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+Project Gutenberg's The Nursery, July 1873, Vol. XIV. No. 1, by Various
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
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+Title: The Nursery, July 1873, Vol. XIV. No. 1
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: March 29, 2008 [EBook #24938]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK NURSERY, JULY 1873, VOL.XIV NO.1 ***
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+Produced by Emmy, Juliet Sutherland and the Online
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+by Linda Cantoni.
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+
+
+THE
+
+NURSERY
+
+_A Monthly Magazine_
+
+FOR YOUNGEST READERS.
+
+VOLUME XIV.
+
+        BOSTON:
+        JOHN L. SHOREY, No. 36, BROMFIELD STREET.
+        1873.
+
+
+
+        Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by
+        JOHN L. SHOREY,
+        In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington.
+
+
+
+
+
+        BOSTON:
+        STEREOTYPED AND PRINTED BY RAND, AVERY, & CO.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: CONTENTS.]
+
+
+IN PROSE.
+
+                                                    PAGE.
+
+  Look out for the Engine                               1
+
+  How Willy coaxed Edith                                3
+
+  Works of Art for Children                             4
+
+  Kit Midge                                             8
+
+  Hettie's Chickens                                    10
+
+  A Schoolboy's Story                                  12
+
+  Clarence at the Menagerie                            14
+
+  Touch my Chicks if you dare                          16
+
+  The Catcher caught                                   18
+
+  Edwin's Doves                                        22
+
+  The Little Fortune-Seekers                           24
+
+  The Little Stepmother                                30
+
+  The Mother's Prayer                                  33
+
+  Coosie and Carrie                                    36
+
+  The Fourth of July Cake                              38
+
+  How our School came to have the Nursery              42
+
+  Where the Dandelions went                            43
+
+  The Bird's Nest                                      44
+
+  Meditations of a Shut-out One                        46
+
+  Dreaming and Doing                                   48
+
+  Prairie Dogs                                         51
+
+  A Journey to California                              55
+
+  A Letter to George                                   58
+
+  The Blackberry Frolic                                60
+
+  The Queer Things that happened to Nelly              65
+
+  The Six Ducks                                        69
+
+  The Bunch of Grapes                                  71
+
+  A True Story about a Dog                             73
+
+  Pitcher-Plants and Monkey-Pots                       76
+
+  Under the Cherry-Tree                                77
+
+  Rambles in the Woods                                 80
+
+  What I Saw at the Seashore                           82
+
+  Blossom and I                                        85
+
+  How Norman became an Artist                          87
+
+  A Boot-Race under Difficulties                       89
+
+  Pictures for Walter                                  90
+
+  The Fisherman's Children                             92
+
+  Threading the Needle                                 97
+
+  The Butter Song                                     100
+
+  Our Pony                                            103
+
+  Nelly's Kitten                                      105
+
+  A Morning Ride                                      108
+
+  Perils of the Sea                                   112
+
+  In Honor of Rosa's Birthday                         114
+
+  Walter's Disappointment                             116
+
+  The Tide coming in                                  119
+
+  Letter to George                                    122
+
+  Peepy's Pet                                         124
+
+  The Aunt and the Niece                              129
+
+  Dreadfully cheated                                  132
+
+  A Bad Blow                                          135
+
+  Paul                                                137
+
+  Little Piggy                                        140
+
+  Camping Out                                         141
+
+  A Field-Day with the Geese                          144
+
+  Learn to think                                      147
+
+  Grandpa and the Mouse                               151
+
+  The Speckled Hen                                    154
+
+  Story of a Daisy                                    156
+
+  Clear the Coast                                     161
+
+  A Letter to Santa Claus                             165
+
+  The Boy and the Nuts                                166
+
+  Eddy's Thanksgiving                                 167
+
+  Benny's Arithmetic Lesson                           170
+
+  Grandpa's Boots                                     171
+
+  What Jessie Cortrell did                            173
+
+  The Balloon                                         178
+
+  The Starling and the Sparrows                       181
+
+  The Sprained Ankle                                  187
+
+
+IN VERSE.
+
+                                                    PAGE.
+
+  My Clothes-Pins                                       6
+
+  Mamma's Boy                                          11
+
+  The Birds and the Pond-Lily                          21
+
+  A Summer-Day (_with music_)                          32
+
+  Charley's Opinion                                    35
+
+  Song of the Brook                                    41
+
+  Bobolink                                             50
+
+  Dear Little Mary                                     53
+
+  Little Jack Homer (_with music_)                     64
+
+  Rose's Song                                          68
+
+  A Little Tease                                       75
+
+  Sleeping in the Sunshine                             78
+
+  Young Lazy-Bones (_with music_)                      96
+
+  The Singing Mouse                                   101
+
+  A Funny Little Grandma                              107
+
+  Old Trim                                            110
+
+  Our One-Year-Old                                    115
+
+  The Boasting Boy                                    117
+
+  Cakes and Pies                                      118
+
+  Sunrise                                             121
+
+  Song of the Monkey (_with music_)                   128
+
+  Summer's over                                       134
+
+  The Anvil Chorus                                    136
+
+  The Cat and the Book                                139
+
+  What Willy did                                      146
+
+  The Brothers that did not quarrel                   150
+
+  Home from the Woods                                 153
+
+  Winifred Waters (_with music_)                      160
+
+  Who is it?                                          164
+
+  The Acorns                                          175
+
+  Grandmother's Birthday                              176
+
+  What the Cat said to the Monkey                     180
+
+  The Tea-Party                                       185
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: LOOK OUT FOR THE ENGINE!]
+
+
+
+
+LOOK OUT FOR THE ENGINE!
+
+
+[Illustration: S]ALLY and Bob were making a bonfire in the woods. They
+had come to spend the whole day, and had brought their dinner in a
+basket; and Carlo, their little dog, kept watch of it while they
+gathered sticks and leaves.
+
+They soon had a large pile heaped up in the middle of the road which led
+through the forest. "For," said Bob, "we must make the fire where it
+won't do any mischief."
+
+When all was ready, Bob lighted a match, and tucked it under the leaves.
+Then, getting down on his knees, he puffed and blew with his mouth,
+until first there rose a tiny stream of smoke; then a little flame crept
+out; and, in a moment more, the pile was blazing merrily.
+
+The children got some large stones, and sat down on them to warm their
+hands; for Sally said her nose and fingers were so cold, she was sure
+Jack Frost must be somewhere around. They could not make Carlo come near
+the fire: he was afraid of it, it crackled and sputtered so. He liked
+better to lie under the bushes near the dinner-basket.
+
+"What a splendid bonfire!" said Bob.
+
+"Yes," said Sally; "but don't you wish we had some nice apples to roast
+in the coals?"
+
+Just as she said this, they heard the whistle of a locomotive away in
+the distance. "Look out for the engine!" shouted Bob, jumping up. "Let's
+run and see the cars go by."
+
+Away they ran down the road, to the edge of the woods, and climbed up on
+the fence. By leaning over, they could look far up the track, and watch
+the train come thundering down. First only a black speck was in sight;
+then the great lantern in front of the locomotive glittered in the sun;
+and soon the train was rushing by.
+
+Bob balanced himself on the top rail, and shouted, "Hurrah!" Sally
+screamed, "Good-by, good-by!" at the top of her voice; and Carlo
+bristled up his hair, and barked loudly, wondering all the time what
+this strange creature could be, which made such a racket, and ran faster
+than he could.
+
+The people in the cars heard the noise, and looked out to see where it
+came from. They saw a boy without his jacket perched on a fence, waving
+his hat; a little girl by his side, laughing so hard that she showed all
+her teeth; and a funny little yellow dog yelping with all his might:
+that was all. But they thought it a pretty picture, and opened the
+car-windows to wave their handkerchiefs.
+
+As the last car rushed by, a lady at one of the windows tossed out two
+rosy apples. Down jumped Bob and Sally to pick them up. The apples had
+fallen in some thick grass, and were not bruised at all. "Just what we
+wanted," said Sally; "but, oh, dear! I'm so tired with shouting, that I
+don't believe I can eat my apple." She did eat it, though, every bit of
+it, except the seeds.
+
+                                                  HENRY BALDWIN.
+
+
+
+
+HOW WILLY COAXED EDITH.
+
+
+THE children who had "The Nursery" last year will remember the story
+called "Kindness is better than Blows," where the bookseller with an
+apple coaxed the horse to draw a heavy load up the hill. Little Willy
+Gay looked at that picture very carefully, and soon made practical use
+of it, as I will tell you.
+
+Willy is very fond of playing horse, but has no brother to play with
+him. His sister Edith, three years old, does not like to play horse: she
+prefers to be with her dollies. Sometimes Willy gets cross, and scolds
+at her because she will not play horse as much as he wants her to.
+
+A few days ago I saw Willy coming up from the cellar with a large red
+apple in his hand; and soon after I heard the two children racing
+through the rooms, having a merry time; and Willy called out, "O mamma!
+I gave Edie an apple, and she _did_ play horse."
+
+You see, he had thought about that story, and made up his mind to try to
+coax little sister, as the man did the horse: he soon found that kind
+words and deeds were better than scolding.
+
+I hope he will not forget it very soon.
+
+                                                      L. W. GAY.
+
+
+
+
+WORKS OF ART FOR CHILDREN.
+
+
+I HAVE a little daughter who never returns from a walk in the woods
+without bringing a bunch of gay flowers. I have taught her to make of
+them many little works of art, which you may also like to learn, dear
+reader.
+
+Here is the first. Certainly there must grow in your neighborhood some
+larch or spruce trees. If we look sharp, we shall soon find on them a
+handsome half-open cone. In the small openings of this cone we stick
+delicate flowers and grasses which we find in the meadows and fields.
+
+When our nosegay is ready, we lay the cone with the flowers very
+carefully in a dish of water.
+
+After an hour, the cone is so closely shut, that the flowers are held as
+fast in its scales as if they had always grown there. This makes a very
+nice present.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+I will tell you how to make another pretty thing. You know what a burr
+is. Alas! it has often played you many a naughty trick,--woven itself
+provokingly into your clothes, or perhaps into your hair. I can teach
+you to make a better use of it.
+
+Pluck an apron full: lay them one against another so that they shall
+stick fast together, and make in this manner the bottom of a small
+basket of any shape you like,--round, square, or oval.
+
+Now build the burrs up around the edge to form the sides. When this is
+finished, make also the handle of burrs. A lovely little basket stands
+before you, which you can fill with flowers or berries from the fields,
+and carry home to your mother. Of course you know how to make wreaths
+and bouquets; but to make them tastefully is a true work of art, in
+which all children should try to become skilful.
+
+                                                ANNA LIVINGSTON.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+MY CLOTHES-PINS.
+
+
+        MY clothes-pins are but kitchen-folk,
+          Unpainted, wooden, small;
+        And for six days in every week
+          Are of no use at all.
+
+        But when a breezy Monday comes,
+          And all my clothes are out,
+        And want with every idle wind
+          To go and roam about,
+
+        Oh! if I had no clothes-pins then,
+          What would become of me,
+        When roving towels, mounting shirts,
+          I everywhere should see!
+
+        "I mean," a flapping sheet begins,
+          "To rise and soar away."
+        "We mean," the clothes-pins answer back,
+          "You on this line shall stay."
+
+        "Oh, let me!" pleads a handkerchief,
+          "Across the garden fly."
+        "Not while I've power to keep you here,"
+          A clothes-pin makes reply.
+
+        So, fearlessly I hear the wind
+          Across the clothes-yard pass,
+        And shed the apple-blossoms down
+          Upon the flowering grass.
+
+        The clothes may dance upon the line,
+          And flutter to and fro:
+        My faithful clothes-pins hold them fast,
+          And will not let them go.
+
+        My clothes-pins are but kitchen-folk,
+          Unpainted, wooden, small;
+        And for six days in every week
+          Are of no use at all.
+
+        But still, in every listening ear,
+          Their praises I will tell;
+        For all that they profess to do
+          They do, and do it well.
+
+                                                 MARIAN DOUGLAS.
+
+
+
+
+KIT MIDGE.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+KIT MIDGE was thought in the family to be a wonderful little cat. She
+enjoyed sitting in the sunshine; she liked to feast upon the dainty
+little mice; and, oh, dear me! now and then, she liked to catch a bird!
+
+This was very naughty, of course; but the best trained cats have their
+faults. One morning Kit ate her breakfast with great relish, washed her
+face and paws, smoothed down her fur coat, and went into the parlor to
+take a nap in the big arm-chair.
+
+The sun shone full in her face; and she blinked and purred and felt very
+good-natured; for, only the night before, she had caught her first rat,
+and for such a valiant deed had been praised and petted to her heart's
+content.
+
+Well, Kit Midge fell asleep in the chair, with one little pink ear
+turned back, that she might wake easily, and a black tail curled round
+her paws. By and by one eye opened; and, peeping out, she saw her
+mistress walking across the room with a dear little yellow-bird in her
+hand, which she placed on a plant that stood on the top shelf of the
+plant-stand.
+
+Now, Midge had looked with longing eyes for weeks upon a lovely canary,
+which sang on its perch far out of her reach; and I suppose she thought
+this was the same bird among the green leaves.
+
+But she was a wise little cat: so she slept on, with both eyes open,
+until her mistress had left the room. Then Kitty came down from the
+chair, and, creeping softly to the stand, made a spring, and seized
+birdie between her teeth. Then, jumping down, she dropped the bird on
+the carpet, smelled it, looked ashamed, and sneaked away.
+
+It was only a stuffed bird; and when her mistress, who had been peeping
+in at the door all the time, said, laughing, "O Kit Midge, I am
+perfectly ashamed of you!" Kitty just ran out of the room, and did not
+show herself the rest of the day.
+
+Kit Midge was never known to catch a bird after that.
+
+                                                      AUNTY MAY.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+HETTIE'S CHICKEN.
+
+
+WHAT can be prettier than a brood of chickens with a good motherly hen,
+like the one in this picture! See how the little chicks nestle and play
+about their mother! and see what a watchful eye she has over them! But
+some chickens do not have such kind mothers, as you shall hear.
+
+There was a little black one in our yard this spring, which none of the
+mother-hens would own. They would peck at it, and drive it away, till it
+was almost starved. Aunt Jennie told our little Hettie that she might
+have it for her own, if she would take care of it.
+
+So Hettie put the chicken in a cage, with some wool to cover it, and fed
+it several times every day, till it came to know her. When it was let
+out of the cage, it would follow her about wherever she went.
+
+One night Hettie went to bed, and forgot to put her pet in its cage.
+What do you think it did? It just flew up on her pillow; and there it
+sat with its head tucked under its wing.
+
+Hettie named it Posey, and called it her daughter.
+
+"What will you be, some day, when Posey lays eggs, and brings out a
+brood of little chickens?" asked mamma one day.
+
+That was a new idea to Hettie; and it puzzled her little brain for a
+minute: then she laughed out, "Shall I be their grandmother?"
+
+Papa looked up from his paper to see what amused his little girl so
+much; and, when she had told him, he said he would have a pair of
+spectacles ready for her; and mamma said she would make her a cap; and
+Hettie said her little arm-chair would be very nice for a grandmother's
+chair.
+
+"What will you do as you sit in your chair?" said mamma.
+
+"Let me think," replied Hettie. "Why, my grandma is always knitting
+mittens and socks and hoods for us; and I must learn to knit, so I can
+knit some for my grandchildren."
+
+Mamma said she would teach her, and they would begin that very day.
+
+And now, wouldn't you like to see our little Hettie with her roguish
+eyes peeping over spectacles, and her sunny curls straying from her cap,
+and her chubby little hands knitting mittens, and all in that little
+arm-chair?
+
+                                                       AUNT AMY.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+MAMMA'S BOY.
+
+
+        "BABY, climbing on my knee,
+        Come and talk a while to me.
+        We have trotted up and down.
+        Playing horse, all over town.
+        Whose sweet darling are you, dear?
+        Whisper close to mamma's ear:
+        Tell me quickly, for you can."
+        "I'm mamma's boy, but papa's man!"
+
+        "Why, you've many miles to go
+        Ere you'll be a man, you know.
+        You are mamma's own delight;
+        You are mamma's diamond bright;
+        Rose and lily, pearl and star,
+        Love and dove,--all these you are."
+        "No!" the little tongue began:
+        "I'm mamma's boy, but papa's man!"
+
+                                                  GEORGE COOPER.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+A SCHOOL-BOY'S STORY.
+
+
+JOHN TUBBS was one day doing his sums, when little Sam Jones pushed
+against him; and down went the slate with a horrid clatter. "Take care
+of the pieces!" said the boys, laughing. But Mr. Brill, the master,
+thought it no laughing matter, and, believing it to be John Tubbs's
+fault, told him that he should pay for the slate, and have his play
+stopped for a week.
+
+John said nothing. He did not wish to get little Sam into trouble: so he
+bore the blame quietly. John's mother was by no means pleased at having
+to pay for the slate, as she was a poor woman, and had to provide for
+several other little Tubbses besides John.
+
+"I tell you what it is, John," said she, "you must learn to be more
+careful. I shall not give you any milk for your breakfast all the week;
+and by this I shall save money for the slate, which it is right you
+should pay for."
+
+Poor John ate his bread with water instead of milk: but somehow he was
+not unhappy, for he felt that he had done a kindness to little Sam
+Jones; and the satisfaction of having rendered a service to another
+always brings happiness.
+
+A few days after, Mr. Jones came to the school, and spoke to Mr. Brill
+about the matter; for little Sam had told his father and mother all
+about it. Sam was a timid boy; but he could not bear to see John Tubbs
+kept in for no fault, while the other boys were at play.
+
+"What!" said the master, "and has John Tubbs borne all the blame without
+saying a word?--Come here, John."
+
+"What's the matter now?" said John to himself. "Something else, I
+suppose. Well, never mind, so that poor little Sam Jones has got out of
+his little scrape."
+
+"Now, boys," said Mr. Brill, "here's John Tubbs. Look at him!" And the
+boys did look at him as a criminal; and John looked very much like a
+criminal, and began to think that he must be a bad sort of fellow to be
+called up in this way by his master.
+
+Then Mr. Brill, the master, told the boys all about the broken
+slate,--that John did not break it, but bore all the blame to save Sam
+Jones from trouble, and had gone without his milk and play without a
+murmur. The good schoolmaster said that such conduct was above all
+praise; and, when he had done speaking, the boys burst out into a cheer.
+Such a loud hurrah! it made the school-walls ring again. Then they took
+John on their shoulders, and carried him in triumph round the
+playground.
+
+And what did John say to all this? He only said, "There, that'll do. If
+you don't mind, you'll throw a fellow down."
+
+                                                           T. C.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+CLARENCE AT THE MENAGERIE.
+
+
+ON the first day of May, Barnum's menagerie came to our town; and
+Clarence went with his papa to see the animals. He enjoyed looking at
+them all; but most of all he liked the monkeys and the elephants.
+
+He fed the monkeys with candy, and laughed to see them hang by their
+tails while they took it from his hand. They ate all the candy he would
+give them, and did it in a very funny way.
+
+Clarence's papa said the candy had better be eaten by monkeys than by
+boys; but I doubt whether Clarence was of that opinion.
+
+Clarence was afraid of the great elephant when his papa first took him
+near it, and hung back when they came within reach of its trunk.
+
+"Why are you afraid of the elephant, Clarence?" asked his papa. "I'm
+afraid he will _trunk_ me," said Clarence.
+
+But he soon got over his fear, and was so busy feeding the elephant,
+that his papa had to coax him away.
+
+On their way home, Clarence's papa told the little boy some stories
+about elephants. Here is one of them:--
+
+        A famous elephant, called Jack, was once
+        travelling with his keeper from Margate to
+        Canterbury in England, when they came to a
+        toll-bar. Jack's keeper offered the right toll,
+        but the toll-bar man would not take it. He
+        wanted to make them pay more than was right. So
+        he kept the gate shut. On this the keeper went
+        through the little foot-gate to the other side
+        of the bar, calling out, "Come on, Jack!" and
+        at once the elephant applied his trunk to the
+        rails of the gate, lifted it from its hinges,
+        and dashed it to the ground. He then went on
+        his way, while the toll-bar man stood petrified
+        to see what a mistake he had made in demanding
+        an unjust toll from an elephant.
+
+"Now, Clarence," said his papa, "I suppose you would say that the
+elephant 'trunked' the toll-gate, and so he did; but, you see, it was
+because he did not choose to be imposed upon."
+
+                                                CLARENCE'S PAPA.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+"TOUCH MY CHICKS IF YOU DARE!"
+
+
+THAT is what the old hen must have said to our little pup Bravo, who,
+being three months old, thought he was a match for any chicken or hen in
+the whole barnyard. He made up his mind that he would first try his
+courage on a little yellow chick named Downy, who was just three days
+old, and who had strayed away from his mother's wing to pick up a crumb.
+
+So with a fearful growl, and a bark that might have frightened a lion,
+Bravo made a leap and a spring after poor little Downy. But Downy was
+too intent on his crumb of bread to take much notice of the enemy; and
+then Bravo, like a prudent general, stopped short, and tried his
+artillery before approaching any nearer. In other words, he began to
+bark in such a terrible manner, that any reasonable person would have
+shown his respect by running away.
+
+But Downy was too young to reason, or show respect. Bravo, though as
+valiant as Julius Cæsar, was, at the same time, as cautious and careful
+as Fabius; and, if you do not know who Fabius was, I must tell you. He
+was a Roman general who was very famous for his ability in retreating,
+and getting out of an enemy's way.
+
+Bravo thought to himself, "It holds to reason, since that little chick
+isn't afraid of such a powerful dog as I am, that there must be help
+near at hand." And, sure enough, hardly had Bravo thought this, when
+from behind some rushes ran out an old hen, followed by four, five, six
+chickens; and the old hen, with her feathers all ruffled, went right at
+Bravo, while the chicks stood behind sharpening their bills, and getting
+ready to join in the battle with their mother.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Although the most courageous of dogs, it could not be expected that
+Bravo would be so foolhardy as to make a stand against such odds. He
+paused a moment, with his mouth open, as the terrible old hen came at
+him; and then, seeing that the tide of battle was against him, he ran
+off as fast as he could to his master's door-step. But, though defeated,
+he showed his spirit by keeping up a frightful barking. The old hen and
+her chicks, however, were so stupid that they did not mind it much.
+
+Indeed, the old hen, with her family, came up so near to the door-step,
+that Bravo was obliged to make a second retreat. This he did with such
+success and good general-ship, that he escaped unhurt. Thus ended
+Bravo's first battle; and I think you will agree with me, that many a
+general with epaulets would not have done any better.
+
+                                                  UNCLE CHARLES.
+
+
+
+
+THE CATCHER CAUGHT.
+
+
+_First Sparrow_ (the one standing with both wings spread).--Oh, look
+here! Come all. See what has happened! Here is old Scratch-claw with his
+tail caught fast in the door.
+
+_Second Sparrow._--Where is he? Let me see. Oh, isn't this jolly!
+Halloo, Sparrows! Come and see. Come one, come all.
+
+_Third Sparrow._--That's the rascal that killed and ate three of my
+little ones.
+
+_Fourth Sparrow._--He came near catching me, the other day. Didn't he
+spit viciously when he saw me get out of his way?
+
+_Fifth Sparrow_ (the one on the ground).--How are you, old Sneezer? How
+are your folks? Don't you find yourself comfortable?
+
+[Illustration]
+
+_Pussy._--Siss-ss-siss-ss! Mee-ow? mee-ow!
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--Oh! wouldn't you like to, though? Spit away, old
+fellow! It's music to us sparrows.
+
+_Sixth Sparrow._--You are the brute that killed my dear little
+Spotted-wing.
+
+_Seventh Sparrow._--He also murdered my precious little Twitterwit.
+
+_Eighth Sparrow._--He is a bad fellow; and it is not surprising he has
+come to grief.
+
+_Ninth Sparrow._--Pull away, old boy! Sha'n't we come and help you? I
+love you so, I would like a lock of your hair.
+
+_Tenth Sparrow_ (the one on the lowest bough).--Children, hush! It is
+not good sparrow morality to jeer at an enemy in affliction,--even a
+cat.
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--O grandfather, you shut up your bill! Just you go
+within reach of his claws, and see what cat-gratitude is.
+
+_Tenth Sparrow._--My children, we must not exult over the pains even of
+an enemy. A cat has feelings.
+
+_Pussy._--Siss-hiss-hoo! Mee-ow! Fitt! Fitt!
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--What a lovely voice!
+
+_Sixth Sparrow._--The expression of his face, too, how charming!
+
+_Tenth Sparrow._--Fly back, all of you, to your bushes and trees; for
+here comes a little boy who will see that Pussy is rescued.
+
+_First Sparrow._--Well, I wouldn't have missed this spectacle for a good
+deal.
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--It is better than Barnum's exhibition any day.
+
+_First Sparrow._--Yes, and it costs us nothing.
+
+_Tenth Sparrow._--There! Fly away, all of you! Fly away! You have said
+enough. I am ashamed of you all. You ought to know better than to be
+revengful. You are quite as bad as boys and men.
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--Grandfather is getting to be abusive. Let us fly off.
+Good-by, Pussy! Pull away!
+
+                                                  ALFRED SELWYN.
+
+
+
+
+THE BIRDS AND THE POND-LILY.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+        FOUR little birds came out to greet
+        The first pond-lily, so fair and sweet,
+        The first that opened its petals white
+        To the wooing breeze and the golden light.
+        They flew around, then sat on the tree,
+        And sang, "You are sweet as sweet can be:
+        O dear Pond-lily! we do not jest:
+        Now, which of us all do you love best?"
+        Pond-lily spoke not, but, instead,
+        Dipped in the water her beautiful head,
+        As much as to say, "I'm well content
+        In this my own pure element."
+        The birds they sang in their very best style,
+        But got no answer, not even a smile;
+        For Pond-lily knew it was safest and best
+        To keep where she was, on the wave's cool breast,
+        And never to listen to flattering words
+        From idle suitors and wandering birds.
+
+                                                   EMILY CARTER.
+
+
+
+
+EDWIN'S DOVES.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+EDWIN has two doves. They were given to him by his uncle. He has a nice
+little house for them. There are two doors in it, where they go in and
+out. In front of the doors there is a shelf, on which they perch.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The doves are free to go where they please; but they always come home at
+night. They are quite tame. Sometimes they fly up to Edwin's window, and
+light on the sill. They tap on the pane to let him know they are
+hungry.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Then he opens the window, and feeds them. He gives them corn, crumbs of
+bread, and sometimes oats. They like the corn best. One of them is
+rather apt to be greedy; and both get so much to eat that they are very
+plump and fat.
+
+Here are the doves looking at the turkeys. They do not know what to make
+of such birds.
+
+                                                        W. O. C.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE LITTLE FORTUNE-SEEKERS.
+
+
+YOUNG as Alan was, he had heard from his uncle Paul many a story about
+people seeking their fortune: so, one fine summer day, he set off with
+his brother Owen and his sister Amy a-fortune-seeking. Alan carried a
+stick; and Amy had a little basket on her arm.
+
+Alan led the way, telling Owen and Amy to keep close to him, and to fear
+nothing. As they passed by Lakin's pond, a duck gave a loud quack; when
+they came to the great ash-tree, a bee buzzed by them: but neither the
+quacking nor the buzzing frightened the bold Alan; and on he went,
+holding up his stick.
+
+They had almost reached the sawyer's cottage, when a black animal ran
+out towards them. Alan asked if he should attack the tiger? Owen would
+have it that it was only a puppy dog: but Alan said that did not matter;
+for it had four legs and a head and a tail, and so had a tiger. Owen
+thought he had better let it alone; and Amy tamed the tiger at once by
+giving it a bit of bread from her basket.
+
+Suddenly they came to a spot where five or six geese and a few goslings
+were waddling about. The gander came towards them, stretching out his
+neck, and hissing loudly. Owen and Amy ran back, followed by Alan, who
+told them, that, if he had hit the gander with his stick, he would have
+frightened the goslings.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+As there was a stile near, leading into a field, they all got over the
+stile, and thus passed the geese.
+
+"I wonder how that gander would like it," said Alan, "if I were to turn
+back, and lay hold of him by his long neck, and shake him?" Amy begged
+of him by no means to think of such a thing; and so Alan told her that
+he would not. Little did the gander know of his narrow escape!
+
+Ah, me! what perils await those who go on their travels to seek their
+fortunes! A little brook was now before them; and Alan said, "This river
+must be crossed, and I hope that none of us will be carried away by the
+current. What we shall do if an Indian springs from behind the bushes,
+or a crocodile comes out of the sedge, I don't know. Here is the
+narrowest part of the river. I will lay my stick across it; and, if we
+make believe very much, it will do for a bridge."
+
+"But I can't walk along your stick," said Amy. "Never mind that," said
+Alan: "a bridge is a bridge, whether we walk along it or not." So Alan
+laid his stick across the narrow part, and then jumped over the brook,
+followed by Owen and Amy. No Indian sprang from the bush, no crocodile
+came out of the sedge; and the river was crossed without one of them
+being drowned.
+
+All at once it came into Alan's head that Uncle Paul had once been
+attacked by a wolf, and that they ought to have an adventure of the same
+kind: he therefore asked Owen if he would consent to be eaten up by a
+wolf. Owen said he did not like it: he thought Alan ought to be eaten,
+for he was the biggest. Alan said that would never do; for then there
+would be nobody to care for him and Amy.
+
+But, besides this difficulty, there was another: they had no wolf; and,
+where to get one, they did not know. At last it was settled. Owen was to
+be the wolf, and to spring on Amy; but before he had eaten her up, or
+even so much as snapped off her little finger, Alan was to rush upon him
+with his stick, and drive him back into the woods.
+
+Amy was now left alone, that Owen might get behind one bush, and Alan
+behind another. No sooner was this done, than, with her basket on her
+arm, she went on her journey.
+
+And now Amy was almost come to the bush behind which Owen was crouching.
+For a moment she made a stop, as though she hardly durst go by; but at
+last she went on. Suddenly the wolf leaped out, and caught hold of her.
+
+What was poor Amy to do? Well was it for her that Alan happened to come
+up. Many people are frightened at wolves; but Alan did not seem
+frightened at all.
+
+It was a hard struggle; for the wolf pulled poor Amy one way, and Alan
+pulled her the other; but at length Alan won the day. "Shall I kill the
+wolf, Amy?" cried he, lifting up his stick. "No, no!" cried Amy: "he has
+not hurt me a bit. He is not a real wolf, but only my brother Owen."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The affair of the wolf having passed off so well, Alan began to bethink
+himself of other adventures. So much had he heard from Uncle Paul about
+Indians, that his heart was set on going among them.
+
+Both Owen and Amy wondered where he would find the Indians; but Alan
+said, "That thicket yonder is quite as likely a place to find them in as
+any that I know."
+
+"We have not seen one yet," said Owen. "No," replied Alan: "Indians
+always get behind the trees." This made Owen and Amy look about them, as
+if they feared every tree had an Indian behind it.
+
+Alan set off for the thicket, while Owen and Amy sat down to talk over
+their travels; but it was not long before Alan again joined them.
+Whether the Indians were absent on some expedition, or whatever else
+might be the cause, certain it was that Alan had found no Indians. He
+had, however, torn the leg of one of his stockings: so he asked Amy to
+bind up his wounds.
+
+"But you have not hurt your leg," said Amy: "you have only torn a hole
+in your stocking."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Never mind that!" replied Alan. "We are out on our travels, seeking our
+fortunes, and must make the most of every thing. Bind up my wounded
+leg."
+
+Little Amy tied up his leg with his handkerchief; and, considering that
+she had never bound up a wound before, it did her great credit.
+
+It is due to Alan to say that the misfortune of his wounded leg by no
+means cooled his courage. "What is the use," said he, "of complaining?
+Those who go to seek their fortunes must learn to bear pain."
+
+One of Alan's plans was to find a treasure; and, as they had neither
+spade nor pickaxe with them to dig for gold, he thought the best way
+would be for them to find a bag of money. Amy said, if they found a bag
+of money, she should like to take Dolly some. This being generously
+agreed to by Alan and Owen, they proceeded with their plan.
+
+Alan took Amy's handkerchief, and tied up some grass in it. He then told
+Owen to go on a little way and drop it; and this Owen did. "Hi!" cried
+Alan, when he came up to the spot: "what have we here? Who would have
+thought that a merchant would have dropped a bag of money in such a
+place as this?"
+
+All at once Owen and Amy bethought themselves that they had no right to
+the gold, as it belonged to the merchant who had lost it; but Alan met
+this objection by saying that they could easily inquire for the merchant
+as they went along, and give up the money if they found him. Thus
+pacified, Owen and Amy allowed Alan to lift the heavy bag of money into
+the basket: this he seemed to do with great difficulty.
+
+But how was the basket to be carried with so heavy a weight in it? Said
+Alan, "Where there is a will, there is a way." A stick was procured, and
+passed through the handle of the basket, one end of it resting on Owen's
+shoulder, and the other end on the shoulder of Amy.
+
+Alan with his leg tied up, leaning on his stick for support, hobbled
+onward; and Owen and Amy appeared to toil with might and main, bending
+under their load.
+
+They had almost come to the turn by the birch-trees, when suddenly Dash,
+their own favorite dog, came barking joyfully towards them. At that very
+moment their parents were waiting for them with the pony-chaise at the
+end of the lane.
+
+No sooner did our little fortune-seekers set eyes on the pony-chaise
+than off they set in a scamper, strangely forgetful of what had passed.
+It was wonderful to see how nimble Alan was in spite of his wounded leg;
+and with what ease Owen and Amy ran along with that heavy load of gold,
+which before had well-nigh weighed them down to the ground.
+
+
+
+
+THE LITTLE STEPMOTHER.
+
+
+THE little stepmother, with her blue eyes and rosy cheeks, sat in the
+yard, surrounded by her pets, and busily paring some apples.
+
+From heaven blew the morning wind, and greeted the lovely child: "Little
+stepmother, I will by thee remain: I will make the time pass merrily for
+thee, and cool thy red cheeks. Dost thou not hear?"
+
+A sparrow sat before her on the bench, and twittered: "This is _my_
+place; my stomach is empty. Little stepmother, I am very hungry. I beg
+thee to give me some breakfast. Dost thou not hear?"
+
+The dove swelled with anger, and said, "Go away, thou vagabond, thou
+beggar sparrow, thou glutton!--Little stepmother, I politely ask thee
+only for a sip of water. Dost thou not hear?"
+
+The cat sat lost in thought, opening and shutting her eyes. "Little
+stepmother," said the cat, "my stomach, too, is empty. Go thou for some
+meat, or else look out that no harm comes to thy dear birds in the yard.
+Dost thou not hear?"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The little stepmother laughed, and said, "Be not so impatient! I must
+first make a dish of apple-sauce for the seven and seventy guests who
+are coming to my wedding-feast. When they are all assembled, then shall
+the morning wind play for the dance. You, beloved birds, shall be my
+bridesmaids, and the cat shall be the bride's father."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: Music]
+
+
+A SUMMER DAY.
+
+Words by GEO. COOPER.
+
+Music by T. CRAMPTON.
+
+        VOICE
+        AND
+        PIANO.
+
+        1.
+        This is the way the morning dawns;
+          Rosy tints on flowers and trees,
+          Winds that wake the birds and bees,
+        Dewdrops on the fields and lawns,--
+        This is the way the morning dawns.
+
+        2.
+        This is the way the sun comes up:
+          Gold on brooks and glossy leaves,
+          Mist that melts above the sheaves,
+        Vine and rose and buttercup,--
+        This is the way the sun comes up.
+
+        3.
+        This is the way the birdie sings:
+          "Baby birdies in the nest,
+          You I surely love the best;
+        Over you I fold my wings,"--
+        This is the way the birdie sings.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Transcriber's Note:
+
+Obvious punctuation errors repaired.
+
+This issue was part of an omnibus. The original table of contents
+covered the entire second half of 1873. The remaining text of the table
+of contents can be found in the rest of the year's issues.
+
+
+
+
+
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+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_i" id="Page_i">[i]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+<h3>THE</h3>
+
+<h1>NURSERY</h1>
+
+<h2><i>A Monthly Magazine</i></h2>
+
+<h2><span class="smcap">For Youngest Readers.</span></h2>
+
+<div class='center'>VOLUME XIV.<br />
+
+<br /><br />
+BOSTON:<br />
+JOHN L. SHOREY, No. 36, BROMFIELD STREET.<br />
+1873.<br />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_ii" id="Page_ii">[ii]</a></span></p>
+
+
+<div class='center'>
+<small>Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by</small><br />
+<small> JOHN L. SHOREY,</small><br />
+<small>In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington.</small><br />
+<br />
+<br />
+<br />
+<br />
+<br />
+<span class="smcap"><small>Boston:</small></span><br />
+<small><span class="smcap">Stereotyped and Printed by Rand, Avery, &amp; Co.</span></small><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_iii" id="Page_iii">[iii]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/contents.png" width="400" height="208" alt="Contents" title="Contents" />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Contents">
+<tr><td align='center' colspan='2'>IN PROSE.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='center'><small>PAGE.</small></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Look out for the Engine</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_1">1</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>How Willy coaxed Edith</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_3">3</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Works of Art for Children</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_4">4</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Kit Midge</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_8">8</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Hettie's Chickens</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_10">10</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>A Schoolboy's Story</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_12">12</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Clarence at the Menagerie</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_14">14</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Touch my Chicks if you dare</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_16">16</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>The Catcher caught</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_18">18</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Edwin's Doves</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_22">22</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>The Little Fortune-Seekers</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_24">24</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>The Little Stepmother</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_30">30</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='center' colspan='2'><br />IN VERSE.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>&nbsp;</td><td align='center'><small>PAGE.</small></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>My Clothes-Pins</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_6">6</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Mamma's Boy</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_11">11</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>The Birds and the Pond-Lily</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_21">21</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>A Summer-Day (<i>with music</i>)</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_32">32</a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus004.png" width="200" height="105" alt="Decoration" title="Decoration" />
+</div><div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[1]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 282px;">
+<img src="images/illus005.png" width="282" height="400" alt="LOOK OUT FOR THE ENGINE!" title="LOOK OUT FOR THE ENGINE!" />
+<span class="caption">LOOK OUT FOR THE ENGINE!</span>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[2]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<h2>LOOK OUT FOR THE ENGINE!</h2>
+
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 186px;">
+<img src="images/s.png" width="186" height="200" alt="S" title="S" />
+</div><div class='unindent'>ALLY and Bob were making a bonfire in the
+woods. They had come to spend the whole
+day, and had brought their dinner in a basket;
+and Carlo, their little dog, kept watch of it
+while they gathered sticks and leaves.</div>
+
+<p>They soon had a large pile heaped up in the middle of
+the road which led through the forest. "For," said Bob,
+"we must make the fire where it won't do any mischief."</p>
+
+<p>When all was ready, Bob lighted a match, and tucked it
+under the leaves. Then, getting down on his knees, he
+puffed and blew with his mouth, until first there rose a tiny
+stream of smoke; then a little flame crept out; and, in a
+moment more, the pile was blazing merrily.</p>
+
+<p>The children got some large stones, and sat down on them
+to warm their hands; for Sally said her nose and fingers were
+so cold, she was sure Jack Frost must be somewhere around.
+They could not make Carlo come near the fire: he was
+afraid of it, it crackled and sputtered so. He liked better
+to lie under the bushes near the dinner-basket.</p>
+
+<p>"What a splendid bonfire!" said Bob.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes," said Sally; "but don't you wish we had some nice
+apples to roast in the coals?"</p>
+
+<p>Just as she said this, they heard the whistle of a locomotive
+away in the distance. "Look out for the engine!"
+shouted Bob, jumping up. "Let's run and see the cars go
+by."</p>
+
+<p>Away they ran down the road, to the edge of the woods,
+and climbed up on the fence. By leaning over, they could
+look far up the track, and watch the train come thundering
+down. First only a black speck was in sight; then the great<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[3]</a></span>
+lantern in front of the locomotive glittered in the sun; and
+soon the train was rushing by.</p>
+
+<p>Bob balanced himself on the top rail, and shouted, "Hurrah!"
+Sally screamed, "Good-by, good-by!" at the top
+of her voice; and Carlo bristled up his hair, and barked loudly,
+wondering all the time what this strange creature could
+be, which made such a racket, and ran faster than he could.</p>
+
+<p>The people in the cars heard the noise, and looked out to
+see where it came from. They saw a boy without his jacket
+perched on a fence, waving his hat; a little girl by his side,
+laughing so hard that she showed all her teeth; and a funny
+little yellow dog yelping with all his might: that was all.
+But they thought it a pretty picture, and opened the car-windows
+to wave their handkerchiefs.</p>
+
+<p>As the last car rushed by, a lady at one of the windows
+tossed out two rosy apples. Down jumped Bob and Sally
+to pick them up. The apples had fallen in some thick grass,
+and were not bruised at all. "Just what we wanted," said
+Sally; "but, oh, dear! I'm so tired with shouting, that I
+don't believe I can eat my apple." She did eat it, though,
+every bit of it, except the seeds.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Henry Baldwin.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<h2>HOW WILLY COAXED EDITH.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> children who had "The Nursery" last year will remember
+the story called "Kindness is better than Blows,"
+where the bookseller with an apple coaxed the horse to draw
+a heavy load up the hill. Little Willy Gay looked at that
+picture very carefully, and soon made practical use of it, as
+I will tell you.</p>
+
+<p>Willy is very fond of playing horse, but has no brother to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[4]</a></span>
+play with him. His sister Edith, three years old, does not
+like to play horse: she prefers to be with her dollies. Sometimes
+Willy gets cross, and scolds at her because she will not
+play horse as much as he wants her to.</p>
+
+<p>A few days ago I saw Willy coming up from the cellar
+with a large red apple in his hand; and soon after I heard
+the two children racing through the rooms, having a merry
+time; and Willy called out, "O mamma! I gave Edie an
+apple, and she <i>did</i> play horse."</p>
+
+<p>You see, he had thought about that story, and made up
+his mind to try to coax little sister, as the man did the horse:
+he soon found that kind words and deeds were better than
+scolding.</p>
+
+<p>I hope he will not forget it very soon.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">L. W. Gay.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<h2>WORKS OF ART FOR CHILDREN.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">I have</span> a little daughter who never returns from a walk in
+the woods without bringing a bunch of gay flowers. I have
+taught her to make of them many little works of art, which
+you may also like to learn, dear reader.</p>
+
+<p>Here is the first. Certainly there must grow in your
+neighborhood some larch or spruce trees. If we look sharp,
+we shall soon find on them a handsome half-open cone. In
+the small openings of this cone we stick delicate flowers and
+grasses which we find in the meadows and fields.</p>
+
+<p>When our nosegay is ready, we lay the cone with the
+flowers very carefully in a dish of water.</p>
+
+<p>After an hour, the cone is so closely shut, that the flowers
+are held as fast in its scales as if they had always grown
+there. This makes a very nice present.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus009.png" width="277" height="232" alt="Making nosegays" title="Making nosegays" />
+</div>
+
+<p>I will tell you how to make another pretty thing. You
+know what a burr is. Alas! it has often played you many a
+naughty trick,&mdash;woven itself provokingly into your clothes,
+or perhaps into your hair. I can teach you to make a better
+use of it.</p>
+
+<p>Pluck an apron full: lay them one against another so that
+they shall stick fast together, and make in this manner the
+bottom of a small basket of any shape you like,&mdash;round,
+square, or oval.</p>
+
+<p>Now build the burrs up around the edge to form the
+sides. When this is finished, make also the handle of
+burrs. A lovely little basket stands before you, which you
+can fill with flowers or berries from the fields, and carry
+home to your mother. Of course you know how to make
+wreaths and bouquets; but to make them tastefully is a
+true work of art, in which all children should try to become
+skilful.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Anna Livingston.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus010.png" width="277" height="218" alt="My Clothes-pins" title="My Clothes-pins" />
+</div><h2>MY CLOTHES-PINS.</h2>
+
+
+<div class='poem'>
+<span class="smcap">My</span> clothes-pins are but kitchen-folk,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Unpainted, wooden, small;</span><br />
+And for six days in every week<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Are of no use at all.</span><br />
+<br />
+But when a breezy Monday comes,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And all my clothes are out,</span><br />
+And want with every idle wind<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">To go and roam about,</span><br />
+<br />
+Oh! if I had no clothes-pins then,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">What would become of me,</span><br />
+When roving towels, mounting shirts,<br />
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">I everywhere should see!</span><br />
+<br />
+"I mean," a flapping sheet begins,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">"To rise and soar away."</span><br />
+"We mean," the clothes-pins answer back,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">"You on this line shall stay."</span><br />
+<br />
+"Oh, let me!" pleads a handkerchief,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">"Across the garden fly."</span><br />
+"Not while I've power to keep you here,"<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">A clothes-pin makes reply.</span><br />
+<br />
+So, fearlessly I hear the wind<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Across the clothes-yard pass,</span><br />
+And shed the apple-blossoms down<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon the flowering grass.</span><br />
+<br />
+The clothes may dance upon the line,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And flutter to and fro:</span><br />
+My faithful clothes-pins hold them fast,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And will not let them go.</span><br />
+<br />
+My clothes-pins are but kitchen-folk,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Unpainted, wooden, small;</span><br />
+And for six days in every week<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Are of no use at all.</span><br />
+<br />
+But still, in every listening ear,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Their praises I will tell;</span><br />
+For all that they profess to do<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">They do, and do it well.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Marian Douglas.</span><br />
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a></span></div>
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<h2>KIT MIDGE.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus012.png" width="200" height="137" alt="Kit" title="Kit" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Kit Midge</span> was thought in
+the family to be a wonderful
+little cat. She enjoyed sitting
+in the sunshine; she liked
+to feast upon the dainty little
+mice; and, oh, dear me!
+now and then, she liked to
+catch a bird!</p>
+
+<p>This was very naughty, of course; but the best trained
+cats have their faults. One morning Kit ate her breakfast
+with great relish, washed her face and paws, smoothed down
+her fur coat, and went into the parlor to take a nap in the
+big arm-chair.</p>
+
+<p>The sun shone full in her face; and she blinked and purred
+and felt very good-natured; for, only the night before, she
+had caught her first rat, and for such a valiant deed had
+been praised and petted to her heart's content.</p>
+
+<p>Well, Kit Midge fell asleep in the chair, with one little
+pink ear turned back, that she might wake easily, and a
+black tail curled round her paws. By and by one eye
+opened; and, peeping out, she saw her mistress walking
+across the room with a dear little yellow-bird in her hand,
+which she placed on a plant that stood on the top shelf of
+the plant-stand.</p>
+
+<p>Now, Midge had looked with longing eyes for weeks upon
+a lovely canary, which sang on its perch far out of her reach;
+and I suppose she thought this was the same bird among the
+green leaves.</p>
+
+<p>But she was a wise little cat: so she slept on, with both
+eyes open, until her mistress had left the room. Then Kitty<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span>
+came down from the chair, and, creeping softly to the stand,
+made a spring, and seized birdie between her teeth. Then,
+jumping down, she dropped the bird on the carpet, smelled
+it, looked ashamed, and sneaked away.</p>
+
+<p>It was only a stuffed bird; and when her mistress, who had
+been peeping in at the door all the time, said, laughing,
+"O Kit Midge, I am perfectly ashamed of you!" Kitty
+just ran out of the room, and did not show herself the rest
+of the day.</p>
+
+<p>Kit Midge was never known to catch a bird after that.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Aunty May.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div><div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus013.png" width="277" height="209" alt="Hettie&#39;s Chickens" title="Hettie&#39;s Chickens" />
+</div>
+<h2>HETTIE'S CHICKEN.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">What</span> can be prettier than a brood of chickens with a
+good motherly hen, like the one in this picture! See how
+the little chicks nestle and play about their mother! and see
+what a watchful eye she has over them! But some chickens
+do not have such kind mothers, as you shall hear.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>There was a little black one in our yard this spring, which
+none of the mother-hens would own. They would peck at
+it, and drive it away, till it was almost starved. Aunt Jennie
+told our little Hettie that she might have it for her own,
+if she would take care of it.</p>
+
+<p>So Hettie put the chicken in a cage, with some wool to
+cover it, and fed it several times every day, till it came to
+know her. When it was let out of the cage, it would follow
+her about wherever she went.</p>
+
+<p>One night Hettie went to bed, and forgot to put her pet in
+its cage. What do you think it did? It just flew up on her
+pillow; and there it sat with its head tucked under its wing.</p>
+
+<p>Hettie named it Posey, and called it her daughter.</p>
+
+<p>"What will you be, some day, when Posey lays eggs, and
+brings out a brood of little chickens?" asked mamma one day.</p>
+
+<p>That was a new idea to Hettie; and it puzzled her little
+brain for a minute: then she laughed out, "Shall I be
+their grandmother?"</p>
+
+<p>Papa looked up from his paper to see what amused his
+little girl so much; and, when she had told him, he said he
+would have a pair of spectacles ready for her; and mamma
+said she would make her a cap; and Hettie said her little
+arm-chair would be very nice for a grandmother's chair.</p>
+
+<p>"What will you do as you sit in your chair?" said mamma.</p>
+
+<p>"Let me think," replied Hettie. "Why, my grandma is
+always knitting mittens and socks and hoods for us; and I
+must learn to knit, so I can knit some for my grandchildren."</p>
+
+<p>Mamma said she would teach her, and they would begin
+that very day.</p>
+
+<p>And now, wouldn't you like to see our little Hettie with
+her roguish eyes peeping over spectacles, and her sunny
+curls straying from her cap, and her chubby little hands
+knitting mittens, and all in that little arm-chair?</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Aunt Amy.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus015.png" width="277" height="283" alt="Mamma&#39;s Boy" title="Mamma&#39;s Boy" />
+</div><h2>MAMMA'S BOY.</h2>
+
+
+<div class='poem'>
+"<span class="smcap">Baby</span>, climbing on my knee,<br />
+Come and talk a while to me.<br />
+We have trotted up and down.<br />
+Playing horse, all over town.<br />
+Whose sweet darling are you, dear?<br />
+Whisper close to mamma's ear:<br />
+Tell me quickly, for you can."<br />
+"I'm mamma's boy, but papa's man!"<br />
+<br />
+"Why, you've many miles to go<br />
+Ere you'll be a man, you know.<br />
+You are mamma's own delight;<br />
+You are mamma's diamond bright;<br />
+Rose and lily, pearl and star,<br />
+Love and dove,&mdash;all these you are."<br />
+"No!" the little tongue began:<br />
+"I'm mamma's boy, but papa's man!"<br />
+</div>
+
+<div class='sig'><br />
+<span class="smcap">George Cooper.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;">
+<img src="images/illus016.png" width="350" height="262" alt="A School-Boy&#39;s Story" title="A School-Boy&#39;s Story" />
+</div><h2>A SCHOOL-BOY'S STORY.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">John Tubbs</span> was one day doing his sums, when little Sam
+Jones pushed against him; and down went the slate with a
+horrid clatter. "Take care of the pieces!" said the boys,
+laughing. But Mr. Brill, the master, thought it no laughing
+matter, and, believing it to be John Tubbs's fault, told him
+that he should pay for the slate, and have his play stopped
+for a week.</p>
+
+<p>John said nothing. He did not wish to get little Sam into
+trouble: so he bore the blame quietly. John's mother was
+by no means pleased at having to pay for the slate, as she
+was a poor woman, and had to provide for several other
+little Tubbses besides John.</p>
+
+<p>"I tell you what it is, John," said she, "you must learn
+to be more careful. I shall not give you any milk for your<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span>
+breakfast all the week; and by this I shall save money for
+the slate, which it is right you should pay for."</p>
+
+<p>Poor John ate his bread with water instead of milk: but
+somehow he was not unhappy, for he felt that he had done a
+kindness to little Sam Jones; and the satisfaction of having
+rendered a service to another always brings happiness.</p>
+
+<p>A few days after, Mr. Jones came to the school, and spoke to
+Mr. Brill about the matter; for little Sam had told his father
+and mother all about it. Sam was a timid boy; but he could
+not bear to see John Tubbs kept in for no fault, while the
+other boys were at play.</p>
+
+<p>"What!" said the master, "and has John Tubbs borne all
+the blame without saying a word?&mdash;Come here, John."</p>
+
+<p>"What's the matter now?" said John to himself. "Something
+else, I suppose. Well, never mind, so that poor little
+Sam Jones has got out of his little scrape."</p>
+
+<p>"Now, boys," said Mr. Brill, "here's John Tubbs. Look
+at him!" And the boys did look at him as a criminal; and
+John looked very much like a criminal, and began to think
+that he must be a bad sort of fellow to be called up in this
+way by his master.</p>
+
+<p>Then Mr. Brill, the master, told the boys all about the
+broken slate,&mdash;that John did not break it, but bore all
+the blame to save Sam Jones from trouble, and had gone without
+his milk and play without a murmur. The good schoolmaster
+said that such conduct was above all praise; and,
+when he had done speaking, the boys burst out into a cheer.
+Such a loud hurrah! it made the school-walls ring again.
+Then they took John on their shoulders, and carried him in
+triumph round the playground.</p>
+
+<p>And what did John say to all this? He only said,
+"There, that'll do. If you don't mind, you'll throw a fellow
+down."</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">T. C.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus018.png" width="277" height="267" alt="Clarence at the Menagerie" title="Clarence at the Menagerie" />
+</div><h2>CLARENCE AT THE MENAGERIE.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">On</span> the first day of May, Barnum's menagerie came to
+our town; and Clarence went with his papa to see the animals.
+He enjoyed looking at them all; but most of all he
+liked the monkeys and the elephants.</p>
+
+<p>He fed the monkeys with candy, and laughed to see them
+hang by their tails while they took it from his hand. They
+ate all the candy he would give them, and did it in a very
+funny way.</p>
+
+<p>Clarence's papa said the candy had better be eaten by
+monkeys than by boys; but I doubt whether Clarence was
+of that opinion.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Clarence was afraid of the great elephant when his papa
+first took him near it, and hung back when they came within
+reach of its trunk.</p>
+
+<p>"Why are you afraid of the elephant, Clarence?" asked
+his papa. "I'm afraid he will <i>trunk</i> me," said Clarence.</p>
+
+<p>But he soon got over his fear, and was so busy feeding
+the elephant, that his papa had to coax him away.</p>
+
+<p>On their way home, Clarence's papa told the little boy
+some stories about elephants. Here is one of them:&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>A famous elephant, called Jack, was once travelling with his keeper
+from Margate to Canterbury in England, when they came to a toll-bar.
+Jack's keeper offered the right toll, but the toll-bar man would not take
+it. He wanted to make them pay more than was right. So he kept the
+gate shut. On this the keeper went through the little foot-gate to the
+other side of the bar, calling out, "Come on, Jack!" and at once the elephant
+applied his trunk to the rails of the gate, lifted it from its hinges,
+and dashed it to the ground. He then went on his way, while the toll-bar
+man stood petrified to see what a mistake he had made in demanding an
+unjust toll from an elephant.</p></div>
+
+<p>"Now, Clarence," said his papa, "I suppose you would
+say that the elephant 'trunked' the toll-gate, and so he did;
+but, you see, it was because he did not choose to be imposed
+upon."</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Clarence's Papa.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;">
+<img src="images/illus019.png" width="150" height="113" alt="The Elephant" title="The Elephant" />
+</div>
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2>"TOUCH MY CHICKS IF YOU DARE!"</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">That</span> is what the old hen must have said to our little pup
+Bravo, who, being three months old, thought he was a match
+for any chicken or hen in the whole barnyard. He made
+up his mind that he would first try his courage on a little
+yellow chick named Downy, who was just three days old,
+and who had strayed away from his mother's wing to pick
+up a crumb.</p>
+
+<p>So with a fearful growl, and a bark that might have frightened
+a lion, Bravo made a leap and a spring after poor little
+Downy. But Downy was too intent on his crumb of bread
+to take much notice of the enemy; and then Bravo, like a
+prudent general, stopped short, and tried his artillery before
+approaching any nearer. In other words, he began to bark
+in such a terrible manner, that any reasonable person would
+have shown his respect by running away.</p>
+
+<p>But Downy was too young to reason, or show respect.
+Bravo, though as valiant as Julius C&aelig;sar, was, at the same
+time, as cautious and careful as Fabius; and, if you do not
+know who Fabius was, I must tell you. He was a Roman
+general who was very famous for his ability in retreating,
+and getting out of an enemy's way.</p>
+
+<p>Bravo thought to himself, "It holds to reason, since that
+little chick isn't afraid of such a powerful dog as I am, that
+there must be help near at hand." And, sure enough, hardly
+had Bravo thought this, when from behind some rushes ran
+out an old hen, followed by four, five, six chickens; and the
+old hen, with her feathers all ruffled, went right at Bravo,
+while the chicks stood behind sharpening their bills, and
+getting ready to join in the battle with their mother.</p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/illus021.png" width="600" height="400" alt="Guarding her chicks" title="Guarding her chicks" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span>Although the most courageous of dogs, it could not be
+expected that Bravo would be so foolhardy as to make a
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span>
+stand against such odds. He paused a moment, with his
+mouth open, as the terrible old hen came at him; and then,
+seeing that the tide of battle was against him, he ran off as
+fast as he could to his master's door-step. But, though defeated,
+he showed his spirit by keeping up a frightful barking.
+The old hen and her chicks, however, were so stupid
+that they did not mind it much.</p>
+
+<p>Indeed, the old hen, with her family, came up so near to
+the door-step, that Bravo was obliged to make a second
+retreat. This he did with such success and good general-ship,
+that he escaped unhurt. Thus ended Bravo's first battle;
+and I think you will agree with me, that many a general
+with epaulets would not have done any better.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Uncle Charles.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<h2>THE CATCHER CAUGHT.</h2>
+
+
+<p><i>First Sparrow</i> (the one standing with both wings spread).&mdash;Oh,
+look here! Come all. See what has happened!
+Here is old Scratch-claw with his tail caught fast in the
+door.</p>
+
+<p><i>Second Sparrow.</i>&mdash;Where is he? Let me see. Oh, isn't
+this jolly! Halloo, Sparrows! Come and see. Come one,
+come all.</p>
+
+<p><i>Third Sparrow.</i>&mdash;That's the rascal that killed and ate
+three of my little ones.</p>
+
+<p><i>Fourth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;He came near catching me, the other
+day. Didn't he spit viciously when he saw me get out of
+his way?</p>
+
+<p><i>Fifth Sparrow</i> (the one on the ground).&mdash;How are you,
+old Sneezer? How are your folks? Don't you find yourself
+comfortable?<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus023.png" width="277" height="350" alt="Stuck!" title="Stuck!" />
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Pussy.</i>&mdash;Siss-ss-siss-ss! Mee-ow? mee-ow!</p>
+
+<p><i>Fifth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;Oh! wouldn't you like to, though?
+Spit away, old fellow! It's music to us sparrows.</p>
+
+<p><i>Sixth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;You are the brute that killed my dear
+little Spotted-wing.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span></p>
+
+<p><i>Seventh Sparrow.</i>&mdash;He also murdered my precious little
+Twitterwit.</p>
+
+<p><i>Eighth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;He is a bad fellow; and it is not surprising
+he has come to grief.</p>
+
+<p><i>Ninth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;Pull away, old boy! Sha'n't we come
+and help you? I love you so, I would like a lock of your
+hair.</p>
+
+<p><i>Tenth Sparrow</i> (the one on the lowest bough).&mdash;Children,
+hush! It is not good sparrow morality to jeer at an enemy
+in affliction,&mdash;even a cat.</p>
+
+<p><i>Fifth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;O grandfather, you shut up your bill!
+Just you go within reach of his claws, and see what cat-gratitude
+is.</p>
+
+<p><i>Tenth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;My children, we must not exult over
+the pains even of an enemy. A cat has feelings.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pussy.</i>&mdash;Siss-hiss-hoo! Mee-ow! Fitt! Fitt!</p>
+
+<p><i>Fifth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;What a lovely voice!</p>
+
+<p><i>Sixth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;The expression of his face, too, how
+charming!</p>
+
+<p><i>Tenth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;Fly back, all of you, to your bushes
+and trees; for here comes a little boy who will see that
+Pussy is rescued.</p>
+
+<p><i>First Sparrow.</i>&mdash;Well, I wouldn't have missed this spectacle
+for a good deal.</p>
+
+<p><i>Fifth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;It is better than Barnum's exhibition
+any day.</p>
+
+<p><i>First Sparrow.</i>&mdash;Yes, and it costs us nothing.</p>
+
+<p><i>Tenth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;There! Fly away, all of you! Fly
+away! You have said enough. I am ashamed of you all.
+You ought to know better than to be revengful. You are
+quite as bad as boys and men.</p>
+
+<p><i>Fifth Sparrow.</i>&mdash;Grandfather is getting to be abusive.
+Let us fly off. Good-by, Pussy! Pull away!</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Alfred Selwyn.</span><br /></div>
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<h2>THE BIRDS AND THE POND-LILY.</h2>
+
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table class="birds" summary="poem">
+<tr><td align='left'><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;"><span class="smcap">Four</span> little birds came out to greet</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">The first pond-lily, so fair and sweet,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">The first that opened its petals white</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">To the wooing breeze and the golden light.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">They flew around, then sat on the tree,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">And sang, "You are sweet as sweet can be:</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">O dear Pond-lily! we do not jest:</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Now, which of us all do you love best?"</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Pond-lily spoke not, but, instead,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Dipped in the water her beautiful head,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">As much as to say, "I'm well content</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">In this my own pure element."</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">The birds they sang in their very best style,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">But got no answer, not even a smile;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">For Pond-lily knew it was safest and best</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">To keep where she was, on the wave's cool breast,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">And never to listen to flattering words</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 4em;">From idle suitors and wandering birds.</span><br />
+
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 16em;"><span class="smcap">Emily Carter.</span></span><br />
+<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div><p>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span></p>
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<h2>EDWIN'S DOVES.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 125px;">
+<img src="images/illus026a.png" width="125" height="122" alt="Two doves" title="Two doves" />
+</div>
+
+<div class='story'><span class="smcap">Edwin</span> has two
+doves. They were
+given to him by his
+uncle. He has a
+nice little house for
+them. There are two doors in
+it, where they go in and out. In
+front of the doors there is a shelf,
+on which they perch.</div>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 125px;">
+<img src="images/illus026b.png" width="125" height="120" alt="They tap on the pane" title="They tap on the pane" />
+</div>
+
+<div class='story'>The doves are
+free to go where
+they please; but
+they always come
+home at night.
+They are quite tame. Sometimes
+they fly up to Edwin's
+window, and light on the sill.
+They tap on the pane to let him
+know they are hungry.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span></div>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 125px;">
+<img src="images/illus027a.png" width="125" height="123" alt="He opens the window and feeds them" title="He opens the window and feeds them" />
+</div>
+
+<div class='story'>Then he opens
+the window, and
+feeds them. He
+gives them corn,
+crumbs of bread,
+and sometimes oats. They like
+the corn best. One of them is
+rather apt to be greedy; and
+both get so much to eat that
+they are very plump and fat.</div>
+
+<div class='story'>Here are the doves looking at
+the turkeys. They do not know
+what to make of such birds.</div>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">W. O. C.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;">
+<img src="images/illus027b.png" width="150" height="145" alt="Doves looking at turkeys" title="Doves looking at turkeys" />
+</div>
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span></p>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div><div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus028.png" width="277" height="215" alt="THE LITTLE FORTUNE-SEEKERS." title="THE LITTLE FORTUNE-SEEKERS." />
+</div>
+
+<h2>THE LITTLE FORTUNE-SEEKERS.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Young</span> as Alan was, he had heard from his uncle Paul
+many a story about people seeking their fortune: so, one
+fine summer day, he set off with his brother Owen and
+his sister Amy a-fortune-seeking. Alan carried a stick; and
+Amy had a little basket on her arm.</p>
+
+<p>Alan led the way, telling Owen and Amy to keep close
+to him, and to fear nothing. As they passed by Lakin's
+pond, a duck gave a loud quack; when they came to the
+great ash-tree, a bee buzzed by them: but neither the quacking
+nor the buzzing frightened the bold Alan; and on he
+went, holding up his stick.</p>
+
+<p>They had almost reached the sawyer's cottage, when a
+black animal ran out towards them. Alan asked if he should
+attack the tiger? Owen would have it that it was only a
+puppy dog: but Alan said that did not matter; for it had four
+legs and a head and a tail, and so had a tiger. Owen thought<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span>
+he had better let it alone; and Amy tamed the tiger at once
+by giving it a bit of bread from her basket.</p>
+
+<p>Suddenly they came to a spot where five or six geese and
+a few goslings were waddling about. The gander came
+towards them, stretching out his neck, and hissing loudly.
+Owen and Amy ran back, followed by Alan, who told them,
+that, if he had hit the gander with his stick, he would have
+frightened the goslings.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus029.png" width="277" height="214" alt="There was a stile near" title="There was a stile near" />
+</div>
+
+<p>As there was a stile near, leading into a field, they all
+got over the stile, and thus passed the geese.</p>
+
+<p>"I wonder how that gander would like it," said Alan, "if
+I were to turn back, and lay hold of him by his long neck,
+and shake him?" Amy begged of him by no means to
+think of such a thing; and so Alan told her that he would
+not. Little did the gander know of his narrow escape!</p>
+
+<p>Ah, me! what perils await those who go on their travels
+to seek their fortunes! A little brook was now before them;
+and Alan said, "This river must be crossed, and I hope that<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span>
+none of us will be carried away by the current. What we
+shall do if an Indian springs from behind the bushes, or a
+crocodile comes out of the sedge, I don't know. Here is
+the narrowest part of the river. I will lay my stick across
+it; and, if we make believe very much, it will do for a
+bridge."</p>
+
+<p>"But I can't walk along your stick," said Amy. "Never
+mind that," said Alan: "a bridge is a bridge, whether we
+walk along it or not." So Alan laid his stick across the
+narrow part, and then jumped over the brook, followed by
+Owen and Amy. No Indian sprang from the bush, no crocodile
+came out of the sedge; and the river was crossed without
+one of them being drowned.</p>
+
+<p>All at once it came into Alan's head that Uncle Paul had
+once been attacked by a wolf, and that they ought to have
+an adventure of the same kind: he therefore asked Owen
+if he would consent to be eaten up by a wolf. Owen said he
+did not like it: he thought Alan ought to be eaten, for he was
+the biggest. Alan said that would never do; for then there
+would be nobody to care for him and Amy.</p>
+
+<p>But, besides this difficulty, there was another: they had
+no wolf; and, where to get one, they did not know. At last
+it was settled. Owen was to be the wolf, and to spring on
+Amy; but before he had eaten her up, or even so much as
+snapped off her little finger, Alan was to rush upon him
+with his stick, and drive him back into the woods.</p>
+
+<p>Amy was now left alone, that Owen might get behind one
+bush, and Alan behind another. No sooner was this done,
+than, with her basket on her arm, she went on her journey.</p>
+
+<p>And now Amy was almost come to the bush behind which
+Owen was crouching. For a moment she made a stop, as
+though she hardly durst go by; but at last she went on.
+Suddenly the wolf leaped out, and caught hold of her.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>What was poor Amy to do? Well was it for her that
+Alan happened to come up. Many people are frightened
+at wolves; but Alan did not seem frightened at all.</p>
+
+<p>It was a hard struggle; for the wolf pulled poor Amy one
+way, and Alan pulled her the other; but at length Alan won
+the day. "Shall I kill the wolf, Amy?" cried he, lifting
+up his stick. "No, no!" cried Amy: "he has not hurt me
+a bit. He is not a real wolf, but only my brother Owen."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus031.png" width="277" height="212" alt="Looking for Indians" title="Looking for Indians" />
+</div>
+
+<p>The affair of the wolf having passed off so well, Alan
+began to bethink himself of other adventures. So much
+had he heard from Uncle Paul about Indians, that his heart
+was set on going among them.</p>
+
+<p>Both Owen and Amy wondered where he would find the
+Indians; but Alan said, "That thicket yonder is quite as
+likely a place to find them in as any that I know."</p>
+
+<p>"We have not seen one yet," said Owen. "No," replied
+Alan: "Indians always get behind the trees." This made
+Owen and Amy look about them, as if they feared every
+tree had an Indian behind it.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Alan set off for the thicket, while Owen and Amy sat
+down to talk over their travels; but it was not long before
+Alan again joined them. Whether the Indians were absent
+on some expedition, or whatever else might be the cause,
+certain it was that Alan had found no Indians. He had,
+however, torn the leg of one of his stockings: so he asked
+Amy to bind up his wounds.</p>
+
+<p>"But you have not hurt your leg," said Amy: "you have
+only torn a hole in your stocking."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus032.png" width="277" height="216" alt="You have not hurt your leg" title="You have not hurt your leg" />
+</div>
+
+<p>"Never mind that!" replied Alan. "We are out on our
+travels, seeking our fortunes, and must make the most of
+every thing. Bind up my wounded leg."</p>
+
+<p>Little Amy tied up his leg with his handkerchief; and,
+considering that she had never bound up a wound before,
+it did her great credit.</p>
+
+<p>It is due to Alan to say that the misfortune of his wounded
+leg by no means cooled his courage. "What is the use,"
+said he, "of complaining? Those who go to seek their
+fortunes must learn to bear pain."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>One of Alan's plans was to find a treasure; and, as they
+had neither spade nor pickaxe with them to dig for gold, he
+thought the best way would be for them to find a bag of
+money. Amy said, if they found a bag of money, she should
+like to take Dolly some. This being generously agreed to
+by Alan and Owen, they proceeded with their plan.</p>
+
+<p>Alan took Amy's handkerchief, and tied up some grass in
+it. He then told Owen to go on a little way and drop it;
+and this Owen did. "Hi!" cried Alan, when he came up
+to the spot: "what have we here? Who would have
+thought that a merchant would have dropped a bag of
+money in such a place as this?"</p>
+
+<p>All at once Owen and Amy bethought themselves that
+they had no right to the gold, as it belonged to the merchant
+who had lost it; but Alan met this objection by saying
+that they could easily inquire for the merchant as they
+went along, and give up the money if they found him. Thus
+pacified, Owen and Amy allowed Alan to lift the heavy bag
+of money into the basket: this he seemed to do with great
+difficulty.</p>
+
+<p>But how was the basket to be carried with so heavy a
+weight in it? Said Alan, "Where there is a will, there is a
+way." A stick was procured, and passed through the handle
+of the basket, one end of it resting on Owen's shoulder, and
+the other end on the shoulder of Amy.</p>
+
+<p>Alan with his leg tied up, leaning on his stick for support,
+hobbled onward; and Owen and Amy appeared to toil with
+might and main, bending under their load.</p>
+
+<p>They had almost come to the turn by the birch-trees,
+when suddenly Dash, their own favorite dog, came barking
+joyfully towards them. At that very moment their parents
+were waiting for them with the pony-chaise at the end of
+the lane.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>No sooner did our little fortune-seekers set eyes on the
+pony-chaise than off they set in a scamper, strangely forgetful
+of what had passed. It was wonderful to see how nimble
+Alan was in spite of his wounded leg; and with what ease
+Owen and Amy ran along with that heavy load of gold,
+which before had well-nigh weighed them down to the
+ground.</p>
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<h2>THE LITTLE STEPMOTHER.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> little stepmother, with her blue eyes and rosy cheeks,
+sat in the yard, surrounded by her pets, and busily paring
+some apples.</p>
+
+<p>From heaven blew the morning wind, and greeted the
+lovely child: "Little stepmother, I will by thee remain: I
+will make the time pass merrily for thee, and cool thy red
+cheeks. Dost thou not hear?"</p>
+
+<p>A sparrow sat before her on the bench, and twittered:
+"This is <i>my</i> place; my stomach is empty. Little stepmother,
+I am very hungry. I beg thee to give me some
+breakfast. Dost thou not hear?"</p>
+
+<p>The dove swelled with anger, and said, "Go away, thou
+vagabond, thou beggar sparrow, thou glutton!&mdash;Little
+stepmother, I politely ask thee only for a sip of water.
+Dost thou not hear?"</p>
+
+<p>The cat sat lost in thought, opening and shutting her
+eyes. "Little stepmother," said the cat, "my stomach, too,
+is empty. Go thou for some meat, or else look out that no
+harm comes to thy dear birds in the yard. Dost thou not
+hear?"</p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;">
+<img src="images/illus035.png" width="277" height="393" alt="Little Stepmother" title="Little Stepmother" />
+</div>
+<p>The little stepmother laughed, and said, "Be not so impatient!
+I must first make a dish of apple-sauce for the seven
+and seventy guests who are coming to my wedding-feast.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span>
+
+When they are all assembled, then shall the morning wind
+play for the dance. You, beloved birds, shall be my bridesmaids,
+and the cat shall be the bride's father."</p>
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/illus036.png" width="600" height="418" alt="A Summer Day" title="A Summer Day" />
+</div>
+
+<h2>A SUMMER DAY.</h2>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/music.png" width="600" height="430" alt="Music" title="Music" />
+</div>
+<div class="center"><small>[<i>Transcriber's Note: You can play this music (MIDI file) by clicking</i> <a href="music/julmusic.midi">here</a>.]</small></div>
+
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="15" cellspacing="0" summary="Song_A Summer Day">
+<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 6em;">2.</span><br />
+This is the way the sun comes up:<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Gold on brooks and glossy leaves,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Mist that melts above the sheaves,</span><br />
+Vine and rose and buttercup,&mdash;<br />
+This is the way the sun comes up.<br /></td><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 6em;">3.</span><br />
+This is the way the birdie sings:<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">"Baby birdies in the nest,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">You I surely love the best;</span><br />
+Over you I fold my wings,"&mdash;<br />
+This is the way the birdie sings.<br /></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+
+
+
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/divider.png" width="141" height="16" alt="Divider" title="Divider" />
+</div>
+<div><br /><br /></div>
+
+<div class='tnote'><h3>Transcriber's Note:</h3>
+<p>This issue was part of an omnibus. The original table of contents
+covered the entire second half of 1873. The remaining text of the table of
+contents can be found in the rest of the year's issues.</p>
+
+<p>Obvious punctuation errors repaired.</p></div>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
+
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+Project Gutenberg's The Nursery, July 1873, Vol. XIV. No. 1, by Various
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: The Nursery, July 1873, Vol. XIV. No. 1
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: March 29, 2008 [EBook #24938]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK NURSERY, JULY 1873, VOL.XIV NO.1 ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Emmy, Juliet Sutherland and the Online
+Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net Music
+by Linda Cantoni.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+THE
+
+NURSERY
+
+_A Monthly Magazine_
+
+FOR YOUNGEST READERS.
+
+VOLUME XIV.
+
+        BOSTON:
+        JOHN L. SHOREY, No. 36, BROMFIELD STREET.
+        1873.
+
+
+
+        Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by
+        JOHN L. SHOREY,
+        In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington.
+
+
+
+
+
+        BOSTON:
+        STEREOTYPED AND PRINTED BY RAND, AVERY, & CO.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: CONTENTS.]
+
+
+IN PROSE.
+
+                                                    PAGE.
+
+  Look out for the Engine                               1
+
+  How Willy coaxed Edith                                3
+
+  Works of Art for Children                             4
+
+  Kit Midge                                             8
+
+  Hettie's Chickens                                    10
+
+  A Schoolboy's Story                                  12
+
+  Clarence at the Menagerie                            14
+
+  Touch my Chicks if you dare                          16
+
+  The Catcher caught                                   18
+
+  Edwin's Doves                                        22
+
+  The Little Fortune-Seekers                           24
+
+  The Little Stepmother                                30
+
+  The Mother's Prayer                                  33
+
+  Coosie and Carrie                                    36
+
+  The Fourth of July Cake                              38
+
+  How our School came to have the Nursery              42
+
+  Where the Dandelions went                            43
+
+  The Bird's Nest                                      44
+
+  Meditations of a Shut-out One                        46
+
+  Dreaming and Doing                                   48
+
+  Prairie Dogs                                         51
+
+  A Journey to California                              55
+
+  A Letter to George                                   58
+
+  The Blackberry Frolic                                60
+
+  The Queer Things that happened to Nelly              65
+
+  The Six Ducks                                        69
+
+  The Bunch of Grapes                                  71
+
+  A True Story about a Dog                             73
+
+  Pitcher-Plants and Monkey-Pots                       76
+
+  Under the Cherry-Tree                                77
+
+  Rambles in the Woods                                 80
+
+  What I Saw at the Seashore                           82
+
+  Blossom and I                                        85
+
+  How Norman became an Artist                          87
+
+  A Boot-Race under Difficulties                       89
+
+  Pictures for Walter                                  90
+
+  The Fisherman's Children                             92
+
+  Threading the Needle                                 97
+
+  The Butter Song                                     100
+
+  Our Pony                                            103
+
+  Nelly's Kitten                                      105
+
+  A Morning Ride                                      108
+
+  Perils of the Sea                                   112
+
+  In Honor of Rosa's Birthday                         114
+
+  Walter's Disappointment                             116
+
+  The Tide coming in                                  119
+
+  Letter to George                                    122
+
+  Peepy's Pet                                         124
+
+  The Aunt and the Niece                              129
+
+  Dreadfully cheated                                  132
+
+  A Bad Blow                                          135
+
+  Paul                                                137
+
+  Little Piggy                                        140
+
+  Camping Out                                         141
+
+  A Field-Day with the Geese                          144
+
+  Learn to think                                      147
+
+  Grandpa and the Mouse                               151
+
+  The Speckled Hen                                    154
+
+  Story of a Daisy                                    156
+
+  Clear the Coast                                     161
+
+  A Letter to Santa Claus                             165
+
+  The Boy and the Nuts                                166
+
+  Eddy's Thanksgiving                                 167
+
+  Benny's Arithmetic Lesson                           170
+
+  Grandpa's Boots                                     171
+
+  What Jessie Cortrell did                            173
+
+  The Balloon                                         178
+
+  The Starling and the Sparrows                       181
+
+  The Sprained Ankle                                  187
+
+
+IN VERSE.
+
+                                                    PAGE.
+
+  My Clothes-Pins                                       6
+
+  Mamma's Boy                                          11
+
+  The Birds and the Pond-Lily                          21
+
+  A Summer-Day (_with music_)                          32
+
+  Charley's Opinion                                    35
+
+  Song of the Brook                                    41
+
+  Bobolink                                             50
+
+  Dear Little Mary                                     53
+
+  Little Jack Homer (_with music_)                     64
+
+  Rose's Song                                          68
+
+  A Little Tease                                       75
+
+  Sleeping in the Sunshine                             78
+
+  Young Lazy-Bones (_with music_)                      96
+
+  The Singing Mouse                                   101
+
+  A Funny Little Grandma                              107
+
+  Old Trim                                            110
+
+  Our One-Year-Old                                    115
+
+  The Boasting Boy                                    117
+
+  Cakes and Pies                                      118
+
+  Sunrise                                             121
+
+  Song of the Monkey (_with music_)                   128
+
+  Summer's over                                       134
+
+  The Anvil Chorus                                    136
+
+  The Cat and the Book                                139
+
+  What Willy did                                      146
+
+  The Brothers that did not quarrel                   150
+
+  Home from the Woods                                 153
+
+  Winifred Waters (_with music_)                      160
+
+  Who is it?                                          164
+
+  The Acorns                                          175
+
+  Grandmother's Birthday                              176
+
+  What the Cat said to the Monkey                     180
+
+  The Tea-Party                                       185
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: LOOK OUT FOR THE ENGINE!]
+
+
+
+
+LOOK OUT FOR THE ENGINE!
+
+
+[Illustration: S]ALLY and Bob were making a bonfire in the woods. They
+had come to spend the whole day, and had brought their dinner in a
+basket; and Carlo, their little dog, kept watch of it while they
+gathered sticks and leaves.
+
+They soon had a large pile heaped up in the middle of the road which led
+through the forest. "For," said Bob, "we must make the fire where it
+won't do any mischief."
+
+When all was ready, Bob lighted a match, and tucked it under the leaves.
+Then, getting down on his knees, he puffed and blew with his mouth,
+until first there rose a tiny stream of smoke; then a little flame crept
+out; and, in a moment more, the pile was blazing merrily.
+
+The children got some large stones, and sat down on them to warm their
+hands; for Sally said her nose and fingers were so cold, she was sure
+Jack Frost must be somewhere around. They could not make Carlo come near
+the fire: he was afraid of it, it crackled and sputtered so. He liked
+better to lie under the bushes near the dinner-basket.
+
+"What a splendid bonfire!" said Bob.
+
+"Yes," said Sally; "but don't you wish we had some nice apples to roast
+in the coals?"
+
+Just as she said this, they heard the whistle of a locomotive away in
+the distance. "Look out for the engine!" shouted Bob, jumping up. "Let's
+run and see the cars go by."
+
+Away they ran down the road, to the edge of the woods, and climbed up on
+the fence. By leaning over, they could look far up the track, and watch
+the train come thundering down. First only a black speck was in sight;
+then the great lantern in front of the locomotive glittered in the sun;
+and soon the train was rushing by.
+
+Bob balanced himself on the top rail, and shouted, "Hurrah!" Sally
+screamed, "Good-by, good-by!" at the top of her voice; and Carlo
+bristled up his hair, and barked loudly, wondering all the time what
+this strange creature could be, which made such a racket, and ran faster
+than he could.
+
+The people in the cars heard the noise, and looked out to see where it
+came from. They saw a boy without his jacket perched on a fence, waving
+his hat; a little girl by his side, laughing so hard that she showed all
+her teeth; and a funny little yellow dog yelping with all his might:
+that was all. But they thought it a pretty picture, and opened the
+car-windows to wave their handkerchiefs.
+
+As the last car rushed by, a lady at one of the windows tossed out two
+rosy apples. Down jumped Bob and Sally to pick them up. The apples had
+fallen in some thick grass, and were not bruised at all. "Just what we
+wanted," said Sally; "but, oh, dear! I'm so tired with shouting, that I
+don't believe I can eat my apple." She did eat it, though, every bit of
+it, except the seeds.
+
+                                                  HENRY BALDWIN.
+
+
+
+
+HOW WILLY COAXED EDITH.
+
+
+THE children who had "The Nursery" last year will remember the story
+called "Kindness is better than Blows," where the bookseller with an
+apple coaxed the horse to draw a heavy load up the hill. Little Willy
+Gay looked at that picture very carefully, and soon made practical use
+of it, as I will tell you.
+
+Willy is very fond of playing horse, but has no brother to play with
+him. His sister Edith, three years old, does not like to play horse: she
+prefers to be with her dollies. Sometimes Willy gets cross, and scolds
+at her because she will not play horse as much as he wants her to.
+
+A few days ago I saw Willy coming up from the cellar with a large red
+apple in his hand; and soon after I heard the two children racing
+through the rooms, having a merry time; and Willy called out, "O mamma!
+I gave Edie an apple, and she _did_ play horse."
+
+You see, he had thought about that story, and made up his mind to try to
+coax little sister, as the man did the horse: he soon found that kind
+words and deeds were better than scolding.
+
+I hope he will not forget it very soon.
+
+                                                      L. W. GAY.
+
+
+
+
+WORKS OF ART FOR CHILDREN.
+
+
+I HAVE a little daughter who never returns from a walk in the woods
+without bringing a bunch of gay flowers. I have taught her to make of
+them many little works of art, which you may also like to learn, dear
+reader.
+
+Here is the first. Certainly there must grow in your neighborhood some
+larch or spruce trees. If we look sharp, we shall soon find on them a
+handsome half-open cone. In the small openings of this cone we stick
+delicate flowers and grasses which we find in the meadows and fields.
+
+When our nosegay is ready, we lay the cone with the flowers very
+carefully in a dish of water.
+
+After an hour, the cone is so closely shut, that the flowers are held as
+fast in its scales as if they had always grown there. This makes a very
+nice present.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+I will tell you how to make another pretty thing. You know what a burr
+is. Alas! it has often played you many a naughty trick,--woven itself
+provokingly into your clothes, or perhaps into your hair. I can teach
+you to make a better use of it.
+
+Pluck an apron full: lay them one against another so that they shall
+stick fast together, and make in this manner the bottom of a small
+basket of any shape you like,--round, square, or oval.
+
+Now build the burrs up around the edge to form the sides. When this is
+finished, make also the handle of burrs. A lovely little basket stands
+before you, which you can fill with flowers or berries from the fields,
+and carry home to your mother. Of course you know how to make wreaths
+and bouquets; but to make them tastefully is a true work of art, in
+which all children should try to become skilful.
+
+                                                ANNA LIVINGSTON.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+MY CLOTHES-PINS.
+
+
+        MY clothes-pins are but kitchen-folk,
+          Unpainted, wooden, small;
+        And for six days in every week
+          Are of no use at all.
+
+        But when a breezy Monday comes,
+          And all my clothes are out,
+        And want with every idle wind
+          To go and roam about,
+
+        Oh! if I had no clothes-pins then,
+          What would become of me,
+        When roving towels, mounting shirts,
+          I everywhere should see!
+
+        "I mean," a flapping sheet begins,
+          "To rise and soar away."
+        "We mean," the clothes-pins answer back,
+          "You on this line shall stay."
+
+        "Oh, let me!" pleads a handkerchief,
+          "Across the garden fly."
+        "Not while I've power to keep you here,"
+          A clothes-pin makes reply.
+
+        So, fearlessly I hear the wind
+          Across the clothes-yard pass,
+        And shed the apple-blossoms down
+          Upon the flowering grass.
+
+        The clothes may dance upon the line,
+          And flutter to and fro:
+        My faithful clothes-pins hold them fast,
+          And will not let them go.
+
+        My clothes-pins are but kitchen-folk,
+          Unpainted, wooden, small;
+        And for six days in every week
+          Are of no use at all.
+
+        But still, in every listening ear,
+          Their praises I will tell;
+        For all that they profess to do
+          They do, and do it well.
+
+                                                 MARIAN DOUGLAS.
+
+
+
+
+KIT MIDGE.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+KIT MIDGE was thought in the family to be a wonderful little cat. She
+enjoyed sitting in the sunshine; she liked to feast upon the dainty
+little mice; and, oh, dear me! now and then, she liked to catch a bird!
+
+This was very naughty, of course; but the best trained cats have their
+faults. One morning Kit ate her breakfast with great relish, washed her
+face and paws, smoothed down her fur coat, and went into the parlor to
+take a nap in the big arm-chair.
+
+The sun shone full in her face; and she blinked and purred and felt very
+good-natured; for, only the night before, she had caught her first rat,
+and for such a valiant deed had been praised and petted to her heart's
+content.
+
+Well, Kit Midge fell asleep in the chair, with one little pink ear
+turned back, that she might wake easily, and a black tail curled round
+her paws. By and by one eye opened; and, peeping out, she saw her
+mistress walking across the room with a dear little yellow-bird in her
+hand, which she placed on a plant that stood on the top shelf of the
+plant-stand.
+
+Now, Midge had looked with longing eyes for weeks upon a lovely canary,
+which sang on its perch far out of her reach; and I suppose she thought
+this was the same bird among the green leaves.
+
+But she was a wise little cat: so she slept on, with both eyes open,
+until her mistress had left the room. Then Kitty came down from the
+chair, and, creeping softly to the stand, made a spring, and seized
+birdie between her teeth. Then, jumping down, she dropped the bird on
+the carpet, smelled it, looked ashamed, and sneaked away.
+
+It was only a stuffed bird; and when her mistress, who had been peeping
+in at the door all the time, said, laughing, "O Kit Midge, I am
+perfectly ashamed of you!" Kitty just ran out of the room, and did not
+show herself the rest of the day.
+
+Kit Midge was never known to catch a bird after that.
+
+                                                      AUNTY MAY.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+HETTIE'S CHICKEN.
+
+
+WHAT can be prettier than a brood of chickens with a good motherly hen,
+like the one in this picture! See how the little chicks nestle and play
+about their mother! and see what a watchful eye she has over them! But
+some chickens do not have such kind mothers, as you shall hear.
+
+There was a little black one in our yard this spring, which none of the
+mother-hens would own. They would peck at it, and drive it away, till it
+was almost starved. Aunt Jennie told our little Hettie that she might
+have it for her own, if she would take care of it.
+
+So Hettie put the chicken in a cage, with some wool to cover it, and fed
+it several times every day, till it came to know her. When it was let
+out of the cage, it would follow her about wherever she went.
+
+One night Hettie went to bed, and forgot to put her pet in its cage.
+What do you think it did? It just flew up on her pillow; and there it
+sat with its head tucked under its wing.
+
+Hettie named it Posey, and called it her daughter.
+
+"What will you be, some day, when Posey lays eggs, and brings out a
+brood of little chickens?" asked mamma one day.
+
+That was a new idea to Hettie; and it puzzled her little brain for a
+minute: then she laughed out, "Shall I be their grandmother?"
+
+Papa looked up from his paper to see what amused his little girl so
+much; and, when she had told him, he said he would have a pair of
+spectacles ready for her; and mamma said she would make her a cap; and
+Hettie said her little arm-chair would be very nice for a grandmother's
+chair.
+
+"What will you do as you sit in your chair?" said mamma.
+
+"Let me think," replied Hettie. "Why, my grandma is always knitting
+mittens and socks and hoods for us; and I must learn to knit, so I can
+knit some for my grandchildren."
+
+Mamma said she would teach her, and they would begin that very day.
+
+And now, wouldn't you like to see our little Hettie with her roguish
+eyes peeping over spectacles, and her sunny curls straying from her cap,
+and her chubby little hands knitting mittens, and all in that little
+arm-chair?
+
+                                                       AUNT AMY.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+MAMMA'S BOY.
+
+
+        "BABY, climbing on my knee,
+        Come and talk a while to me.
+        We have trotted up and down.
+        Playing horse, all over town.
+        Whose sweet darling are you, dear?
+        Whisper close to mamma's ear:
+        Tell me quickly, for you can."
+        "I'm mamma's boy, but papa's man!"
+
+        "Why, you've many miles to go
+        Ere you'll be a man, you know.
+        You are mamma's own delight;
+        You are mamma's diamond bright;
+        Rose and lily, pearl and star,
+        Love and dove,--all these you are."
+        "No!" the little tongue began:
+        "I'm mamma's boy, but papa's man!"
+
+                                                  GEORGE COOPER.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+A SCHOOL-BOY'S STORY.
+
+
+JOHN TUBBS was one day doing his sums, when little Sam Jones pushed
+against him; and down went the slate with a horrid clatter. "Take care
+of the pieces!" said the boys, laughing. But Mr. Brill, the master,
+thought it no laughing matter, and, believing it to be John Tubbs's
+fault, told him that he should pay for the slate, and have his play
+stopped for a week.
+
+John said nothing. He did not wish to get little Sam into trouble: so he
+bore the blame quietly. John's mother was by no means pleased at having
+to pay for the slate, as she was a poor woman, and had to provide for
+several other little Tubbses besides John.
+
+"I tell you what it is, John," said she, "you must learn to be more
+careful. I shall not give you any milk for your breakfast all the week;
+and by this I shall save money for the slate, which it is right you
+should pay for."
+
+Poor John ate his bread with water instead of milk: but somehow he was
+not unhappy, for he felt that he had done a kindness to little Sam
+Jones; and the satisfaction of having rendered a service to another
+always brings happiness.
+
+A few days after, Mr. Jones came to the school, and spoke to Mr. Brill
+about the matter; for little Sam had told his father and mother all
+about it. Sam was a timid boy; but he could not bear to see John Tubbs
+kept in for no fault, while the other boys were at play.
+
+"What!" said the master, "and has John Tubbs borne all the blame without
+saying a word?--Come here, John."
+
+"What's the matter now?" said John to himself. "Something else, I
+suppose. Well, never mind, so that poor little Sam Jones has got out of
+his little scrape."
+
+"Now, boys," said Mr. Brill, "here's John Tubbs. Look at him!" And the
+boys did look at him as a criminal; and John looked very much like a
+criminal, and began to think that he must be a bad sort of fellow to be
+called up in this way by his master.
+
+Then Mr. Brill, the master, told the boys all about the broken
+slate,--that John did not break it, but bore all the blame to save Sam
+Jones from trouble, and had gone without his milk and play without a
+murmur. The good schoolmaster said that such conduct was above all
+praise; and, when he had done speaking, the boys burst out into a cheer.
+Such a loud hurrah! it made the school-walls ring again. Then they took
+John on their shoulders, and carried him in triumph round the
+playground.
+
+And what did John say to all this? He only said, "There, that'll do. If
+you don't mind, you'll throw a fellow down."
+
+                                                           T. C.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+CLARENCE AT THE MENAGERIE.
+
+
+ON the first day of May, Barnum's menagerie came to our town; and
+Clarence went with his papa to see the animals. He enjoyed looking at
+them all; but most of all he liked the monkeys and the elephants.
+
+He fed the monkeys with candy, and laughed to see them hang by their
+tails while they took it from his hand. They ate all the candy he would
+give them, and did it in a very funny way.
+
+Clarence's papa said the candy had better be eaten by monkeys than by
+boys; but I doubt whether Clarence was of that opinion.
+
+Clarence was afraid of the great elephant when his papa first took him
+near it, and hung back when they came within reach of its trunk.
+
+"Why are you afraid of the elephant, Clarence?" asked his papa. "I'm
+afraid he will _trunk_ me," said Clarence.
+
+But he soon got over his fear, and was so busy feeding the elephant,
+that his papa had to coax him away.
+
+On their way home, Clarence's papa told the little boy some stories
+about elephants. Here is one of them:--
+
+        A famous elephant, called Jack, was once
+        travelling with his keeper from Margate to
+        Canterbury in England, when they came to a
+        toll-bar. Jack's keeper offered the right toll,
+        but the toll-bar man would not take it. He
+        wanted to make them pay more than was right. So
+        he kept the gate shut. On this the keeper went
+        through the little foot-gate to the other side
+        of the bar, calling out, "Come on, Jack!" and
+        at once the elephant applied his trunk to the
+        rails of the gate, lifted it from its hinges,
+        and dashed it to the ground. He then went on
+        his way, while the toll-bar man stood petrified
+        to see what a mistake he had made in demanding
+        an unjust toll from an elephant.
+
+"Now, Clarence," said his papa, "I suppose you would say that the
+elephant 'trunked' the toll-gate, and so he did; but, you see, it was
+because he did not choose to be imposed upon."
+
+                                                CLARENCE'S PAPA.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+"TOUCH MY CHICKS IF YOU DARE!"
+
+
+THAT is what the old hen must have said to our little pup Bravo, who,
+being three months old, thought he was a match for any chicken or hen in
+the whole barnyard. He made up his mind that he would first try his
+courage on a little yellow chick named Downy, who was just three days
+old, and who had strayed away from his mother's wing to pick up a crumb.
+
+So with a fearful growl, and a bark that might have frightened a lion,
+Bravo made a leap and a spring after poor little Downy. But Downy was
+too intent on his crumb of bread to take much notice of the enemy; and
+then Bravo, like a prudent general, stopped short, and tried his
+artillery before approaching any nearer. In other words, he began to
+bark in such a terrible manner, that any reasonable person would have
+shown his respect by running away.
+
+But Downy was too young to reason, or show respect. Bravo, though as
+valiant as Julius Caesar, was, at the same time, as cautious and careful
+as Fabius; and, if you do not know who Fabius was, I must tell you. He
+was a Roman general who was very famous for his ability in retreating,
+and getting out of an enemy's way.
+
+Bravo thought to himself, "It holds to reason, since that little chick
+isn't afraid of such a powerful dog as I am, that there must be help
+near at hand." And, sure enough, hardly had Bravo thought this, when
+from behind some rushes ran out an old hen, followed by four, five, six
+chickens; and the old hen, with her feathers all ruffled, went right at
+Bravo, while the chicks stood behind sharpening their bills, and getting
+ready to join in the battle with their mother.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Although the most courageous of dogs, it could not be expected that
+Bravo would be so foolhardy as to make a stand against such odds. He
+paused a moment, with his mouth open, as the terrible old hen came at
+him; and then, seeing that the tide of battle was against him, he ran
+off as fast as he could to his master's door-step. But, though defeated,
+he showed his spirit by keeping up a frightful barking. The old hen and
+her chicks, however, were so stupid that they did not mind it much.
+
+Indeed, the old hen, with her family, came up so near to the door-step,
+that Bravo was obliged to make a second retreat. This he did with such
+success and good general-ship, that he escaped unhurt. Thus ended
+Bravo's first battle; and I think you will agree with me, that many a
+general with epaulets would not have done any better.
+
+                                                  UNCLE CHARLES.
+
+
+
+
+THE CATCHER CAUGHT.
+
+
+_First Sparrow_ (the one standing with both wings spread).--Oh, look
+here! Come all. See what has happened! Here is old Scratch-claw with his
+tail caught fast in the door.
+
+_Second Sparrow._--Where is he? Let me see. Oh, isn't this jolly!
+Halloo, Sparrows! Come and see. Come one, come all.
+
+_Third Sparrow._--That's the rascal that killed and ate three of my
+little ones.
+
+_Fourth Sparrow._--He came near catching me, the other day. Didn't he
+spit viciously when he saw me get out of his way?
+
+_Fifth Sparrow_ (the one on the ground).--How are you, old Sneezer? How
+are your folks? Don't you find yourself comfortable?
+
+[Illustration]
+
+_Pussy._--Siss-ss-siss-ss! Mee-ow? mee-ow!
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--Oh! wouldn't you like to, though? Spit away, old
+fellow! It's music to us sparrows.
+
+_Sixth Sparrow._--You are the brute that killed my dear little
+Spotted-wing.
+
+_Seventh Sparrow._--He also murdered my precious little Twitterwit.
+
+_Eighth Sparrow._--He is a bad fellow; and it is not surprising he has
+come to grief.
+
+_Ninth Sparrow._--Pull away, old boy! Sha'n't we come and help you? I
+love you so, I would like a lock of your hair.
+
+_Tenth Sparrow_ (the one on the lowest bough).--Children, hush! It is
+not good sparrow morality to jeer at an enemy in affliction,--even a
+cat.
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--O grandfather, you shut up your bill! Just you go
+within reach of his claws, and see what cat-gratitude is.
+
+_Tenth Sparrow._--My children, we must not exult over the pains even of
+an enemy. A cat has feelings.
+
+_Pussy._--Siss-hiss-hoo! Mee-ow! Fitt! Fitt!
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--What a lovely voice!
+
+_Sixth Sparrow._--The expression of his face, too, how charming!
+
+_Tenth Sparrow._--Fly back, all of you, to your bushes and trees; for
+here comes a little boy who will see that Pussy is rescued.
+
+_First Sparrow._--Well, I wouldn't have missed this spectacle for a good
+deal.
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--It is better than Barnum's exhibition any day.
+
+_First Sparrow._--Yes, and it costs us nothing.
+
+_Tenth Sparrow._--There! Fly away, all of you! Fly away! You have said
+enough. I am ashamed of you all. You ought to know better than to be
+revengful. You are quite as bad as boys and men.
+
+_Fifth Sparrow._--Grandfather is getting to be abusive. Let us fly off.
+Good-by, Pussy! Pull away!
+
+                                                  ALFRED SELWYN.
+
+
+
+
+THE BIRDS AND THE POND-LILY.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+        FOUR little birds came out to greet
+        The first pond-lily, so fair and sweet,
+        The first that opened its petals white
+        To the wooing breeze and the golden light.
+        They flew around, then sat on the tree,
+        And sang, "You are sweet as sweet can be:
+        O dear Pond-lily! we do not jest:
+        Now, which of us all do you love best?"
+        Pond-lily spoke not, but, instead,
+        Dipped in the water her beautiful head,
+        As much as to say, "I'm well content
+        In this my own pure element."
+        The birds they sang in their very best style,
+        But got no answer, not even a smile;
+        For Pond-lily knew it was safest and best
+        To keep where she was, on the wave's cool breast,
+        And never to listen to flattering words
+        From idle suitors and wandering birds.
+
+                                                   EMILY CARTER.
+
+
+
+
+EDWIN'S DOVES.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+EDWIN has two doves. They were given to him by his uncle. He has a nice
+little house for them. There are two doors in it, where they go in and
+out. In front of the doors there is a shelf, on which they perch.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The doves are free to go where they please; but they always come home at
+night. They are quite tame. Sometimes they fly up to Edwin's window, and
+light on the sill. They tap on the pane to let him know they are
+hungry.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Then he opens the window, and feeds them. He gives them corn, crumbs of
+bread, and sometimes oats. They like the corn best. One of them is
+rather apt to be greedy; and both get so much to eat that they are very
+plump and fat.
+
+Here are the doves looking at the turkeys. They do not know what to make
+of such birds.
+
+                                                        W. O. C.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE LITTLE FORTUNE-SEEKERS.
+
+
+YOUNG as Alan was, he had heard from his uncle Paul many a story about
+people seeking their fortune: so, one fine summer day, he set off with
+his brother Owen and his sister Amy a-fortune-seeking. Alan carried a
+stick; and Amy had a little basket on her arm.
+
+Alan led the way, telling Owen and Amy to keep close to him, and to fear
+nothing. As they passed by Lakin's pond, a duck gave a loud quack; when
+they came to the great ash-tree, a bee buzzed by them: but neither the
+quacking nor the buzzing frightened the bold Alan; and on he went,
+holding up his stick.
+
+They had almost reached the sawyer's cottage, when a black animal ran
+out towards them. Alan asked if he should attack the tiger? Owen would
+have it that it was only a puppy dog: but Alan said that did not matter;
+for it had four legs and a head and a tail, and so had a tiger. Owen
+thought he had better let it alone; and Amy tamed the tiger at once by
+giving it a bit of bread from her basket.
+
+Suddenly they came to a spot where five or six geese and a few goslings
+were waddling about. The gander came towards them, stretching out his
+neck, and hissing loudly. Owen and Amy ran back, followed by Alan, who
+told them, that, if he had hit the gander with his stick, he would have
+frightened the goslings.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+As there was a stile near, leading into a field, they all got over the
+stile, and thus passed the geese.
+
+"I wonder how that gander would like it," said Alan, "if I were to turn
+back, and lay hold of him by his long neck, and shake him?" Amy begged
+of him by no means to think of such a thing; and so Alan told her that
+he would not. Little did the gander know of his narrow escape!
+
+Ah, me! what perils await those who go on their travels to seek their
+fortunes! A little brook was now before them; and Alan said, "This river
+must be crossed, and I hope that none of us will be carried away by the
+current. What we shall do if an Indian springs from behind the bushes,
+or a crocodile comes out of the sedge, I don't know. Here is the
+narrowest part of the river. I will lay my stick across it; and, if we
+make believe very much, it will do for a bridge."
+
+"But I can't walk along your stick," said Amy. "Never mind that," said
+Alan: "a bridge is a bridge, whether we walk along it or not." So Alan
+laid his stick across the narrow part, and then jumped over the brook,
+followed by Owen and Amy. No Indian sprang from the bush, no crocodile
+came out of the sedge; and the river was crossed without one of them
+being drowned.
+
+All at once it came into Alan's head that Uncle Paul had once been
+attacked by a wolf, and that they ought to have an adventure of the same
+kind: he therefore asked Owen if he would consent to be eaten up by a
+wolf. Owen said he did not like it: he thought Alan ought to be eaten,
+for he was the biggest. Alan said that would never do; for then there
+would be nobody to care for him and Amy.
+
+But, besides this difficulty, there was another: they had no wolf; and,
+where to get one, they did not know. At last it was settled. Owen was to
+be the wolf, and to spring on Amy; but before he had eaten her up, or
+even so much as snapped off her little finger, Alan was to rush upon him
+with his stick, and drive him back into the woods.
+
+Amy was now left alone, that Owen might get behind one bush, and Alan
+behind another. No sooner was this done, than, with her basket on her
+arm, she went on her journey.
+
+And now Amy was almost come to the bush behind which Owen was crouching.
+For a moment she made a stop, as though she hardly durst go by; but at
+last she went on. Suddenly the wolf leaped out, and caught hold of her.
+
+What was poor Amy to do? Well was it for her that Alan happened to come
+up. Many people are frightened at wolves; but Alan did not seem
+frightened at all.
+
+It was a hard struggle; for the wolf pulled poor Amy one way, and Alan
+pulled her the other; but at length Alan won the day. "Shall I kill the
+wolf, Amy?" cried he, lifting up his stick. "No, no!" cried Amy: "he has
+not hurt me a bit. He is not a real wolf, but only my brother Owen."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The affair of the wolf having passed off so well, Alan began to bethink
+himself of other adventures. So much had he heard from Uncle Paul about
+Indians, that his heart was set on going among them.
+
+Both Owen and Amy wondered where he would find the Indians; but Alan
+said, "That thicket yonder is quite as likely a place to find them in as
+any that I know."
+
+"We have not seen one yet," said Owen. "No," replied Alan: "Indians
+always get behind the trees." This made Owen and Amy look about them, as
+if they feared every tree had an Indian behind it.
+
+Alan set off for the thicket, while Owen and Amy sat down to talk over
+their travels; but it was not long before Alan again joined them.
+Whether the Indians were absent on some expedition, or whatever else
+might be the cause, certain it was that Alan had found no Indians. He
+had, however, torn the leg of one of his stockings: so he asked Amy to
+bind up his wounds.
+
+"But you have not hurt your leg," said Amy: "you have only torn a hole
+in your stocking."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Never mind that!" replied Alan. "We are out on our travels, seeking our
+fortunes, and must make the most of every thing. Bind up my wounded
+leg."
+
+Little Amy tied up his leg with his handkerchief; and, considering that
+she had never bound up a wound before, it did her great credit.
+
+It is due to Alan to say that the misfortune of his wounded leg by no
+means cooled his courage. "What is the use," said he, "of complaining?
+Those who go to seek their fortunes must learn to bear pain."
+
+One of Alan's plans was to find a treasure; and, as they had neither
+spade nor pickaxe with them to dig for gold, he thought the best way
+would be for them to find a bag of money. Amy said, if they found a bag
+of money, she should like to take Dolly some. This being generously
+agreed to by Alan and Owen, they proceeded with their plan.
+
+Alan took Amy's handkerchief, and tied up some grass in it. He then told
+Owen to go on a little way and drop it; and this Owen did. "Hi!" cried
+Alan, when he came up to the spot: "what have we here? Who would have
+thought that a merchant would have dropped a bag of money in such a
+place as this?"
+
+All at once Owen and Amy bethought themselves that they had no right to
+the gold, as it belonged to the merchant who had lost it; but Alan met
+this objection by saying that they could easily inquire for the merchant
+as they went along, and give up the money if they found him. Thus
+pacified, Owen and Amy allowed Alan to lift the heavy bag of money into
+the basket: this he seemed to do with great difficulty.
+
+But how was the basket to be carried with so heavy a weight in it? Said
+Alan, "Where there is a will, there is a way." A stick was procured, and
+passed through the handle of the basket, one end of it resting on Owen's
+shoulder, and the other end on the shoulder of Amy.
+
+Alan with his leg tied up, leaning on his stick for support, hobbled
+onward; and Owen and Amy appeared to toil with might and main, bending
+under their load.
+
+They had almost come to the turn by the birch-trees, when suddenly Dash,
+their own favorite dog, came barking joyfully towards them. At that very
+moment their parents were waiting for them with the pony-chaise at the
+end of the lane.
+
+No sooner did our little fortune-seekers set eyes on the pony-chaise
+than off they set in a scamper, strangely forgetful of what had passed.
+It was wonderful to see how nimble Alan was in spite of his wounded leg;
+and with what ease Owen and Amy ran along with that heavy load of gold,
+which before had well-nigh weighed them down to the ground.
+
+
+
+
+THE LITTLE STEPMOTHER.
+
+
+THE little stepmother, with her blue eyes and rosy cheeks, sat in the
+yard, surrounded by her pets, and busily paring some apples.
+
+From heaven blew the morning wind, and greeted the lovely child: "Little
+stepmother, I will by thee remain: I will make the time pass merrily for
+thee, and cool thy red cheeks. Dost thou not hear?"
+
+A sparrow sat before her on the bench, and twittered: "This is _my_
+place; my stomach is empty. Little stepmother, I am very hungry. I beg
+thee to give me some breakfast. Dost thou not hear?"
+
+The dove swelled with anger, and said, "Go away, thou vagabond, thou
+beggar sparrow, thou glutton!--Little stepmother, I politely ask thee
+only for a sip of water. Dost thou not hear?"
+
+The cat sat lost in thought, opening and shutting her eyes. "Little
+stepmother," said the cat, "my stomach, too, is empty. Go thou for some
+meat, or else look out that no harm comes to thy dear birds in the yard.
+Dost thou not hear?"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The little stepmother laughed, and said, "Be not so impatient! I must
+first make a dish of apple-sauce for the seven and seventy guests who
+are coming to my wedding-feast. When they are all assembled, then shall
+the morning wind play for the dance. You, beloved birds, shall be my
+bridesmaids, and the cat shall be the bride's father."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: Music]
+
+
+A SUMMER DAY.
+
+Words by GEO. COOPER.
+
+Music by T. CRAMPTON.
+
+        VOICE
+        AND
+        PIANO.
+
+        1.
+        This is the way the morning dawns;
+          Rosy tints on flowers and trees,
+          Winds that wake the birds and bees,
+        Dewdrops on the fields and lawns,--
+        This is the way the morning dawns.
+
+        2.
+        This is the way the sun comes up:
+          Gold on brooks and glossy leaves,
+          Mist that melts above the sheaves,
+        Vine and rose and buttercup,--
+        This is the way the sun comes up.
+
+        3.
+        This is the way the birdie sings:
+          "Baby birdies in the nest,
+          You I surely love the best;
+        Over you I fold my wings,"--
+        This is the way the birdie sings.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Transcriber's Note:
+
+Obvious punctuation errors repaired.
+
+This issue was part of an omnibus. The original table of contents
+covered the entire second half of 1873. The remaining text of the table
+of contents can be found in the rest of the year's issues.
+
+
+
+
+
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