Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 The fisherman
 Behind time
 Kew gardens
 The farm-yard
 An election
 A sea-shore
 The chamois
 The swallow
 The regatta
 Lemonade! Lemonade!
 Foolish Tommy
 Found! Found!
 Back Cover

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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Title Page
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
    The fisherman
        Page 4
        Page 5
    Behind time
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
    Kew gardens
        Page 14
        Page 15
    The farm-yard
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
    An election
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
    A sea-shore
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
    The chamois
        Page 28
        Page 29
    The swallow
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
    The regatta
        Page 40
        Page 41
    Lemonade! Lemonade!
        Page 42
        Page 43
    Foolish Tommy
        Page 44
        Page 45
    Found! Found!
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
    Back Cover
        Page 52
        Page 53
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ILL BLUNT is a fisherman. He is
getting his nets ready. Perhaps
he is going out fishing to-night, and
his wife has brought baby down, that
she may have a chat with him. The
sky looks clear, and there is a nice
breeze, and Bill is in hopes that we
shall have fine weather. He has
sometimes very bad luck-his nets
get broken or carried away, his sails
torn, his boat is damaged, and his very
life hardly saved. It is a sad sight to
see the poor wives, when a storm is
raging, watching for the return of
their husbands. We little think as we
eat the soles, or turbots, or mackerel,
or cod, what peril there has been in
the catching them; but an old Scotch
song says the fishermen's widows call
herrings lives of men."

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" P ULL away, my hearties, I '11
"make it worth your while,"
and the men worked with a will.
Time and tide wait for no man. Here
is a passenger behind his time; he
can see his ship in the distance, but
he is afraid she will sail before he
can get to her. The watermen by the
river-side often get a good job by such
cases. It is worth the man's while to
pay them well, and they are quite
ready to do their best. Sometimes
the work is very hard. If the tide be
against them, or the water very rough
with a high wind, they can make but
little way. But I think our friend
will be in time, wind and tide are in
his favour, and he seems to be able to
steer pretty well, and keep a straight
course for his ship.

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D ID you ever sec a hop-field ? It
is a very pretty sight. The hop
is a climbing plant, which grows to a
great height. The grower puts long
and strong poles near the plant, and
round these it twines. As soon as
the seed is ripe it should be gathered;
it loses value if it be allowed to
remain too long. It is a busy
scene, the hop-gathering. Numbers
of people flock from London and
large towns; almost all can find
employment and good wages. The
value of a hop-garden is very uncer-
tain. If the weather be favourable
the produce is very valuable, but
some years there is not enough to
pay the labour employed.


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THESE smiths seem to be welding,
that is, joining two pieces of iron.
They have made them both red-hot in
the furnace you see behind, then they
have put them one on the top of the
other upon the anvil, and struck it
with heavy hammers; then they heat
it again and hammer it until it has
become one solid lump. I dare say
you have often seen the sparks fly
off from the red-hot iron. What are
those sparks? They are very little
bits of the hot iron, and would burn
you if they fell on you. That is the
reason the smiths wear leather aprons;
these keep the hot sparks from their
clothes. The boys seem to take great
interest in the smiths' work.

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"YOU owe more to your nurse than
Syou do to me, madam," said a
physician to a lady, who was thanking
him for having, as she thought, saved
her life. And indeed it is true that
often the very life of a patient depends
upon the nurse. Phoebe had been
taught this by her mother, and now,
her mistress being very ill, she is
doing as she was taught. She is
looking at the bottles of medicine,
for she puts quite apart those medi-
cines which are to be taken from
those that are to be used as washes.
She keeps the room very neat and
tidy, never allowing anything to stay
in it that is not wanted. What is
needed for food is out on a table out-
side, so the air of the room is kept
fresh and pure. Phoebe is very kind
and gentle.

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GN Philip's birthday his father took
him to Kew Gardens. It was a
long-promised treat. Mr. Wood was
himself very fond of flowers, and was
able to point out to Philip some of
those best worth seeing. In the hot-
houses he showed him the plantain
-the fruit of which serves for bread,
and entire food to many people-the
bananas growing in great whorls, the
tea and coffee shrubs; he told him
that coffee was the inside of a fruit
that looks like a cherry. Then Philip
saw the mimosa, which shuts up all
its leaves when it is touched; the
catchflies, which feed on the flies they
entrap. These were only a few of
what Philip saw in the houses. Then
they walked about in the gardens,
and they were both so much pleased
that they agreed they would go there
again very soon.

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T HIS is a farm-yard of the olden
time. A very pretty sight it
was. In the barn you see the man
hard at work with his flail, thrashing
out the grain; the cattle are lowing,
the pigs are wallowing in the mire,
the poultry are picking up the grain
from the straw as it is thrown out
of the barn, the ducks are swimming
about in the green pond, all pretty
to see, but not thrifty farming. Now
the farmer finds it better to have a
machine for his threshing, the cattle
thrive better and waste less in stalls,
the pigs are kept clean in their
sties, the green pond is known to be
unhealthy, and the drainings from the
dung-heap are now carefully stored.


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"U WHIAT'S the matter now ?" cried
old David, as he put his head
in at the door of Dick's cottage. Dick
looked rather sheepish, but Mary said,
"Well, you see, Master David, I've as
fine a brood of chickens here as can
be, and Dick will have it that they
would be better out in the open.
I'm sure the cat will kill them all."
" Well," said Dick, did you ever hear
of a brood of chickens being kept in
the house all their lives ?" Silly
people!" said old David, "do you
know that there never was a brood of
chickens that was worth an angry
word or an ill-natured look ? But
let me look at them. You're both
right and both wrong; some of them
are too tender to turn out, and some
would be the better for the air." Dick
and Mary had a good laugh over
their quarrel.
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ONNE day Johnnie's father said to
him, Put on your hat, lad, and
we will go into the town and see how
the election goes on." When they
got into the main street, they foudl
it full of people; all seemed to be very
busy, everybody talking and nobody
seeming to listen. Some had large
yellow ribbons, some purple. Every
now and then a band would come by,
and then there was more noise and
pushing than ever. At last there was
a great rush, and a number of men
walking altogether, and quite filling
the streets, cried, "True blue for
ever !" Johnnie asked his father what
it all meant. His father told him
the Tory candidate had been elected.
" But," said Johnnie, what is the use
of all this noise and these colours?"
"They are of no use, my boy," said
his father ; "and when people get
wiser they will do away with them."

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SARLY and late the milk-maid used
"to bring round her bright pails.
You do not see women do so often now,
men generally do it; and it is work
better fitted for men than for women.
In times long past the milk-maids
in London used to go out on May
morning and bring back garlands of
flowers, with which they decked a
high pole, around which they used to
dance. In the time of the Common-
wealth these poles were all removed as
heathenish, and the May-day dances
have never returned in London; but
in the country they were seen till
quite lately in the Morris dance.
The father of the present Duke of
Buckingham used to have meetings
of the Morris dancers at his place
at Stow.

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T is Sunday afternoon, the sun is
"shining warm and bright, the calm
grey sea ripples almost silently against
the shore, the boats are drawn up
on the shingle, and old Jonathan sits
on the beach with his grandson.
The old man takes a Bible from his
pocket, and after having read a little,
he talks to the boy of the goodness
of God, and of some of His wonders.
The boy is much moved, and tells the
old man, I love to hear you read."
" It's very well," said Jonathan, "very
well to read the Bible, but the thing
is, dear boy, to live it, to be true and
honest, and faithful, and kind to all, to
strive hard never to do what we think
is wrong. This is what tends to make
a man happy, aye, happier than this
blessed sun and smooth sea make us
at this moment."

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ES I they are all going: father,
S mother, and children. Tom has
been saving np money for a long
time, and now they are all going
out to America, for he hopes, if he
cannot get work in the towns, to be
able to get some land and to do better
for all than he can in the old country.
So they are all very busy, taking all
that is thought will be useful, and
some useless things perhaps, but things
they do not care to leave behind.
This is the last washing Tom's wife
will do in that cottage, and it makes
her half sad to think of leaving it.
But she and Tom have often talked it
over, and lie has shown her how much
better it will be for the little ones; she
sees how hard it is to get work here,
and they have not money to take land;
but in America land is cheap. Tom and
the boys will soon get things in order,
so she hopes that God will bless them
and guide them.

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"YHIE chamois is a kind of goat or
A antelope, for the learned do not
seem quite to know which. It is
found in Switzerland, and in all the
mountain districts of Europe. It is
very wild. It lives on the highest
mountains, except in the deep winters,
when it will come lower down for
food; then is the time the hunter
has a chance. The chamois has a
curiously-turned horn like a hook.
It is said to be the most active of its
kind, and that it can descend steeper
heights than any other animal. It
is very timid. Its sense of smell is
very keen; this makes it very difficult
to hunt, as it smells the hunter before
he can get a shot at it. The chamois
feeds on tender leaves, herbs, grass,
&c. The Swiss make many pretty
toys of its horns, &o,

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"W YHEN we will all go out together
"A and let it loose." They were
soon ready, and off they went. In
the winter Tom had picked up in the
snow a swallow, which seemed almost
dead; but with a little care and
warmth it recovered. The children
wanted to keep it, but their father told
them that could hardly be possible;
he told them that the swallow lived on
insects, which it caught as it skimmed
through the air; and made them ob-
serve the hollowed bill which enabled
the bird to hold a good many, as it
would need to do when feeding its
young. He also told them that he
thought this must have been one of a
second brood of last year, which some-
times are not strong enough to take
flight with the rest. So next morning
they took the little fellow out, and
when Tom let it loose, it flew away,
and was soon out Af sight.

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" JANE, my dear, I am very sorry
A to see tlis. You were so good
a girl at school that I am quite dis-
appointed. Your poor mother, ill and
in bed, would be sadly pained to see
such an untidy room as this-the
table not cleared, bones on the floor,
everything as it should not be. It is
of no use to learn your duty, if you
do not strive to do it. Pray let me
see things in better order the next
time I come." Mrs. Windham was
the owner of the cottage in which
Jane's mother lived. She made a
point of taking the rents herself, and
so got to know her tenants. She was
really very fond of Jane, and Jane
quite loved her. So as soon as Mrs.
Windham left the house, she set
about, washed and put away the things
in their places, swept the room and
dusted it, and made it look quite com-
fortable. Mrs. Windham's advice was
a lesson which she never forgot.


EE how deep the snow lies on the
top of old Jowler's kennel. A
poor little robin-redbreast has perched
upon it. The trees, the ground, all is
covered with snow, and the bircd
have hard work to get their food; so
they have come to see what they can
find of Jowler's leavings. They are
half afraid of him; but they only
seem to be getting out of his way,
and mean to go back as soon as they
see him safe in his crib. This want
of food often sends many wild anilma
nearer to the places where men live.
It is a kind act to put out a few
bread crumbs of a morning. There
was a lady who used to do it every
day; and though the sparrows would
not eat out of her hand, they used to
come down directly she called there.
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ONTENEGRO is a very small
hilly country on the north-east
coast of the Adriatic sea. The num-
ber of the people is small, not above
sixty thousand, it is said; but they
are renowned for their bravery and for
their love of freedom. They have often
had to fight hard against the Turks,
who have wanted to enslave them, but
have never been able to do so. The
country is very hilly indeed. The name
means black mountain," so called
on account of its hills and the dark
forests which abound. It is not very
fertile, but fruit and good pasture for
cattle are found in the valleys. Every
Montenegrin is a soldier; but though
brave, they are rather lawless, and
very often make raids into their
neighbours' country.

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YT IS man has done something very
wicked. lie thinks that no one
saw him. He has got money; he has
been prosperous; he is much liked by
those with whom he lives, but he is
never happy. In the bright mid-day,
when the sun lights up all around-
in the soft evening moonlight, when
all seems at peace, for him there is
no peace. Often in the night he will
awake, and fancy that he hears either
the groans of him he has injured, or
the cries of men come to take him to
prison. In truth there was nothing;
"lie was in fear where no fear was,"
and his sin made him afraid; often
as now he would start up and rush
away. Well may we pray, "Lead us
not into temptation, but deliver us
from evil."

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YT is a grand day at Sandyport. It is
S the regatta; for weeks they have
been preparing for it, and here it is.
What a lovely day the sun is shining,
and there is no chance of rain; a nice
fresh breeze is blowing, which is good
for the sailing-boats, and the sea is
not too rough, so the oarsmen are
quite contented. How gay the place
is, flags are flying everywhere; the
streets are full of people, the pier is
crowded-for from all the neigh-
bouring places they have come to see
the regatta. The sailing-boats will
not be back for a long time. The
boats' crews are trying for the prize.
The winning point is a boat stationed
a little beyond the pier. How excited
the people are,-" Well done, red !"
" Pull away, blue !" Look how yel-
low is creeping up; they'll get it now,
though they were last,-hurrah, yel-
low!" I wish we had been at the
boat to see which came in first.

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SUCH a figure as this is often seen
in France and Italy; they have
been seen in England but very seldom.
The man carries at his back a large sort
of box, generally made of tin. This
is full of what he has to sell. lie some-
times walks about crying lemonade;
sometimes lie stands still and rests
his burden on the stick which hangs
from his left side. lie is generally
very clean in his dress, and what holds
the lemonade is often very gaily
painted red and yellow, or any colours
which take the owner's fancy. A
penny a glass a 'y a glass who'll
have lemonade ? Really it is a very
refreshing drink, and as he often has
a piece of ice to keep it cool in the
warm weather, lie has a good many
customers. There is no harm in a glass
of beer, but it would be a great gain if
we had more of these drinks in Eng-
land. Children would like some of
them, as, ,i instance, liquorice tea.

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"TiIIIS is little Tommy Hodge.
Whenever he heard a knock at
the door of his grandmother's cottage,
he used to run away to hide himself.
So he has done to-day. Mr. Goodge
had only come to tell that he brought
her a ticket for his tea-party, and as
he knew that she could not leave the
child alone he had brought one for
Tommy too. When Mr. Goodge was
gone, and Tommy knew what he had
come for, he felt what a silly boy he
had been. in the afternoon he went
"up to the rectory. A pretty little girl
about six years old came up to him
and said, "Are you the little boy
that cried when papa called at your
cottage ?" Tommy felt quite ashamed,
and did not speak; the little girl.said,
" You should not be afraid of papa ;"
at the same time she gave him a piece
of plum cake. Tommy never was so
silly again; he grew up to be quite a
brave boy.

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ENT-DAY was at hand, and
Farmer White had collected all
the money due to him. Next morning
the farmer was early astir, but his
pocket-book was not to be found.
Who shall tell the distress of all ? His
poor wife, who was a great invalid,
fainted away. The farmer told his
eldest boy to take care of mother.
" Tom and I will go and see if we can
hear a ni tlii 1 about it." So off they
started. They looked carefully about;
it was not to be seen; they asked all
they met, but could hear nothing of
it. At last Tom's young eyes espied
something in a tussuck of rushes.
Could it be it ? Yes, it certainly
was the pocket-book; but the money ?
With trembling hands he opened the
book, and there were the notes. The
"Thank God!" the farmer spoke,
came from his heart; their shouts as
they drew near home soon called them
all out of the house. You can fancy
how happy they were.



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Boys and Girls. By Miss BRAMSTON, Author of "The Panelled
House," &c.
The Slave Dealer of the Coanza. A Naval Story. By S. WV.
SADLER, Esq.. Author of Marshal Vavasour," &c.
The Story of the Great Czar. A Sketch of the Life of Peter of
Russia. By JAIMES F. COBB, Esq., Author of" Stories of Success,"
Silent Jim," &c.
The Two Shipmates. By W. H. G. KINGsTON, Esq., Author of
"The Gilpius," Michael Pcnguyne," &c.
Riversdale. By Mrs. C. E. IBOWEN, Author of New Stories on
Old Subjects," Stories on my Duty towards God and my Neigh-
bour," &c.
The Personal Experience of Robin the Bold. With Ob-
servations on Divers i... By Miss A. C. CHAMrBERS,
Author of" Life in the 'i .11 I .... Underground," &c.
Pictures from the Early History of Venice. A.D. 403-1205.
By Miss C. M. PHILLIMORE, Author of King's Namesake," &c.
Cotton. By MIss S. WARREN, Author of Stories for every Sunday
in the Christian Year," &c.
A Faithful Servant. Journal of what took place in the Tower of
'I.. I. I r.I .i,,., the .. I of Louis XVI 1:., r .nce. By
.i .I ,.. Esq., \''ii of Silent Jil... i i of Suc-
cess," &c.
Sardinia. By Mrs. DAVEY.
A Month at Brighton, and What Came of It. By MARY E.
SHIPLEY, Authir of Janetta," &c.
An Inherited Task; or, Early Mission Life in Southern
Africa. By i H, EDEN, Esq., Author of The Fortunes
of the Fletcher.



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