's fond of por-ridge.
no-bod-y to keep me com- 0 dear!"
pa-ny ex-cept that bird. Just Here the crow sud-den-ly
like a per-son he is, so clev- cried out, Porr-ickge !
er and know-ing." porr-ickge porr-i-ockge !"
THE RUN-A-WAY CROW.
"Hear him now!" "
said Moth-er Jub- +
bles. "Isn't that
love-ly ? "
"Per-haps he wants
some," said Jen-ny.
"Is there an-y in the
0 yes!" re-plied
the old wom-an. I
was just eat-ing my
break-fast, and be-
cause I would not
let him eat it all up,
off he flew in a pas-
"Wait!" cried Jen- --
ny. "I have thought -- -e
She ran in-to the house, made a bold flight, and lit
and soon re-turned, car-ry- on his mis-tress's shoul-der.
ing a bowl. Hold-ing it up, "0 my dear Jim!" cried
she ex-claimed, Por-ridge, Moth-er Jub-bles, have I
Jim por-ridge Come and r'eal-ly got you back a-gain ?
get some !" I can-not thank you e-nough,
Jim cocked his head on one you good lit-tle girl !"
side, and looked first at the "cO, you need not thank
por-ridge and then at Jen-ny. me said Jen-ny. "But let
At last he be-gan to hop slow- us see what Jim has to say
ly down from one branch to a-bout it."
an-oth-er, and fi-nal-ly he "Porr-ickge said Jim.
THE DUCK WHOSE BILL WAS NEV-ER SHUT.
BY AUNT BATH-SHE-BA.
ELL, I won-der wheth- I
er this egg ev-er will
hatch," said old Moth-er ii'
Duck. "All the oth-er eggs -'
turned in-to pret-ty duck- -,
lings full two days a-go, and
this one does n't show the V
least sign of hatch-ing! I'll
wait till to-mor-row, and then
I can't wait an-y long-er.
Why, that old Mus-cov-y How glad she was that she
drake is al-read-y try-ing to need not set an-y long-er!
coax my lit-tle flock a-way For she had scarce-ly left
from me, and is teach-ing her pre-cious eggs dur-ing
them to swim in the most three long weeks.
in-cor-rect man-ner! "You're a nice, fat chick-
So grum-bled old Moth-er ling," said Mam-ma Duck,
Duck. Nev-er-the-less she "but why do you talk so
stayed pa-tient-ly on her much, my child ? "
nest; at last she heard a "Quack, quack, Mam-ma! I
faint peck-ing at the shell. must talk! my bill won't stay
shut; quack, quack."
Mam-ma Duck, "I
nev-er saw a duck-
ling be-fore whose
bill was o-pen when
he came out of the
shell. Quack, quack;
SI fear you will be a
- great quack-y-box."
THE DUCK WHOSE BILL WAS NEV-ER SHUT.
(Quack-y-box is duck lan- the tongs and threw them
guage for chat-ter-box, you at Duck-y. A-way he flew,
know.) "Now shut your bill, fright-ened al-most to death.
lit-tle duck-y-dad-dles, and He was so anx-ious to get
wad-die a-long with me; out of the kitch-en that he
spread your toes out flat nev-er no-ticed a large cher-
that's right." ry pie stand-ing on the ta-ble.
But the lit-tle new duck- Plump! he went right in-to
ling didn't keep his bill it! A-las, it was a hot pie!
shut. Per-haps he could n't, And when Duck-y man-aged
per-haps he wouldn't. to scram-ble out of the pie-
He grew fine-ly, and soon dish, he saw, to his hor-ror,
be-came a big duck-ling; a large, round spot burned
still his tongue went just the in his breast-feath-ers, just
same, as fast and as loud as the shape of the pie. No
a mill-clap-per. new feath-e.rs ev-er grew on
One day he thought he that place.
would look in-to the kitch- The oth-er ducks called
en and see what Dor-o-thy him Cher-ry Pie Duck af-ter
was mak-ing for din-ner. In this, and his friends no-ticed
he went, quack-quack-ing all that he kept his bill tight
the time. Now Dor-o-thy shut when-ev-er he saw
was bu-sy at that mo-ment Dor-o-thy.
tak-ing some cream puffs
out of the o-ven. Duck-y's
noise gave her such a start
that she dropped the hot pan
on her bare arm, and burnt
it. "0 you ev-er-last-ing
duck! cried Dor-o-thy, and _
in her an-ger she picked up
OG was a ver-y cle-er a pup-py does; and he
fel-low, al-most as could e-ven dance a kind of
clev-er as he was big. Do clum-sy dance, which his
you want to know who Gog keep-er called a waltz. The
was, and what he looked keep-er was ver-y proud
like ? Well, look on the first of him, and was al-ways
page and you will see a teach-ing him some-thing
like-ness of him. He was new; but some-times he
born in In-di-a, but came to used al-most to wish that
this coun-try when he was Gog were not quite so clev-
a ver-y small ba-by, that is, er. One day, for in-stance,
small for an el-e-phant. I a friend made him a pres-ent
sup-pose he was a-bout the of some ver-y fine ro-sy ap-
size of a cow. Well, he was ples. He was much pleased,
tak-en to a me-na-ge-rie, and and as he was bu-sy at the
there he lived, and grew to time, he put them in his own
be one of the larg-est el-e- room, prom-is-ing him-self a
phants that have ev-er been treat in the ev-en-ing. But,
seen. He was ver-y clev-er, a-las! when ev-en-ing came
as I said be-fore, and his the ap-ples were all gone,
keep-er taught him man-y and on-ly a few bits of peel,
tricks. He could take up a scat-tered a-bout Gog's stall
bot-tle of beer with his (which was next to the
trunk and drink up ev-er-y keep-er's room), were left to
drop with-out spill-ing an-y tell the tale. The cun-ning
of it. He could o-pen an-y el-e-phant had seen where
door, no mat-ter what sort his mas-ter put the ap-ples,
of latch it had, and would and watch-ing his chance,
al-ways shut it af-ter him had gone in-to the room
care-ful-ly. He could stand when no one was near, and
up-on his hind legs just as had eat-en them ev-er-y one!
Of all these ap-ples, so fair to see,
Not e-ven a piece has been of-fered' to me,
So I'll take my re-venge as I pass by the shelf,
I'll ask no-bod-y's leave, but will iinst help my-self.
iij iiijiiii'1",. r:''
"---~ '; ..
H dear! oh dear! I then some-bod-y will come
do think this is pret- out and say, "Naugh-ty
break-fast out while I was of your-self to tease a poor
tak-ing my-ear-ly walk with lit-tle help-less kit-ten ? bad
my mas-ter, and here this dog !" And then I shall be
naugh-ty kit-ten has eat-en shut up in the sta-ble, and
it all up, ev-er-y scrap this lit-te sneak-ing cat will
ow what shall I dop If be pet-ted and takg in-to
I say a word to her, or give the house.
her e-ven the gen-tiest It is too bad, I de-clare.
shake she will scream, and Bow-wow! wow! WOW !!
I say a word to her, or ,ive the house. -:
shak_-e, she will scream, andBow-wow! wow! -_
UN-GRATE-FUL MR. BROWN.
BY L. E. R.
T is a-bom-i-na-ble!"
said the oak-tree. "I
tell you, Mr. Brown, it is a-
"Whack! whack !" said
Mr. Brown; or, rath-er, his
axe said it for him.. :
Here," con-tin-ued the il
oak, an-gri-ly, "here have I
stood for sev-en-ty years or
more, beau-ti-ful and ad- ,_.
mired, and do-ing all the
have shad-ed you from the
sun, and shel-tered you from -
the rain a hun-dred times,
Joe Brown, when you were
a lit-tle frec-kled boy. And r __._z 1,_0_ "
now that you have grown up
in-to a man you re-turn my a-way from you, Mr. Brown,
kind-ness with this shame- but we will see a-bout that."
ful in-grat-i-tude !" C-r-r-r-ash !
"Whack! whack! whack!" "There, I told you so!"
went the cru-el axe. and the oak was si-lent.
"Whack! whack! whack! Mr. Brown was car-ried
in-deed," re-plied the oak. home in a wheel-bar-row,
"There will be a dif-fer-ent and had to stay in bed for
kind of 'whack' in a-bout two weeks; but he nev-er
two min-utes. You think I could un-der-stand why that
am go-ing to fall on the side tree fell on the wrong side.
THE ROY-AL FAM-I-LY.
HI! the black-ber-ries!
S I nev-er saw such .-. ---
beau-ties. What a bas-ket-: -_.
ful I shall have for Main-
ma's break-fast. Large and
glos-sy, and black as night. '__'
HIow do you do, sir? You : ---
must be the great-great- in
grand-fa-ther black-ber-ry, I W b ,
think, for you are the big- I-z
gest one I ev-er saw. Or -
per-haps you are the king!
Yes, that must be it, for here
is an-oth-er, al-most as big,
which must be the queen.
Ah! ah! the queen has a
sharp lit-tle sword, and she
has pricked my fin-ger sad- They shall be well treat-ed,
ly with it. All the bram-bles I as-sure you. As soon as I
[they must be the sol-diers, get home I will put them in
I sup-pose] are catch-ing my a bean-ti-ful glass dish; and
dress and pull-ing my sleeve, they shall be sprin-kled with
and try-ing in ev-er-y way su-gar, and bathed in cream,
to pre-vent me from car-ry- and treat-ed with all the re-
ing off their roy-al mas-ter spect that such high and
and mis-tress. But it is of migh-ty peo-ple de-serve.
no use, Bram-ble sol-diers! They may not like to be
In-to the bas-ket they go, eat-en, to be sure, but we
king, and queen, dukes and will take them up in sil-ver
duch-ess-es, maids of hon-or, spoons, and make it as ea-sy
and all the court to-geth-er. for them as we can.
GO-ING TO DRIVE.
SDRIVE with Aunt a lump of su-gar. Good
Grace in her po-ny Sul-tan! he knows that so
car-riage! What could be man-y chil-dren can-not be
more de-light-ful? Quick, got read-y all in a min-ute,
nurse, get the chil-dren and he is in no hur-ry. How
read-y. Put on Dai-sy's pret-ty he is, and how his
hat, and Ka-tie's sun-bon-net, glos-sy black coat shines,
and let them tum-ble in as just like sat-in. Now, at
fast as they can. And then last, they are all in -the car-
bring down Ba-by Wal-ter, riage, and Aunt Grace chir-
dressed up like a lit-tle rups to Sultan, and off they
prince, with his vel-vet cap go down the av-e-nue. Good
and long, white feath-er. bye, lit-tle ones, and a pleas-
Sul-tan, the po-ny, stands ant drive to you all! Mam-
ver-y qui-et-ly, while Char- ma will have a nice sup-per
lev pats him and gives him read-y when you come home.
BY MYRA MEREDITH.
I -------- ---^- _=-=------
HAT have you done, my lit-tle man?
Come, tell us quick-ly as you can:
Tell us all, that we may see
Why our boy should hun-gry be.
I've earned my din-ner, that is plain,
Yes, earned it o'er and o'er a-gain;
Mis-chief have I made, and fun,
Filled each mo-ment that has run.
O, I'm so glad it's din-ner car-ried a-way heaps of dirt
time! for I can sit up at the from Mam-ma's flow-er-beds,
ta-ble and have my fork and and she scold-ed me.
spoon, and Pa-pa will put How good that mashed
some-thing nice on my plate. po-ta-to looks.
Im ver-y hun-gry! I wish You "will give me some,
they helped lit-tle boys first. when I've told what oth-er
You don't know how hard mis-chief I've been up to!"
Ive worked to-day. Sure 'nuff! I 'mem-ber
"What have I done ?" now! I put kit-ty in the
Why, this morn-ing I got bath-tub to wash her. But
up, and let Mam-ma wash when I set the wa-ter run-
and dress me, and curl my ning it scared her. Mam-
hair. That was ver-y tire- ma didn't like that, nei-ver;'
some, for I don't like to so she put me on my rock-
stand still and have my hair ing-horse, and me 'n hob-by
curled. had a good ride.
Then I ate my break-fast Pret-ty soon I saw Mam-
and kissed you good-by be- ma's scis-sors ly-ing on the
fore you went down town, floor close to me, a pur-pose
and went out to play in the for me to play with, and I
gar-den. sat down and cut some of
No, I ain't "a use-less the pret-ty lit-tle spots out
bu-sy-bod-y," nei-ver. of my dress till Mam-ma
Did n't I feed the chick- came and took the scis-sors
ens, and watch Mike milk a-way; and -
the cow, and peep in-to the "That will do ?"
pig-pen when the old pig Well, I'm glad, for I'm so
grunt-ed ? hun-gry. I'll have a lit-tle
I helped dig the gar-den piece of meat, if you please,
with my lit-tie spade, and Pa-pa.
THE LONG-TAILED MON-KEY.
HE Prince of the Chim- glue, and even seal-ing-wax,
pan-zees had lost his though that, be-ing hot,
tail! His Mam-ma, I grieve made the Prince scream
to say, had bit-ten it off in a with pain;' but all in vain,
fit of ill-tem-per; and now, for the tail would not stay
though she was ver-y sor- on. What was to be done ?
ry in-deed, she could find The Prince sat and wept all
no way of fast-en-ing it day, and would not be corn-
on a-gain. Mu-cil-age had fort-ed; and the Queen was
been tried, and Spald-ing's real-ly a-fraid that he would
THE LONG-TAILED MON-KEY.
die of grief. At last one ing itself on and on, as if
day a fa-mous doc-tor came it were a live crea-ture.
from the land of the Ba- "Stop!" cried the Prince.
boons. He looked at the "You're long e-nough!
tail, and said it was a bad Doc-tor, come and stop it!"
case: that it could not be but the strange doc-tor was
mend-ed, but that if the gone. As for the tail, it had
Prince wished it, he could no idea of stop-ping be-fore
make a new one grow in it was half a mile long, so
its place. "Wish it!" cried on it went, round and round
the Prince, "of course I and round, un-til at length
wish it!" "Ver-y well," the un-hap-py Prince be-
said the doc-tor; how long came com-plete-ly lost in it;
will you have it ? Half and he has nev-er, I have
a mile! ex-claimed the been told, been a-ble to find
Prince, en-chant-ed. "Half his way out since.
a mile it shall be re-plied
the oth-er. He then rubbed
some mag-ic salve on the
stump of the tail, sneezed
for-ty-three times, and fi-
nal-ly put the Prince to bed,
with a must-ard plas-ter on
the end of his tail.
Next morn-ing when the
Prince a-woke, he found to
his de-light that his tail had -
grown a-gain! what was
more, it was still grow-ing,
and went wind-ing and curl-
A PER-FORM-ING SEAL.
SWON-DER, chil-dren, ice-berg, and put in-to a small
if an-y of you have tank of wa-ter, where he has
ev-er seen a per-fbrm-ing hard-ly room to turn round;
seal. There used to be one, and then to be made to do
I re-mem-ber, at the A-qua- such queer things! Why,
ri-al Gar-dens, in Bos-ton; but they had a seal in Lon-don
that was long a-go, so long, sev-er-al years a-go, which
that not the ver-y big-gest could act-u-al-ly say "mam-
child of you all can re-mem- ma" and "pa-pa." What
ber an-y-thing a-bout it. would his own seal mam-ma
Seals are ver-y ea-si-ly have said, I won-der, if he
tamed, and can be taught to had ad-dressed her in that
per-form all sorts of tricks, way?
They are gen-tle creat-ures, The seal in the pic-ture,
and be-come much at-tached you see, is well, is what i
to their keep-ers if they are He cer-tain-ly is not sit-ting
kind to them, and will do all in the chair, and yet one can
they can to please their mas- hard-ly call it stand-ing. At
ters. Some-times a seal is all e-vents, he is in the chair,
taught to turn the crank of a and is hold-ing on by the
hand-or-gan, and he will sit back of it, and that I am
pa-tient-ly grind-ing a-way, ver-y sure is some-thing he
giv-ing tune af-ter tune, nev-er used to do on the ice-
though I sup-pose all tunes berg. I hope his keep-er is
sound pret-ty much a-like to com-ing soon to give him a
him, poor fel-low! good sup-per. But 0, how
Just think how strange much more he would en-joy
it must seem to him to be it,if he were go-ing to catch
brought from his com-fort-a- it for him-self, in the i-cy
ble home on some nice, cool wa-ters of his arc-tic home !
A PER-FORM-ING SEAL.
They take me from the wa-ters deep,
I climb no more the. ice-berg steep;
I'm trained to please the peo-ple all,
A-muse the chil-dren, great and small.
A STRANGE PLAY-FEL-LOW.
._ __.. ... ,,
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T was din-ner-time. loud-ly, "My chil-dren, you
-The moth-er came to have played e-nough now,
the door and called, come home at once." All
"Gre-ta! Hans! leave was still.
your play, and come to din- Can they have strayed
ner." But no mer-ry voic- in-to the fbr-est? asked the
es an-swered her. moth-er, fear-ful-ly.
The moth-er came out and "Heav-en for-bid!" said
looked all a-round, call-ing the fa-ther. "Still, we must
the chil-dren. The moth-er look there. I will take my
now be-came anx-ious, and gun, and Karl shall take his
called her hus-band. pitch-fork, for .bears have
"Fritz," she said, "I can- been seen late-ly in the for-
not find the chil-dren, and I est. You would bet-ter stay
fear they are lost." at home, wife."
"Per-haps they are hid-ing "No," she said, "I can-
some-where, in sport," said not stay at home while my
the fa-ther; and he called chil-dren are in dan-ger."
A STRANGE PLAY-FEL-LOW.
So the three start-ed, and held in her hand, and on his
soon they en-tered the back sat lit-tle Hans, laugh-
gloom-y for-est. They slow- ing mer-ri-ly, and kick-ing
ly pushed their way through the bear's shag-gy sides with
the tan-gled un-der-brush. his feet. At first the poor
The birds sang to them par-ents were too much ter-
o-ver-head, and the squir- ri-fied to stir. The moth-er
rels chirped from the branch- sank on her knees. The fa-
es, but for a long time no their raised his gun and
oth-er sound was heard. At aimed it at the bear, when
length, oh joy! they heard sud-den-ly Gre-ta looked up
a lit-tle voice sing-ing mer- and saw him.
ri-ly: "No, fa-ther, no !" she
screamed. Do not shoot
In spring-time, in spring-time, a our dear bear, our kind
joy-ous life is ours; .
joy-ous life is ours; friend!" and she threw her
Here through the mead-ow-land, a
there through the flow-ers. arms round the shag-gy
neck. The bear looked
"It is Gre-ta," cried the round and saw the man and
moth-er. My chil-dren are the gun. He gave a low
found. God be praised!" growl, and, crouch-ing down,
"Hush!" said the fa-ther. he shook Hans gen-tly off
"We must not fright-en in-to the long grass. Then,
them. Let us go soft-ly." with an-oth-er low growl,
They soon came to an which seemed to say, "Good
o-pen space be-tween the bye, lit-tle ones!" he trot-ted
trees, and there, what a off a-mong the trees. The
sight met their eyes! A chil-dren were clasped in
huge black bear was stand- their par-ents' arms, and
ing qui-et-ly, snif-fing at soon, with thank-ful hearts,
some flow-ers which Gre-ta they reached their home.
BIL-LY BLOS-SOM'S SLED.
IL-LY BLOS-SOM had his fa-ther said that sleds
no sled! Was there were on-ly for boys who
ev-er a sad-der thing for a could take care of them.
coun-try boy ? He had had Poor Bil-ly! At first he was
one, as good a sled as an-y heart-brok-en ; and that af-
in the vil-lage. But once ter-noon he went out to
some ver-y care-less per-son watch the oth-er boys coast-
(Bil-ly did not think it could ing, emp-ty-handed, and
have been him-self, but some with a very long and so-ber
peo-ple thought dif-fer-ent- face. At sup-per-time, how-
ly) left it out of doors o-ver ev-er, he came in with spark-
night, and the next morn-ing ling eyes, and told his fa-
it was gone. Bil-ly begged their that he had got a new
ver-y hard for an-oth-er, but sled.
BIL-LY BLOS-SOM'S SLED.
"In-deed!" said his fa- to put a-way his sled, he
other. And, pray, where did saw some-thing which as-ton-
you get it ?" ished him so that he sat
Bil-ly laughed, and go-ing down on the floor of the
in-to the wood-shed, came wood-shed and stared as if
back, drag-ging af-ter him a he could not be-lieve his
great, square piece of birch- eyes. Was he a-sleep and
bark, with a string fast-ened dream-ing, or was that his
to it. lost sled stand-ing a-gainst
"There, fa-ther," he said, the wall? He took it up
"I found this out in the and looked at it, and felt of
shed, and it re-al-ly makes a it all o-ver. Much ex-cit-ed,
ver-y good sled." he ran in-to the kitch-en and
His fa-ther laughed, and told his fa-ther of the won-
on-ly said he hoped it would der-ful thing that had hap-
last long-er than the oth-er opened.
had. But Bil-ly had learned "Ver-y strange," said his
a les-son; and ev-e-ry night fa-ther; "ver-y strange, in-
the bark sled was care-ful-ly deed!" and then he gave a
hung up in the shed, and fun-ny smile, and Mrs. Blos-
tak-en as good care of as if som laughed; and then, sud-
it had been the fin-est coast- den-ly, Bil-ly seemed to un-
er in the vil-lage. His fa- der-stand all a-bout it.
their no-ticed this, though he 0, fa-ther," he cried, "it
said noth-ing a-bout it. Sev- was you who took it! Yow,
er-al weeks went by, and the did it to make me more
lit-tle boy was still con-tent- care-ful, didn't you ?"
ed and hap-py with his "I did, my boy," re-plied
queer sled. At last, one his fa-ther, "and I think I
ev-en-ing, when Bil-ly went have suc-ceed-ed."
." I .. ,, '.'. -" -: ._
SHESE beau-ti-ful crea- er-al-ly near a stream or a
tures are birds; but, pond; for swans are as fond
0, how dif-fer-ent from the of the wa-ter as ducks or
ti-ny swal-lows a-bout which geese, whose cous-ins they
we learned in our last les- are. She does not take such
son! They are al-to-geth-er pains a-bout her nest as lit-
as un-like them as one bird -tle Mrs. Swal-low does, but
can be un-like an-oth-er. sim-ply puts weeds and dried
Just im-ag-ine these state-ly grass-es loose-ly to-geth-er
swans try-ing to dart a-bout un-til she has made a soft,
in the air, and fly in and out com-fort-a-ble place for the
of the win-dows of a .barn eggs and her-self. When
Ver-y queer, I think, they her young ones (which are
would look, e-ven if they called cyg-nets) are hatched,
were a-ble to do it. Their how-ev-er, she is as de-vot-ed
way of liv-ing is a ver-y dif- to them as a moth-er can be,
fer-ent one. and sails a-bout on the wa-
My La-dy Swan makes ter with them, look-ing ver-y
her nest on the ground, gen- proud and ver-y hap-py.
HtIAT a queer lit- i- Pr'';
tie creat-ure !" ,:'= ..-.I
"Yes, Ba-by; ver-y
7' f i '",, -'.. l ,- ', Ii, ,' ^,^
', r ,' 1, -
queer and ver-y clev- ,.
er. This is the bea-ver, -
from whose fur gloves (" K
and muffs are made. i _
He lives in the north-
ern part of this coun-
try, and makes his
home on the banks
of streams and ponds.
He builds a nice house -
for him-self (there are
two such hous-es in the
pict-ure; do you see?) of mud sharp teeth. Per-haps his
and sticks, and he us-es his friends help him, and they
broad flat tail as a trow-el to gnaw till at last the trunk of
smooth the mud down and the tree is gnawed through,
plas-ter it firm-ly. An-oth-er and it falls a-cross the stream.
clev-er thing the bea-ver Then he and his friends
does. Some-times, when the bring mud, and sticks, and
stream by which he lives is stones, and build a dam
shal-low, he wants some deep a-gainst the fall-en tree, that
wa-ter to swim a-bout in. So is, a bar across the stream
then, he se-lects some tree which stops the wa-ter. And
that stands close by the so, in this way a pond is
place where he wants his formed, where Mr. Bea-ver
pond to be, and be-gins to and his fam-i-ly may swim
gnaw the stem of it with his a-bout at their ease."
said mam-ma. "I am "B-bum-ble-bee!" cried
go-ing to give ba-by a les- Ar-thur.
son, be-cause she doesn't Then they all went on, and
know any-thing." ba-by tried to say the let-
"Nof-fin at all?" said Ef-fie. ters af-ter them. This is
"Noth-ing at all," re-plied what they said:
mam-ma, "ex-cept how to A, Arm. E, El-e-phant.
love us all. What I want, B, Bum-b-blee. F, Fox-y.
is t teach her her let-ters; Chick-a-dee. G, Goos-y.
and I want each of yo in D, Dog-gie. Hen-ny-pen-ny
turn to tell her one let-ter Pen-ny!" cried ba-by.
of the al-pha-bet, and some- "Want pen-ny! and she
thing for which it stands." be-gan to fret a lit-tle.
Oh," said Kate, and She is tired," said ma-
then she can read her own ma. "We must fin-ish the
Ba-by Mag-a-zine." les-son to-mor-row. Run
"Just so," said mam-ma. a-way now, chick-ens !" and
" Kate, you shall be-gin." a-way they all went.
A-BY did not re-mem- L is a lion," said Will.
ber much of her les- "See his mane!"
son the oth-er day," said "M is a mouse," cried
mam-ma; "so I have bought E-va. "What a pret-ty lit-
an A-B-C book, so that she tie thing! "
may learn from that." N is a great nose; how
0, may we look at it ? fun-ny And 0 is a brown-y
cried Will and E-va. down-y owl. P is a pig; Q
Cer-tain-ly," an-swered is a queen, and R is a rab-
mam-ma. And you may bit," said mam-ma. Now
set her next les-son." that is e-nough for one day,
Well," said E-va, sup- so I will put a mark there,
pose she learn from L to R. and ba-by shall have her
Now let us see what the les-son as soon as she wakes
pict-ures are." up from her nap."
1 HAT is the larg-
Sest of all birds,
No; there are man-y
birds larg-er than old t
Gob-bler, though you t
have nev-er seen them.
Here is a pict-ure of
the os-trich, which is ,
man-y times as big as
the tur-key. The os-
trich is the larg-est of
birds, but we nev-er
see one in this coun- _-
ti-y, ex-cept per-haps
at some men-ag-e-rie. *He The moth-er os-trich lays
lives in Af-ri-ca; and he has her eggs in the sand, and
ver-y long legs and ver-y takes great care of them
short wings, so that he can un-til the young ones come
run ver-y fast, but can-not out; but she does not seem
fly at all. His feath-ers are to care for her chil-dren
used a great deal to trim af-ter that, and leaves them
hats and bon-nets. Per- to pro-vide for them-selves
haps your Mam-ma has one as soon as they are out of
in her bon-net; look and the shell.
see the next time she goes You would not like it if
out. An os-trich's egg is your Mam-ma were to treat
a-bout as big as a ba-by's you in that way, would you,
head, and is ver-y pret-ty. Ba-by ?
Ssome-thing else. Ask cook,
Sand she will tell you that
: Puss keeps her kitch-en and
pan-try free from mice and
Srats. (That re-minds me of
a lit-tle ti-ny girl, who told
S... me yes-ter-day that the cat
was ver-y good be-cause she
LES-SON a-bout Pus- caught all the rice and mats.
sy-at" Yes, Ba-by, Wasn't that fun-ny ?) But
-some-times Puss will catch
and why not ? I may be
Sh n? I m b oth-er things that she ought
a-ble to tell you sev-er-al to let a-lone. It is nev-er
to let a-lone. It is nev-er
things that you do not know
1 safe to leave her in a room
a-bout your friend and play- a b u-
u o n k with a bird un-less his cage
mate. You do not know,
mate. You do not know be hung quite out of her
for in-stance, that she is a reh An if you shou
of t-b ln reach. And if you should
cou-sin of the ter-ri-ble li-on, .
bout whom you lered i' let her get in-to the poul-try
a-bout whom you learned in ,
yard, do you know what
your last les-son. Quite a '
your. i would hap-pen then ? Look
poor re-la-tion, of course, i i- ,
at this pic-ture, and I think
and ver-y small and hum-ble .i t
it will tell you !
corn-pared to his maj-es-ty,
King Le-o, but still be-long-
ing to the same fam-i-ly.
And now, what does Pus-sy-
cat do for us in re-turn for
our kind-ness to her ?
"Runs af-ter her tail, and (] .
looks fun-ny." .
Well, yes, she cer-tain-ly .J- j- -
does that; but I meant --
IE these pret-
r ty birds, Ba.-by !
They are called swal- -
lows, and you may al-
ways know then by,
their forked tails and a te-
long, slen-der wings.
There are sev-er-al
kinds of swal-lows, and
this kind in the pic-
ture is called the barn-
swal-low, be-cause it so
oft-en builds its nest in
a barn. This nest is
un-der the eaves of the
house. Do you see it?
It is made of mud,
with lit-tle sticks and
straws worked in, to
make it firm; and a good time for the ba-by birds to
strong nest it is, though not come out. Crack! pop! go
a pret-ty one. the shells, and the ti-ny
When it is quite read-y, things ap-pear, hun-gry, and
lit-tle Mrs. Swal-low will lay cold, and cross. But Pa-pa
four or five of the pret-ti- Swal-low soon makes it all
est lit-tle eggs you can im- right by pop-ping a fat lit-
ag-ine, white, spec-kled all tie worm in-to each gap-ing
o-ver with brown. Then she mouth; and af-ter that, let
will sit in the nest and keep us hope, the swal-lows will
the eggs warm, till it is be a ver-y hap-py fa'm-i-ly.
H OULD our Ba-by be- com-plete-ly; and then Mr.
lieve that that great, Cat-er-pil-lar goes to sleep
thorn-y, horn-y cat-er-pil-lar and sleeps a long time. And
could turn in-to such a beau- when he wakes up, won-der-
ti-ful but-ter-fly? Well, he ful to tell, he is no long-er
can, and he does, dear. He Mr. Cat-er-pil-lar, but Mr.
crawls a-bout as long as he But-ter-fly. He has changed
wants to, and then he says, dur-ing his long sleep; just
"Come, I am tired of this! think of it! And then he
I think I will make my co- creeps out of his soft co-coon
coon." So he spins a sort bed, and ,spreads his beau-ti-
of web round him-self, round ful wings, and a-way, and
and round, till. it cov-ers him a-way he flies.
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'ERE is E-va, bring- W, for it is ver-y fun-ny.
ing the A-B-C book This boy has been stung by
to Mam-ma, that Ba-by may wasps, do you see ? and a
have her les-son. Ba-by is ter-ri-ble time he is hav-
And then came X, which
stood for Xy-phi-as, a kind
of fish; Y, for yard-stick;
and last of all, Z, for Zin-
ni-a, a flow-er which grows
in man-y gar-dens.
Now Ba-by knows all her
let-ters, so next time Main-
ma will teach her some-
get-ting on ver-y well, and
knows all the al-pha-bet
down to S. Now let us / .-.
see what her les-son for to-
S-Spoon. T- Train.
U-IUrn. V Vine. W -
Oh, 1 must show you --
the pic-ture that goes with
;iIERE are Mam-ma, and bo," but she thinks d-o-g
1Sdp Ba-by, and Wal-ter, is a lit-tle too hard for her.
and Wal-ter's pet dog, Flick. Wal-ter, you see, is a good
Flick has been a-mus-ing Ba- deal old-er than Ba-by, and
by with his tricks, and now he can spell a good man-y
Wal-ter wants to teach Ba- words ; "cat," and pig,"
by to spell dog. and "horse," and boy," and
D-o-g," he says. Ba-by, a great man-y oth-ers. Mam-
say d-o-g." ma tells him that when Ba-
But Ba-by has not got by is as old as he is, she
quite so far as that yet. She will be a-ble to spell quite
can say b-a-ba," and b-o- as well.
ERE are our Ba-by's like to learn them, Ba-by? I
broth-ers and sis-ters, think you can ea-si-ly, tor
and some of their lit- they are not ver-y man-y.
tie friends, stud-y-ing their 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.
les-sons at school. Shall we There we have them up to
peep o-ver their shoul-ders, nine. Now when we want
Ba-by, and see what they to write ten, we must be-gin
are learn-ing ? Stop; first with one a-gain, put-ting af-
let us count them. How ter it a fig-ure called ze-ro,
man-y, Ba-by? Ba-by counts, which is like round 0; thus,
and then says, "Eight." 10. Then, for e-lev-en we
That is right. Now, what put an-oth-er 1 af-ter the
do you sup-pose those queer first, thus, 11; for twelve,
fig-ures are on the page that a 2, thus, 12; and so on till
Lu-cy is look-ing at? "Can't we come to twen-ty, when
guess?" Well, those are the we put a 2 and a ze-ro, thus,
signs of the num-bers you 20. And now, as such a
have just been say-ing: one, wee child as Ba-by will not
two, three, four, and all the be like-ly to count high-er
rest of them. Would you than 20, we will stop there.
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OW that Ba-by has learns quick-ly, though of
learned to count her course at first she makes
pret-ty balls, sure-ly she some fun-ny mis-takes, such
ought to know the col-ors as call-ing her nose green,"
of them. So Mam-ma takes and in-sist-ing that the black
one ball, and says, "Blue; kit-ty is 'el-low." She
this ball is blue. Now let us thinks that blue is the pret-
find some-thing else that is ti-est of all the col-ors, and
blue." And she takes Ba-by asks Mam-ma to. get her a
a-bout the room, and shows blue dress, and some blue
her a blue book, and a blue shoes and stock-ings, and so
rib-bon, and a blue vase, man-y blue things that at
put-ting the blue ball up to length Mam-ma laughs, and
each, that Ba-by may see in says Pa-pa must bring a
what way they are a-like. brush and some blue paint,
Then she does the same with and make Ba-by blue all
a green ball; and so on with o-ver; and Ba-by seems to
all the col-ors in turn. Our think this would be a ver-y
Ba-by is ver-y bright, and good i-dea.
M AM-M A 'S IN-STRTC-TIONS.
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soft wors-ted balls, of dif- ball !" and the dear lit-tle
fer-ent col-ors, and shows thing puts it down with-out
a lit-tle. She takes sev-er-al says, Ba-by, put down one
them to Ba-by. Then she an-y mis-take. ow two
puts one of them on the balls, dar-ling!" Down goes
floor, and says "one ball." the sec-ond ball, and Ba-by
Ba-by nods her head, and laughs and claps her hands
looks ver-y wise. Then when Mam-ma kiss-es her
Mam-ma puts down an-oth- and calls her a clev-er girl.
er ball be-side the first one, iText time Mam-ma will
and says two balls." Then take three balls, and then
she takes a-way the sec-ond, four, and so on; and I should
and re-peats one ball." not won-der if pret-ty soon
Af-ter she has done this Ba-by were a-ble to count
once or twice, Ba-by seems up to ten.
MAM-MA'S IN-STRUC-TIONS.- THE DOG.
~T1 OW, Ba-by, let us see ver-y care ful ly trained.
what we can tell you Their sense of smell is ver-y
a-bout the dog. Per-haps, a-cute, and they al-ways find
how-ev-er, you can tell me out where the game is, and
some-thing. What is a dog, show their mas-ter by their
in the first place? "An-i- ac-tion. In some coun-tries
mal," you say. Yes. How dogs are har-nessed in-to
man-y legs has it ? "Four." carts, and made to pull
Right; and there-fore it is a heav-y loads. Up in the far
quad-ru-ped. That is a word north, where there is snow
mean-ing "with four feet;" and ice all the year round,
so all four-foot-ed an-i-mals the peo-ple use sledg-es in-
are called quad-ru-peds. stead of carts, and these
There are man-y dif-fer-ent sledg-es are gen-er-al-ly
kinds of dogs. Most of the drawn by dogs. Six or
dogs that we see a-bout us eight of them are har-nessed
are gen-tle and tame. They to-geth-er, two by two, and
are ver-y grate-ful for kind- they car-ry the sledge o-ver
ness, and an in-tel-li-gent the fro-zen ice and snow at
dog is a ver-y good friend to a tre-men-dous pace. That
have. Man-y are kept on-ly would seem to us to be a
as pets; oth-er kinds are queer way of get-ting a-bout,
used in hunt-ing, and are wouldn't it?
L OW much does our Ba-by
N re-mem-ber a-bout that -
count-ing les-son Mam-ma gave --_
her a-while a-go? Let us see !
No, we will not take the balls
this time, but Mam-ma's hand, and see what Ba-by knows
a-bout that. How man-y fin-gers, Ba-by ? Count, and see!
Ba-by counts, ver-y nice-ly, "One, two, free, four, five."
"Five, eh ? Now tell me why one fin-ger is put a-way from
the oth-ers, as if it were naugh-ty ? poor fin-ger "
Ba-by says "that is thumb "Oh, a thumb Then it is
not a fin-ger?" No !" "Then let us make sure a-bout
the num-ber of those fin-gers a-gain. Shut down the
thumb, and then count."
Dear Ba-by counts, pa-tient-ly, "One, two, free, four."
So, then, if we do not count the thumb, there are on-ly
four fin-gers; four, and one thumb ? that is right.
Now, Ba-by, for fear you should for-get this, I will tell
you a non-sense rhyme that Grand-mam-ma Won-der-ful
taught to her ba-by.
SWe have two hands,
To buc-kle bands.
.-C We have eight fin-gers,
S.To make clothes-wring-ers.
C. We have two thumbs,
I To pick up crumbs.
SWe have ten toes,
N1 To match our nose.
We have two heels,
BUN-NY AT SCHOOL.
To bob for eels.
MAM-MA'S IN-STRUC-TIONS.- THE LION.
IAT an-i-mal have we Af-ri-ca is the coun-try of
here, Ba-by? This is the li-ons, and there they
the li-on, the king of beasts, roam a-bout through the
as he is called. How ter-ri- vast for-ests, and hunt for
ble he looks, with his mouth their prey in the wild jun-
o-pened to roar, .and his gles. They live en-tire-ly
huge mane tossed a-bout! on the flesh of oth-er an-i-
He is ver-y fierce and say- mals; and you can im-ag-
age by na-ture, and though ine how the small-er beasts
I have heard of li-ons be-ing fly in ter-ror when they hear
tamed, I do not think I the ter-ri-ble roar of their
should like to have one for king, and know that he is
a pet; would you ? near at hand and prob-a-bly
"Are there li-ons in this hun-gry.
coun-try ?" He looks ver-y su-perb :
No; none, ex-cept a few but I fear he is not so no-ble
that have been brought o-ver as he looks, but is as say-
from Af-ri-ca, and these are age and fe-ro-cious as an-y
kept in ca-ges, and nev-er wild beast that lives on the
let loose, flesh of oth-ers.
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sons out of that. It is full of is strong and good, and will-.---
oth-er day, Mam-ma asked us, if we treat him- kind-ly.
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Ba-by what has bought a be Ba-by her-self and cou-
s new book for our Ba- sin Phil-. Te horse, Ba-by,
ty bird. So then Mam-.a 1 not? Bird has wings "
by, and now, tr a while, she is one of ox best friend ds
is go-ing to have her les- a-mong the an-i-mals. He
oth-er day, am-.ma asked us, if we treat him kind-ly.
Ba-by hat a fbox as, and Is he annird, Ba-by o!"
nhe said it was a big, naugh- cries Ba-by, laugh-ing. "Why
ty bird. So then Maam-ma not ?" "Bird has wings!"
said the lit-tie one must leave "I-as a fox wings, then?"
her count-ing and her spell- No!" "Then why did you
ing un-til she had learned say a fox was a bird ? What
a lit-tie more a-bout oth-er a fun-ny Ba-by !"
things. Here is a pic-ture And Ba-by hangs her lit-
of a horse, from the new tle head, and thinks that
book, with two chil-dren per-haps she is a bird, -a
play-ing by him, who might lit-tle goose!
FRED-DIE AND HIS CHICK-ENS.
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P:'' I N
Chick-i-ty chuck chickty chuck
Chick-i-ty chuck chick-i-ty chuck !
Now we real-ly are in luck!
Grains of corn so sweet and nice:
Come, let us gob-ble them up in a trice !
THE CRYS-TAL PAL-ACE,
SY-DEN-HAM, NEAR LON-DON.
HIUS is the rys-tal Pal- Ibeau-ti-ful stat-ues, and won-
ace, my dear chil-dren; der-ful cary-mgs_; and, in
-ace, my dear c-il--ren der-ful carv-ings and, in
one of the most won-der-ful short, ev-e-ry-thing you can
pla-ces in the world. It is a im-ag-ine, and a great deal
thou-sand times lar-ger than more. The lit-tle chil-dren in
the lar-gest green-house you Lon-don think it a great treat
ev-er saw; and from one end to be tak-en to the Crys-tal
to the oth-er it is full of Pal-ace, and on fine days one
beau-ti-ful and cu-ri-ous may see hun-dreds of boys
things, brought there from and girls run-ning a-bout the
all the dif-fer-ent coun-tries gar-dens, and list-en-ing to
on the earth. There are the mu-sic of the band which
strange and rare plants, and plays there ev-e-ry day.
o ,,,e of te mos wo-e-ful short ev-e-r-thin yo a
pla-ce-in th world It is a r-agi[_-me, and a g..-"'reat.,-': deal .:--"'
thou-sand times-lar-ger than more.-The li-ti hi-de i.n-r:
thela-gs green-house you Lon-don-think it...a gra treat
.....r sa ;. n frm-n en to be--:--- t"-enr. to- the_..- Crys-ta-
to th other itis fll" of al-ce, nd n fne ayson
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HAT bet-ter fun is the boil-ing first be-gan, were
there than mak-ing put in, for Joe had begged
mo-las-ses can-dy ? Just for pea-nut can-dy, and none-
see what a good time these of the oth-ers had any ob-
chil-dren are hav-ing! May jec-tion; and now, af-ter a
and Liz-zie, and Joe and fi-nal, tre-men-dous stir-ring,
Bell, all as bu-sy as bees. it is act-u-al-ly all read-y,
The mo-las-ses has been and noth-ing re-mains but to
boil-ing a long time, "hours pour it in-to the but-tered
and days," lit-tle Bell says; pans, and set it a-way to
and they have all been tak- cool. If May does not burn
ing turns in stir-ring it, and her fin-gers ter-ri-bly, and
try-ing a spoon-ful in cold if Joe can wait till it is cool
wa-ter ev-e-ry two min-utes, before he be-gins to eat it,
to see if it was read-y to and if they do not all make
hard-en. Then, when it was them-selves ill with it, I
near-ly read-y, the pea-nuts, think they may be con-sid-
which had been shelled when ered ver-y hap-py chil-dren.
[-HE ques-tion was,
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wheth-er the lat-
est fash-ion was to have i_
the ears stick-ing up or i .---
hang-ing down. ,
I al-ways keep mine
up," said the don-key. a
"In this way I at-tract s
gen-er-al at-ten-tion to -
my ears, which are ex- nw
treme-ly beau-ti-ful, and at "Oh, ver-y mod-est, tru-
the same time I can hear ly!" cried the cat. "Now,
great deal more clear-ly than the truth is, my friends, that
if they were hang-ing down nei-ther of you is in the
in the fool-ish fash-ion which fash-ion at all. Just hand
some peo-ple think so ver-y me that pair of scis-sors I
pret-ty." have been in Par-is ver-y
"Your speech," re-plied late-ly, and I know just the
the dog, "shows your re-al way ears are worn now."
na-ture. Van-i-ty and stu- So say-ing, she took the
pid-i-ty com-bined! A ver-y scis-sors and cropped their
sad case. It is true that ears short, mak-ing them
your ears at-tract at-ten-tion, look ex-act-ly like her own.
but it is on-ly to make ev- Oh, oh!" cried both the
er-y-bod-y laugh at you, and an-i-mals. "Mis-er-a-ble cat,
call you a stu-pid beast. Ob- what have you done ? Our
serve, now, the grace and chief beau-ty is gone for-ev-
beau-ty of my glos-sy, soft- er." And they rushed up-on
ly-droop-ing ears. They are the cat, and chased her off
mod-est like my-self, but-" the prem-is-es.
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