My pet book

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My pet book
Arthur, T. S. ( Timothy Shay ), 1809-1885
J. B. Lippincott & Co ( Publisher )
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96 p. : ill. ; 21 cm.


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United States -- Pennsylvania -- Philadelphia
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edited by Uncle Herbert [pseud.]

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Copyright, 1877, by J. B. LIPPINCOTT & Co.


"Here's your birthday present,
my daughter," said Mr. Palmer
on coming home to dinner, and he
handed her a large parcel. Nellie
untied it eagerly, with a word of
thanks, and disclosed a well-
framed picture. A little girl was
holding her baby brother up to
a cage of rabbits, and he was
feeding them with lettuce leaves.
"Isn't it a beauty!" said Nel-
lie. "What a sweet, kind face
the little sister has!"


Do you see this dog with a
bell? He must be a very nice
dog to ring a bell all alone. I
hope the maid will let him in,
and give him some food.
We have a dog; his name is
Sank. Our dog has hair and a
tail. T-a-i-1 is the way to spell
the tail of our dog. A t-a-l-e is
a story. I like to hear a good

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I like to go to the wood and
sit down on the trunk of a tree
that has been felled. Here is
one: what a fine tree it has been!
There is not a branch left now;
they are all lopped off. The man
you see in the picture has just
chopped it down with an axe.
This tree was once a fine oak.


Ann had a pet goat. It had a
long beard, and long horns. Ann
liked to feed the goat.
Nan, Nan, she would call; and
the goat would come to her.
When Ann had no work to do
in the house, she would go out
and play with the goat.
The goat liked to play with
Ann, for she was kind to it.
Ann has a pet lamb too. The
lamb and the goat will play all
day long in the warm sunshine.


"Shall I tell you of a dog I
saw to-day?"
"Yes, do! Was he a big dog?"
"Yes, a big brown dog. He
came to the door, and held the
knocker in his mouth. He made
a noise until the maid came and
let him in."
Then he said, "Bow, wow, am
I not a wise dog?"

Look at that poor girl. Her
eyes are shut. I dare say she has
no one to take care of her, and
no home to go to; so she has to
sleep on the cold snow. Do you
ever think, when you are by the
fire in your nice warm home, of
all the poor who have no food to
eat and no clothes to wear?
Do not pass by the poor in your
walks, without a kind word.

"Cock a doodle do!" said the
rooster, from the top of the gate.
"I crow and wake them up at
"And I lay eggs," said the
hen; "chuck, chuck, chuck, we
are both of use."
The cat ran out of the house
with her tail up, to tell what
she could do. "Mew! mew!"
she said, "I keep the mice from
the corn, and I purr on the

Rabbits are nice pets. They
will become quite tame, and let
you take them up and stroke
them, and they will eat out of
your hand. The best way to take
rabbits up without hurting them,
is by their long ears.
Harry had a pair of rabbits and
six young ones. He had made a
house for them to live in with
his own hands. It was made of

wood, and raised off the ground
on four legs to keep it dry. Such
a house is called a rabbit-hutch.
Outside he made a little yard
with a wooden paling all round;
and in the morning he used to
go and let his rabbits out to run
about, and he always fed them in
the yard.
Harry had a pet cat too, and
one day it went into the woods
and caught a rabbit and brought
it home. Harry whipped the
cat for killing the poor little rab-
bit. Wild rabbits are not of
many colors like tame ones. They
are all of a grayish-brown, with
a little white about the tail and
breast. They live in holes under
ground, which they dig out with
their little paws.

This boy has a bird's nest, with
four young birds in it. The two
old birds have gone to get food
for the young ones, but when
they come back and find the
nest is gone, what will they do?
Poor birds! They had made
the nest of green moss, hair from
a horse's tail, and soft wool that
a sheep had left on a thorn.

"Papa, may we come in a
little while and have a play on
your lap?"
"Yes, my pets, papa is ready
for a romp and a kiss, and then
it will be time for you to be off
with nurse to bed."

This is a poor woman with
apples to sell. "Good, kind lady,
buy some, for I am poor, and in
need." I guess the rosy-cheeked
lady will buy some, and the poor
woman will go home with money
for her sick child, who has had
no food all day. The kind man
and his wife will, I hope, give
her some meat and bread to take
home. The boy will carry it.

Here are two fine dogs, and
one poor rat. Take care, rat, or
the dogs will dine on you. Leo
is the name of the dog with his
ears up, and Fay is the one this
way. When Tom went out, he
tied Fay and Leo, so as to keep
them in the barn. When he
gets back, he will feed them and
let them run, but then the rat
will be gone. Poor rat, I am
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The fox is like a dog. It is a
beast of prey. It has a broad
head, a sharp snout, sharp ears,
and a long bushy tail.
The fox lives in a den or hole,
which he often makes near a
farm-house. He hides in this
den by day, and when night
comes on he leaves his den, and
goes slyly to the farm-yard.
He is fond of a duck, or a hen,
or a goose, or a lamb. But he
will also eat fruit, mice, and frogs.
When he gets hold of a hen or
a duck, he runs home to his den.
Some men keep packs of
hounds or dogs to hunt and kill
the fox, and they will ride a long
way sometimes before they can
catch him.

Fred has a horse, and its name
is Bob. Bob has a long tail and
mane. He can trot. Fred will
have a ride on him, and Bob will
trot. Fred will not fall off. He
can ride well.
Fred has a dog too. His name
is Tip. He runs by the side of
Bob, and he must run fast to
keep by the side. He has four
legs to run with, and Bob has
no more.

N Mamma has
come up to see
if May and Tom
are all safe, and
she holds the light up to be sure
they are not sick.
Dear mamma never forgets
her little ones, even after they
are in bed, but will come up-
stairs many times to see that all
is right.
I hope May and Tom are good
and kind to dear mamma, and
mind when she speaks to them.
It is very sad to see a little boy
and girl forget mamma's loving
care, and be rude or unkind to

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Poor Nip, is Ann cross to you?
Did she send you out in the cold
without food?
It was not kind in Ann to
send you out.
She was mean not to let you
stay by the warm fire.
But your feet will soil the nice
So, old Nip, you must not feel
hurt, but lie down in the barn
like a good dog.

Have you been in the woods
or some large park to see the
deer? Their legs are slim, and
they are light and fleet, and they
seem to fly, they go so fast. The
stag has fine horns. He is the
male. The female deer, which
is called the doe, has no horns.
The young of the deer is a
fawn; it can run and jump well,
but not so far as the doe.
The hoofs of the deer look as
if they had been cut in two.

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What is your name ? My name
is Ned. Ned is a good name.
Tell me the name of your dog.
The name of my dog is Dan. It
is not a good name for a dog,
but he had that name when I
got him from Sam.
Is this the same dog that Sam
had? Yes. One day Dan broke
a pane to get to Sam, who was

Twinkle, twinkle, little star;
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When the glorious sun is set,
When the grass with dew is wet,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep;
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.

Tell me, for I long to know,
Who has made you sparkle so?
It is God, the star replied,
God, who hung me in the sky.

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Once on a time a kind man
and his wife had a nice white
house near a wood. They had
two girls and a boy; the name of
the boy was Jack, and the names
of the girls were May and Jane.
May was six years old, Jane was
four, and Jack was a babe who
slept in a cot.

Keep still, Willie; do not stir,
or the bear will come and kill
you and May.
Willie is pale with fear.
But see, now, the bear is off,
he has not seen them.
He will go to his den, and
Willie can take May home all
He is a good, kind boy, and
will lift her up so that she will
not wake.

Next to the cow, the sheep is
of most use to man. Sheep give
us food, for we eat their flesh.
Sheep give us clothes, for cloth
is made from wool. We use their
skin to make gloves and to bind
books, and all parts of sheep
are of some good. You can see
in the picture that if it were
not for the dogs, the wolves
would spring on the sheep and
lambs and eat them.


Let's play house, sister! You
put your shawl on me, and I will
come and pay you a call.
Now, Ben, I have pinned the
shawl on, and you can go over
and show mamma how sweet
you look. Don't fall on the stair,
little brother, and when you
come back we will play.

There was once a boy who
had the care of a flock of sheep,
and for mere mischief, he often
alarmed the people near by cry-
ing out, "The wolf, the wolf!"
when there was no wolf. The
people that were in the fields at
work near him then left their
work, and came to help him.
But when they found he did not
speak the truth, they said they
never more would come when
he cried out, to be laughed at.
The wolf at last really came, and
the boy cried out for help, but
no one would go, because they
did not believe him, so the wolf
worried and then devoured his

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Dear grandma, how we all love
her; even Hector will lie on the
floor and look up into her face,
while she tells us of the time
when she was a little girl, and
how at night the wolves and
bears would growl around the
house; but they were not afraid,
for father's gun was ready, and
the door was close barred.


A poor old man came to the
door one day to beg some bread.
Kate was at the door with a book.
The old man said, "My good
girl, do give me a bit of bread; I
have not had a bit to-day, and I
am ill for want of food." Kate
ran to the cook, and said, Let
me have a piece of bread to give
to this poor old man." The cook
said, "Here is a bit of bread, and
some nice warm broth, which
you may take to him."

Ada was a good, merry-hearted,
happy little girl, loved by all who
knew her, and very dear to her
mother's heart. She loved to
run in the meadows and woods,
and pick the beautiful flowers,
with her pretty pet lamb trotting
at her heels. Ada and her pet
might often be seen rolling toge-
ther upon the grass; and when
the days were warm and fine,
she would take her doll and cart,
and followed by "Curly," as she
called her pet, would pass the
time pleasantly in the woods,
beneath the green leaves, or sit-
ting by the brink of some tiny

Is that a bird in the boy's hand?
No, it is a butterfly; he got it
in his net when he ran with it.
Butterfly is a long word for
you, but if you say "but," then
"ter," and then "fly," it will be
easy for you.
I hope the boy will let it go,
for it will die in his hand; and
that will be sad.
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Tray shall give Rose a ride;
put her on his back. Anne and
I will lead him. How kind Tray
is! He will not move till I tell
him, and he will take care of
Rose. He will walk and not run,
that she may not fall off his back.
Rose must have a whip, but she
will not whip kind Tray. Her
whip is made of blue-bells, and
I will put some in my hat.
Now, Tray, we must set off.

Mamma calls Lily her little
angel, for she is so kind and
When mamma was sick, she
took care of her, and ran up and
down stairs, and made nice tea
and toast.
Do you not think she is a good
Do you wonder that mamma
loves her and calls her an angel?


There was once a fox who had
never seen a lion; and so, when
he saw a lion for the first time,
this fox was so scared that he
did not know what to do.
The lion did him no harm;
and the fox crept off out of the
way, and ran to his hole, and
there hid. He stayed in his hole
a long while, until he found he
must go in search of food, and
then he crept out.

Busy little fingers,
Everywhere they go;
Rosy little fingers,
The sweetest that I know.
Now into my work-box,
All the buttons finding,
Tangling up the knitting,
Every spool unwinding.
Now into my basket,
Where the keys are hidden,
So mischievous looking,
Knowing it forbidden.
Then in mother's tresses,
Now her neck enfolding,
With such sweet caresses
Keeping off a scolding.
Darling little fingers,
Never, never still;
Help them, Heavenly Father,
To learn to do Thy will.

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See this dear old man. The
birds are not afraid of him. They
light on his shoulder and hat,
and sing him a glad "good-
Every day when he comes out
in the field to work, he brings
some crumbs of bread for the
birds in his basket, and they
have learned to trust him, and
come for their morning portion.

Fred had got a new spade from
his aunt. She had sent it to him
one day with a small box of seeds.
But he soon got tired of dig-
ging, and sat down on a roller to
rest, and here you see him. I
wonder what he is thinking

Here sits Jack all alone by
the pond. What a time he has
sat here!
Have you got some fish to
take home, Jack?
Yes, I have got one.
What, only one fish all this
time, Jack? That is poor work.
The fish like to stay in the cool
pond, you see, and do not come
to you, and let you pull them
out of the water. They are too
wise for that.

What do you think that long
thing is that is hanging from the
branch? It is the nest of the
bird in the picture, and he is
called a Tailor bird, because he
sews together large leaves to
make his nest. He strips long
threads from plants, and draws
them through with his bill until
he has made a nest.


What a queer looking place,
and what funny people!
Yes, these queer folks are called
Esquimaux, and live where there
is ice and snow all the year round.
They live on fish and raw meat,
and drink oil just as we do water.
They dress in furs, and travel on
sleds drawn by reindeer or dogs.

One spring morning Mary got
up very early to go out and pick
flowers. She had come to the
country to see her aunt, and she
was going home that day; so she
wanted to take back some flowers
to her mother, that she might
put them in water to look pretty,
and smell sweet in the room.
So, she gathered primroses,
buttercups, and many others.

Near the house where Polly
and Tom live, there is a well,
and they like to look down and
see the dark water at the bottom.
Polly is timid, so Tom keeps his
Sarm around her all the time, and
she feels safe; for Tom is a big
boy, and Polly is a very little

This is the first morning Ellie
has ever gone to school away
from home. Dear mamma does
not like to part with her little
girl, but she wishes Ellie to be
clever and useful, and so, of
course, she must go to school.
Ellie will not be home again till
Christmas: is not that a long
time for mamma to wait?


Susie Green and Tommy Brown
lived very near each other, and
were quite fast friends; theywent
to the same school, and Tommy,
who was the elder, often helped
Susie with her lessons, and car-
ried her umbrella when it rained.
Susie's and Tommy's birthday
was the same, and their parents
agreed they should have a little
party together to celebrate it.
What a merry time the children
had, playing all the afternoon!

How beautiful it is to see swans
glide over the stream; they are
so white and gentle, and will
come close to the bank and be
fed from your hands.
The ladies in the picture are
feeding the swans. I knew a
cruel boy once, who threw a
stone and broke the wing of a
swan, and hurt it so much that
it died.

I suppose this lion thought
that he was very wise, and would
creep p behind the horse and
bite him.
But look out, old lion; the
horse has sharp ears and can
hear you come creeping up be-
hind him.
As soon as he was near enough,
the horse threw out his sharp
hoofs and kicked the lion in the
mouth, and left him growling
with pain.

Little Bunny lived in a very
little hole, in a very large park,
and was as happy as a king all
the day long. Bunny had a beau-
tiful black, furry coat, though
all his brothers and sisters were
brown; and he was a very sly
squirrel, as full of fun and frolic
as a kitten, and as wild and rest-
less as the birds.
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Children sweetly smiling,
Cherubs full of glee,
Very precious darlings
Are you all to me;
May God keep you ever
In His loving care,
Pure as little angels,
Tender, good, and fair!

"Little by little," the sparrow said,
As she brought a straw, a stick, or a thread;
"Little by little, one by one,"
Till at last her nest was done, well done.


Let us go into the wheat fields
to see if the wheat is ripe yet.
Yes, it is quite brown; it is ripe.
Farmer, you must bring a sharp
sickle and cut it down. Eat some,
Charles; rub it in your hands.
This is a grain of wheat; this
stalk makes straw. Now it must
be tied up in sheaves. Now put
a great many sheaves together,
and make a shock. Then carry
it to the barn to thresh.

In the field there was an old
horse. He fed on the nice green
grass, and drank out of the pond,
and when it was cold he went
into the shed, and had hay to eat.
He was old now, and could not
do much work, but the kind man
who kept him did not let him be
sold, but just let him stay about
the farm, to do light work. Here
you see the man putting a poor
dead donkey on his back to take
to the stables.

Many years ago, before you
little readers were born, instead
of guns and pistols being used to
kill birds, they used bows and
arrows as you see the man doing
now. Poor little birdie, how
happy he looks perched up on
that bough: he does not know
the man whom he is watching
is going to take his life.
Oh, fly away, little birdie! he
cannot find you in the deep

Tom Harris is very fond of
telling the boys in the country
long stories about his city home.

May's mamma and papa went
over the great ocean in a ship,
just like the one in the picture.

Some dogs were once in chase
of a fox. They came very near
him, and it seemed as though
they would catch him.
This is what the fox did. There
was a low stone wall not far off,
and the fox ran toward it as fast
as he could go. But nearer and
nearer came the dogs, and when
the fox had got to the wall, they
were close to him. The fox made
a jump, and went over, and lay
down as close to it as he could.
The dogs, in their haste, went
over both wall and fox at a jump,
and ran straight on, and they did
not see where the fox had gone.

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Harry Lee started off to school
one day, but he met some boys,
and they said, "Hal, don't go to
school, but come and play mar-
bles." Harry went with them,
but his father saw him and was
very angry, and caught him by
the coat, and took him home
and whipped him.

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Take care, little boy, or you
will lose your pretty balloon. I
know a little boy who had a bal-
loon like yours; he took it out
in the garden to play; the string
broke, and the balloon caught
on a bush. The briers made a
hole in it which let all the air
out. The little boy was very
sorry, and went in to tell his
mamma of his loss.

Little Mary had a pet chicken
given to her by her aunt, for
whom she was named. She fed it
every morning, and after awhile
it grew to be so tame it would
eat crumbs out of her hand. One
day a hawk came swooping down,
caught up Mary's pet, and went
sailing away with it off to his
mountain home. Poor Mary cried
as if her heart would break, and
could not be comforted, at the
loss of her little pet.

These boys have been playing
ball, and have met Dan, who is
going to his work.
The boys in fine clothes point
at poor Dan, and laugh at his
old clothes. The boy who holds
the ball in his hand has a kind
father. I think he would be
sorry to see his son point at poor
Dan, who works hard all day to
support his little sister who is
lame. He is a good boy, and
tries to do right.


1. Three little words you often see
Are ARTICLES-a, an, and the.

2. A NOUN'S the name of anything,
As school, or garden, hoop, or swing.

3. ADJECTIVES tell the kind of noun,
As great, small, pretty, white, or browrin.

4. Instead of Nouns the PRONOUNS stand-
Her head, his face, your arm, my hand.

5. VERBS tell of something to be done-
To read, count, sing, laugh, jump, or run.

6. How things are done the ADVERBS tell,
As slowly, quickly, ill, or well.

7. CONJUNCTIONS join the words together,
As men and women, wind or weather.

8. The PREPOSITION stands before
A Noun, as at or through the door.

9. The INTERJECTION shows surprise,
As Ah how pretty- Oh how wise.

The whole are called Nine Parts of Speech,
Which reading, writing, speaking teach.

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Milly is three years old. She
does not go to school, but she
likes to learn her letters. She
knows many of them now. She
takes her book in her lap, and
points them out with her finger
to her mamma.
She can show you 0, and R,
and N, and S, as soon as she sees
them. She will soon learn all
the rest.


Our new baby's learned to walk,
Oh dear! it is such fun,
For down he goes upon his nose,
Each time he tries to run.
Then up he'll get, hold tight the chair,
Look round at us and crow;
Then off he'll run, all full of fun,
And down again he'll go.

A man of words and not of deeds,
Is like a garden full of weeds.
Vessels large may venture more,
But little boats should keep near shore.
For age and want save while you may;
No morning sun lasts all the day.


There was a little boy; if he
had been a big boy, I suppose he
would have been wiser; but this
was a little boy, not higher than
the table, and his papa and
mamma sent him to school. It
was a very pleasant morning; the
sun shone, and the birds sang on
the trees. Now this little boy
did not much love his book, for
he was but a silly little boy, as I
told you; and he had a great mind
to play instead of going to school.
And he saw a bee flying about,
so he said, Pretty bee! will you
come and play with me? But
the bee said, No, I must not be
idle; I must go and gather honey.

Then the little boy met a dog,
and he said, Dog! will you play
with me? But the dog said, No,
I must not be idle; I must go and
catch a rabbit for my master's
dinner. Then the little boy saw
a horse, and he said, Horse! will
you play with me ? But the horse
said, No, I must not be idle; I
must go and plow, or else there
will be no corn to make bread
of. Then the little boy thought
within himself, What! is nobody
idle? then little boys must not
be idle. So he made haste, and
went to school, and learned his
lesson so well that the master
said he was a good boy.


Ann, Kate, and Richard are
busy carrying pails of sap from
the maple-tree. The man who
is sitting down by the tree is an
overseer, to see that the work is
done well. How tiresome it must
be to carry heavy pails all day;
yet they do not look as though
they mind it, do you think so?
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I wonder what these odd-look-
ing people are saying to that poor
little girl. She seems to fear the
kind lady who is pleased to talk
to her. Poor little Gretchen is a
cripple, you see; but the kind
ladies want to help her. They
give her nice warm clothes. She
cannot earn the money to buy
them for herself, for she is not
able to work.

I know a little girl who always
makes me think of a peacock.
Do you know why? It is because
she is proud of her new clothes,
and tries to show them as a pea-
cock does his tail. Did you ever
see a peacock? His feathers are
green and gold; he holds his head
very high, and struts up and down
the barn-yard; but his beauty is
all spoiled by his pride. So it is
with this little girl; her beauty,
too, is spoiled, because she thinks
all the time of herself.

These people are watching a
stork flying over the house-tops.
Storks are very kind to their baby
storks. Two storks once built
their nest on the top of a house.
The house caught fire, and the
poor little children storks, being
too young to fly, could not escape.
The old birds flew screaming
round the burning house; at last
they dashed into the flames, and
were burnt with their little ones.


"Oh!" cried a frog, as he saw a
fine bull grazing in a field, "If I
was only as big as a bull, I would
be happy."
"No, you wouldn't," croaked a
wise old toad, near by. "If you
were as big as a bull, you would
want to beas big as an elephant;
and if you were as big as an
elephant, you would want to be
still bigger."
"Ha! ha! ha!" cried a number

of little frogs, "as big as a bull!
Why, you are a little frog, the
littlest of the whole lot. Ha! ha!
ha! a bull, indeed!"
"And so you dare to laugh at
me?" cried the vain frog. "I tell
you I will be as big as a bull, in
spite of all you wretched crea-
tures, who could not if you tried
So he began puffing and blow-
ing-and he puffed himself and
grew bigger, and he puffed him-
self and grew bigger still; and he
went on puffing and growing
bigger, till he was nearly as big
as a bull. And just then, all of a
sudden, he burst. And he burst
so completely, never a scrap, even
of skin, was ever found after-

Dear little Alec! he is a kind-
hearted boy. The other day
he came into the room where
mamma was sitting, leading by
the hand a poor little fellow all in
rags. "See, mamma," said he, "I
have brought you another little
boy, and he can wear my clothes
and sleep in my bed." What could
mamma do but take the mother-
less little one, and keep him for
Alec's brother ?

What an odd picture this is!
The dog seems to be holding the
lamb for the bear to kill. Look
out, dog, or you will get eaten
up yourself. When we lead
others into danger, we are sure
to suffer ourselves.

In a country called Holland,
storks are very kindly treated,
for so many frogs live in the
marshes there, that if the storks
did not eat them, the people
would hardly know what to do.
The storks are very clever at
catching the poor froggies; they
snatch them up in their long
bills, and go flying off, with their
great wings spread and their long
legs stretched out behind them,
carrying off two or three at once.

1 must not tease my mother, for she is very
And everything she tells me, I must directly
I must not tease my mother, and when she
likes to read,
Or when she has the headache, I'll silent be
In play I'll not be noisy, nor trifling troubles
But sitting down beside her, I'll try to make
her well.

Run, mousey, run! I hear Jane's foot,
She's coming up to bed.
If puss but makes a spring at you,
No fear, for pussy's dead.

And now he's nibbling at some cake
She left upon the table;
He seems to think I'm somebody
To hurt a mouse unable.


Tom is telling his father and
mother where he has been, and
what he has seen. He has been
all round the world, and has seen
many strange things; he has
seen many strange lands; he has
seen a great many people; and he
tells a great many funny stories.
Tom has been a sailor-boy, and
his mother and father are glad
to get him safe home.


A hare once was looking over
a river bank, and cast her eyes
with contempt upon some frogs
she saw hopping off into the
water; for her sudden appear-
ance disturbed them, because
they did not know who she was.
"What poor creatures!" sang out
the hare. "Look how they go
hop! hop! hop! about an inch at
a time. I can race along the
ground like the wind, and go as

far in a minute as one of these
creatures could in a day."
A frog who had more courage
than the rest, hearing this, ven-
tured to say, "Do not make too
sure, my fine Mrs. Hare; have
you never heard the proverb,
'Slow and sure wins the day'?
Perhaps I could get over as much
ground as you, in a given time,
in spite of your boasting."
"I'll make a bet with you, with
all my heart," sneeringly an-
swered the hare, "to be at the
mill first."
"Done!" answered the cour-
ageous frog, "and let us start
"Oh! with all my heart," said
the hare, "you can start." And
so she sat down and slept, as

hares do, with one eye open.
The frog started at once. When
he was half-way to the mill, the
hare started up, and overtook
him with two bounds. "Ha!
ha! my frog," said she, "how do
you like our bet now? I hope
you will be able to pay me." And
with that she sat down again
and went to sleep with the other
eye open. The frog answered
nothing, but went hop, hop, hop,
all along the way.
Presently the hare woke up,
and opened both her eyes, and
got her hind legs ready for a
jump, to beat the poor stupid
slow frog; when behold-no, im-
possible!-it could not be !-Yes,
it was! There was the frog, not
only at the mill, but perched on

the top of the mill wheel, which
was not at work, laughing at the
clever hare! The hare had lost
her bet, and was obliged to pay
for it.
So we see plain industry and
patient toil will take any one far-
ther than a great deal of ability
without those very excellent
Most haste, worst speed, is often true,
And this advice I give to you-
Be not too clever to take pains,
For patience more than talent gains.


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Take care, M1attie. If you open
grandma's snuff-box, it will make
you sneeze, and the snuff will
get in your eyes, nose, and ears.
But Mattie will not mind, and
soon the snuff will blind her, and
she will run to mamma and
And mamma will wash her
face, and tell her it was a good
lesson to her.
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This is old Dobbin, the cap-
tain's horse, and that is the cap-
tain coming home from the chase
with a stag that he has killed.
Dobbin is a good little horse, and
has been in many battles, but he
is not at all afraid of the guns
and the cannon. His master is
very kind to him, and always
takes care that he has plenty of
nice corn to eat, and that makes
Dobbin very fond of the cap-

"Let pussy go!" said Uncle
John to little Frank, who was
on a visit to him, and Frank let
the cat jump off his lap. "You
were holding puss against her
will," said Uncle John, taking
Frank on his knee; "that teases
her. She will not love you, and
like to play with you, if you do
so. Mind, Frank, you must be
kind to the cat and kittens. I
will not have puss hurt; I can-
not let you grow up a cruel boy.
Our puss has always been well
treated; she is gentle, and is even
friendly with the white hen, and
lets it eat out of her plate." I

hope, dear little reader, you are
good to animals. Remember,
when no uncle or other friend is
watching what you are about,
the eye of God is always over all
His works, and that the child
who would learn to serve God,
must be kind to His creatures.
Frank has learned not to tease
the kittens, who love him, and
follow him about. He read his
spelling lesson aloud to them this
morning, and says they seemed
to wonder what it meant. I think
they like play better than books,
and are glad when Frank's little
tasks are over, and he can go to
play with them.



There was once a dog who was
a greedy, covetous animal, and
never contented with what he
had, but always wishing for
more. I have known some child-
ren as bad as this. The dog was
trotting along with a nice piece
of meat in his mouth, when he
came to a pond. The water of
the pond was very .clear, and
sparkled in the sun, and when
the dog looked into it, he saw

his own shadow reflected in the
water, and the piece of meat in
his mouth was also reflected; but
the flow of the water made the
shadow of the meat look much
larger than the real piece he car-
ried. The dog looked and looked,
and made sure that the shadow
of himself was another dog; and
he thought that dog had a larger
piece of meat than his own. So
he determined to seize it, and
opening his mouth, out fell the
piece of meat he had into the
water. You know when any-
thing is dropped into a pond of
water, how the water goes into
the rings. So the water of the
pond went into rings, and the
shadow of the dog and the big
piece of meat disappeared; and

worst of all, the piece of meat the
dog really had, disappeared too;
he had lost the substance for a
shadow, and he had to go away
without it.
Now I will tell you a story
about a dog, who was very good
and very clever too. An old
woman had a dog, who would
go to market for her to fetch his
own dinner. She used to put a
basket in his mouth with the
money inside it. Then he would
trot off to the shop, and the
people there would take out the
money and put in the meat for
him; and then he would carry
it back again. He would never
let any one else touch the basket
but the people at the shop and
his own mistress. And he never

would touch the meat inside,
but always honestly carried it
home, and waited till it was
given to him. All the neighbors
knew him, and used to point
out the dog who was so honest
and trusty to their children; and
I can tell you the old woman
was very proud of him.
I have also heard of a dog
who could tell all the letters of
the alphabet. The letters were
printed very large, on cards, and
the cards were laid in a circle on
the floor. The dog stood in the
middle of the circle, and when
his master called out the name
of a letter, the clever dog went
tip to it and put his paw on the
right one, and gave a little bark,
as much as to say, "This is it."

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In this picture you see a boy
who has taught the birds to hop
around puss without fear. Bob
is a bird-tamer, and these birds
are all very dear to him. You
know if a little bird alights near
a cat or dog, how quickly it will
fly away; but if the birds are
tame, they will eat from your
hands without fear.

Do you see the lady and her
baby? I love the baby. What is
the name of the baby? The name
of the baby is Mary. The lady
loves her baby very much. She
has it always with her. Will the
lady give her baby to me? No,
the lady will not give away her
dear baby. She loves her baby
too much to give it to any one.
She loves her Mary very much.

It is now in the spring-time of
the year. The birds sing, the
lambs skip and play, the trees
put forth their tender leaves, the
grass covers the plains with ver-
dure, and all nature has put on
her robes of beauty.
So youth is the spring-time of
life. Alice and James are out at
play in the woods, and the don-
key seems to be listening to what
James is saying.

Nellie loved to watch the large
bucket full of live coals, and puss
on the rug seems to enjoy the
warm fire.
One morning when Nellie came
down to breakfast, she heard
puss making a finny sound, and
when she looked, she saw she
had two little kittens; and in a
little time the kittens could see,
and play with their mother's tail.

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Who has not heard of the
"Arctic region," where snow
and ice abound all through the
year, and where it is night for
one-half of it? It is so cold that
the people who visit the Arctic
region have to wear the skins of
animals to cover them, even with
"a hot fire in the ships. Think of
"a night half the year long!
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Little Bess, with laughing eyes,
Blue as are the summer skies;
Rounded arm of dimpled snow-
Tresses bright in sunny flow-
Cheek of rose, and teeth of pearl,
Sure thou art a charming girl!

What a mirthful little sprite,
With thy smile of sunny light-
With thy life so gay and free,
Ringing out in tones of glee;
Gushing from the rich excess
Of thy childish happiness!

This queer little creature you
see in the picture is a beaver.
Beavers are found chiefly in
North America. They are about
three and a half feet long, in-
cluding the funny flat paddle-
shaped tail, which is a foot in
length. They build themselves
most wonderful huts to live in,
and make a great number close
together just like a town. These
are built on the banks of rivers
or lakes, for beavers swim much
more easily than they walk.

Is not this a noble-looking ani-
mal ? It is the king of the herd,
and very proud and like a king
he looks, with his horns for a
crown, and his sleek furry coat
of bright brown hair. He has a
very fine nose, and can smell
almost farther than he can he'.r.
If a dog crosses his path, he is off
like a shot, with the whole herd
at his heels, for he acts as guard
or watchman over them.




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