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No. 2, 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, August 1873, Vol. XIV. No. 2 + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 29, 2008 [EBook #24939] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK NURSERY, AUG. 1873, VOL.XIV. NO.2 *** + + + + +Produced by Emmy, Juliet Sutherland and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net Music +by Linda Cantoni. + + + + + + +</pre> + + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</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.—No. 2<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> + +<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, & 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> +<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'>The Mother's Prayer</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_33">33</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Coosie and Carrie</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_36">36</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>The Fourth of July Cake</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_38">38</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>How our School came to have the Nursery</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_42">42</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Where the Dandelions went</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_43">43</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>The Bird's Nest</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_44">44</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Meditations of a Shut-out One</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_46">46</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Dreaming and Doing</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_48">48</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Prairie Dogs</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_51">51</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A Journey to California</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_55">55</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A Letter to George</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_58">58</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>The Blackberry Frolic</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_60">60</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='center' colspan='2'><br />IN VERSE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'> </td><td align='center'><small>PAGE.</small></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Charley's Opinion</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_35">35</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Song of the Brook</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_41">41</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Bobolink</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_50">50</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Dear Little Mary</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_53">53</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Little Jack Homer (<i>with music</i>)</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_64">64</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> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 275px;"> +<img src="images/illus033.png" width="275" height="400" alt="THE MOTHER'S PRAYER." title="THE MOTHER'S PRAYER." /> +<span class="caption">THE MOTHER'S PRAYER.</span> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span></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 MOTHER'S PRAYER.</h2> + + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 108px;"> +<img src="images/o.png" width="108" height="115" alt="O" title="O" /> +</div><div class='unindent'><br />NCE there was a good mother whose chief +prayer for her little boy in his cradle was that +he might have a loving heart. She did not +pray that he might be wise or rich or handsome +or happy or learned, or that others might +love <i>him</i>, but only that <i>he</i> might love.</div> + +<p>When that little boy, whose name was Edward, grew up, +it seemed as if his mother's prayer had been answered, and +that, in making it, she had been wiser than she knew or +dreamed.</p> + +<p>She had not prayed that he might be <i>wise;</i> but somehow +the love in his heart seemed to make him wise, and to lead +him to choose what is best, and to remember all the good +things he was taught.</p> + +<p>She had not prayed that he might be <i>rich;</i> but it turned +out that he was so anxious to help and serve others, that +he found the only way to do that was to get the <i>means</i> of +helping: and so he became diligent, thrifty, and prompt in +business, till at last he had the means he sought.</p> + +<p>Edward's mother had not prayed that he might be <i>handsome;</i> +but there was so much love and good-will manifest +in his face, that people loved to look on it: and its expression +made it handsome, for beauty attends love like its shadow.</p> + +<p>The prayer had not been that he might be <i>happy;</i> but—dear +me! how can there be love in the heart without happiness? +Edward had no time for moping discontent, for +revenge, or anger. He was too busy thinking what he +might do for others; and, in seeking <i>their</i> happiness, he +found <i>his own</i>.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p><p>But was he <i>learned?</i> Of course, when he found it pleased +his parents to have him attend to his studies, he did his +best: and though there were many boys quicker and apter +than he, yet Edward generally caught up with them at last; +for love made him attentive and earnest.</p> + +<p>But last of all, though Edward loved others, did others +love him? That is the simplest question of all. You must +first <i>give</i> love if you would <i>get</i> it. Yes: everybody loved +Edward, simply because he loved everybody. And so I +advise those little boys and girls who think they are not +loved, to put themselves the question, "But do you love?"</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span class="smcap">Emily Carter.</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>CHARLEY'S OPINION.</h2> + +<div class='poem'> +<span class="smcap">The</span> girls may have their dollies,<br /> +Made of china or of wax:<br /> +I prefer a little hammer,<br /> +And a paper full of tacks.<br /> +<br /> +There's such comfort in a chisel!<br /> +And such music in a file!<br /> +I wish that little pocket-saws<br /> +Would get to be the style!<br /> +<br /> +My kite may fly up in the tree;<br /> +My sled be stuck in mud;<br /> +And all my hopes of digging wells<br /> +Be nipped off in the bud:<br /> +<br /> +But with a little box of nails,<br /> +A gimlet and a screw,<br /> +I'm happier than any king:<br /> +I've work enough to do.<br /> +</div> + +<div class='sig'> +<span class="smcap">Anna E. Treat.</span><br /> +</div> + + + +<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</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>COOSIE AND CARRIE.</h2> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Cousin Charles</span> said, "Come and see the sheep." So I +went to where he was standing on the front porch, and calling +"Co-nan, co-nan, co-nan!" The gate was open; and the +sheep and lambs were coming into the yard.</p> + +<p>I asked, "Why do you tell John to drive the sheep into +the yard?" Charles answered, "Because it has been raining +hard; and the brook in the meadow has grown so big, +that I am afraid the sheep will get drowned in it.</p> + +<p>"Last year we found a sheep lying dead in the brook. +Her two lambs were standing near by, crying for her. +We took them to the house, and fed them with milk. We +named them Coosie and Carrie. Mother can tell you about +them."</p> + +<p>Then I ran to auntie, and said, "Oh! tell me all about +Coosie and Carrie." So my aunt told me about them; and +this is what she said:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>When the two little lambs were first brought in, Mary, the cook, made +a nice bed for them in one corner of the kitchen. Then she put some +warm milk in a bottle, and took one of the lambs up in her lap and fed it. +Oh, how pleased it was! And the other lamb stood by crying until its +turn came.</p> + +<p>The lambs soon grew fat and strong, and ran about the yard. But they +made themselves quite at home in the house; and we could not keep them +out.</p> + +<p>One day I went into my room; and there were Coosie and Carrie jumping +up and down upon my spring-bed.</p> + +<p>I sat down and laughed heartily; and the lambs kept on jumping, and +looked as if they were trying to laugh too. But I could not have such +saucy lambs about the house any longer: so they were driven to the +meadow with the rest of the flock.</p></div> + +<p>Auntie and I laughed again, to think of the lambs' frolic;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span> +and I said, "O auntie! how I wish they would eat out of +my hand now! Do you think they will?"</p> + +<p>"I am afraid not," said she. "They have been with the +flock a whole year, and I suppose are no longer tame; but +you can try. Take some apples to them."</p> + +<p>So, with some apples in my hand, I went out, calling +"Co-nan, co-nan!" The sheep were afraid, and walked +away, crying "Baa-a-ah;" and the little lambs answered, +"<small>Baa-a-ah.</small>"</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;"> +<img src="images/illus037.png" width="277" height="213" alt="Carrie" title="Carrie" /> +</div> + +<p>I followed slowly; and at last one sheep stood still. I +went up close to her, calling "Coosie, Carrie!" for I knew +it must be one or the other. She ate the apples out of my +hand, and let me pat her head, and feel her soft wool.</p> + +<p>The next time I went out with apples, two sheep came to +my call. They looked exactly alike to me; but Mary told +me which was Coosie, and which was Carrie. After that,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span> +they did not wait to be called, but came running up as soon +as they saw me.</p> + +<p>When the sheep were driven away into the meadow-lot +again, I stood near the gate to see them go. The old sheep +walked along quietly; but the lambs jumped and frisked +about, and kicked up their heels in a very funny way. The +sheep called out "Baa-a-ah!" and the lambs answered, +"<small>Baa-a-ah!</small>" and sometimes it sounded like "<small>Maa-a-ah.</small>"</p> + +<p>Coosie and Carrie ran up, and licked my hand as I said +good-by. Now, were they not dear little pets?</p> + +<div class='sig'> +A. F. A.<br /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/illus038.png" width="200" height="177" alt="Woman with fan" title="Woman with fan" /> +</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 FOURTH OF JULY CAKE.</h2> + + +<p><i>Fred.</i>—Oh! look here, Bessy and Maggy: come and see +the splendid Fourth of July cake that mother has made!</p> + +<p><i>Bessy.</i>—You must not touch it, Fred: mother will be +displeased if you touch it.</p> + +<p><i>Fred.</i>—I want to see if she has salted it well. Look at +the currants and the raisins!</p> + +<p><i>Bessy.</i>—And how nicely it is sugared and frosted!</p> + +<p><i>Maggy.</i>—Me see; me see!</p> + +<p><i>Fred.</i>—There! Maggy has put her whole hand in. +What will mother say?</p> + +<p><i>Bessy.</i>—It will do no harm now for me to taste it.</p> + +<p><i>Fred.</i>—Isn't it nice?<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;"> +<img src="images/illus039.png" width="277" height="329" alt="Mixing" title="Mixing" /> +</div> + +<p><i>Maggy.</i>—Me want plum.</p> + +<p><i>Bessy.</i>—Maggy mustn't stick her hand in. She will +spoil mamma's nice cake.</p> + +<p><i>Maggy.</i>—Me want taste. You and Fred taste.</p> + +<p><i>Fred.</i>—Hark! I hear mother's step on the stairs. Now +scatter, all three! Lick your fingers clean, and run.</p> + +<p><i>Bessy.</i>—I wish we hadn't touched the cake.</p> + +<div class='center'> +(<i>Enter</i> <span class="smcap">Mother</span>.)<br /> +</div> + +<p><i>Mother.</i>—What's this? Who has been at my cake,—my +cake that I took so much pains to make handsome?</p> + +<p><i>Bessy.</i>—Fred wanted to see if it was properly salted.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Mother.</i>—Here's the mark of Maggy's hand! And +here's a deep hole which Fred's naughty finger must have +made! And here, Bessy, are your marks. I'm ashamed +of you all. Meddling with my nice cake without leave.</p> + +<p><i>Bessy.</i>—I'm very sorry I touched it, mother.</p> + +<p><i>Fred.</i>—So am I; but I wanted to see if it was well +seasoned.</p> + +<p><i>Mother.</i>—Well seasoned, sir? You deserve to be well +seasoned with a rod. Now, your punishment shall be, not +to taste a crumb of this nice cake, any one of you. I shall +give it to the poor family opposite.</p> + +<p><i>Fred.</i>—Hoo-oo-oo-oo! Oh, don't!</p> + +<p><i>Maggy.</i>—Don't, mamma; don't!</p> + +<p><i>Bessy.</i>—Such a beautiful cake!</p> + +<p><i>Mother.</i>—The cake shall be given to the poor; and you +must be contented with your bread and water.</p> + +<p><i>Fred.</i>—Forgive us this once, mother. Remember it's +the Fourth of July,—a day when we all want to be jolly.</p> + +<p><i>Mother.</i>—They who would be jolly, must begin by +being good. The cake goes to those who need it much +more than we do.</p> + +<div class='center'> +(<i>The children all cry.</i>)<br /> +</div> + +<div class='sig'><br /> +<span class="smcap">Alfred Selwyn.</span><br /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/illus040.png" width="200" height="180" alt="The children all cry" title="The children all cry" /> +</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span></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> + +<div class='center'> +<table class="song" summary="Song of the Brook"> +<tr><td align='left'><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> +<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> +<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> +<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> + + +<div class='poem'> +<span class="smcap">What</span> was the song of the meadow brook,<br /> +As under the willows his way he took?<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Wouldn't you like to know?</span><br /> +"Let me play a while as I will:<br /> +By and by I must turn the mill,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">As farther down I go.</span><br /> +<br /> +"Daisies, hanging over my side,<br /> +Beautiful daisies, starry-eyed,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Kiss me for I must go!</span><br /> +But think of me as I turn the wheel,<br /> +Grinding the corn into powdery meal<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">And drifts of golden snow."</span><br /> +</div> + +<div class='sig'> +A. D. W.<br /></div></td></tr></table></div> + + + +<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</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/illus042.png" width="277" height="207" alt="How Our School" title="How Our School" /> +</div> +<h2>HOW OUR SCHOOL CAME TO HAVE THE<br /> +NURSERY.</h2> + + +<p><span class="smcap">There</span> are fifty little boys and girls who go to the Blank +street Primary School. Brown heads, black heads, yellow +heads, all shades of heads, may there be seen studying their +A, B, C. Some are very pretty, and some are very plain; +but they are all good children. I think so, and I ought to +know; for I am their teacher.</p> + +<p>Well, they read and sing and spell; and some of the larger +ones write a little. But we all get tired of doing the same +thing day after day; and I felt that my little pupils needed +a change.</p> + +<p>So, one day, I said to them, "If you will each of you +learn a little verse so as to say it very nicely, we will have +a good time next Saturday morning. There shall be no +lessons,—nothing but speaking and singing."</p> + +<p>Some of the little children looked as if they did not know<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span> +what I meant. But the older ones came to me, one after +another, and said, "Please find a piece for me to learn."</p> + +<p>So I undertook to find pieces for them all. I thought +that was an easy thing to do; but, when I came to try it, it +proved to be a hard task. I looked through all my books +and papers, without finding much of any thing to suit me.</p> + +<p>I was almost ready to give up the whole plan, when a +bright little boy handed me a book with a green cover, and +said, "I think there are some nice pieces in this."</p> + +<p>I took the book, and looked it through. First I looked +at the pictures; and they pleased me so well, that I turned +back to the first page, and began to read. The more I +read, the better I liked it; and, before I got to the end, +I was delighted.</p> + +<p>"Why, Johnny," said I, "I thank you for bringing me +this. It is the very thing we want."</p> + +<p>I sent out at once, and bought twelve back numbers of +"The Nursery;" and, before Saturday morning came, each +of the children had learned a piece from them by heart.</p> + +<p>Since then "The Nursery" has been in regular use in +our school; and we depend upon having a new number every +month. Every one of the children wishes to be the owner +of a copy: so I think we shall soon make up quite a large +club.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +E. H.<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>WHERE THE DANDELIONS WENT.</h2> + + +<p><span class="smcap">When</span> Willy was two years old, he lived in a red farmhouse +with a yard in front of it. The dandelions were very +thick there; so that the yard looked yellow, instead of green.</p> + +<p>One bright morning Willy's mamma put on his straw hat, +and sent him out in the yard to play. She knew the yard<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span> +had a high fence; and he could not open the gate; so he +was safe.</p> + +<p>When it was time for him to have a nap, and mamma +went to call him, she noticed that a great many of the dandelions +were gone. She wondered where they were; but, as +Willy could not talk much, she did not ask him about them.</p> + +<p>A short time after, while Willy was asleep in his crib, his +mamma went out to draw some water. When the bucket +came up full of water, the top was all yellow with dandelions. +Looking down into the well, she could see no water +at all, only dandelions.</p> + +<p>It was no wonder, then, where the blossoms had gone. +Willy had been very busy <i>trying to fill up the well!</i></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>THE BIRD'S-NEST.</h2> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Last</span> summer little Josie, with her papa and mamma, went +into the country to spend a few weeks with her grandmother. +Grandmother lives on a farm; and Josie had many happy +times, tumbling about in the hay, hunting hens' eggs in the +barn, and watching the birds and squirrels.</p> + +<p>One day her papa told her that he had found a bird's-nest +in the orchard, with some queer little birds in it. Of course, +Josie was very anxious to see it; but papa was too busy to +go with her then: so mamma said that she would go.</p> + +<p>Josie clapped her hands, and said, "Oh! you are a good +mamma;" and they started at once for the orchard. A pair +of kingbirds had built a nest on a low branch of an apple-tree; +and in the nest were two little baby-birdies. As soon +as the old birds saw Josie and her mamma coming, they began +to scold, and fly about in great alarm.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 277px;"> +<img src="images/illus045.png" width="277" height="212" alt="The Bird's Nest" title="The Bird's Nest" /> +</div> + +<p>I guess the father-bird said, "Oh, dear! here come some +giants; and, if we are not very fierce, they will steal away +our babies. So, mother-bird, you just sit here on this +cherry-tree, and scream, while I stand ready on the apple-tree +to fly at them if they come near our nest."</p> + +<p>Josie and her mamma walked slowly along, not knowing +how angry the kingbirds were getting, until they came to +the apple-tree. "Here is the nest, Josie," said mamma; and +they went close to the tree. But the mother-bird began to +scream, and fly about, and seemed to feel so badly, that +mamma said, "We will go away from the nest, Josie; for we +are making the old bird unhappy." But Josie said, "Oh! +do let me take just one peep at the little birdies. Do, +mamma, hold me up to the nest just once!"</p> + +<p>Now, all this time the father-bird had kept so still that +they did not know he was on the tree just above their heads;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span> +but, as soon as mamma lifted Josie so that she might look +into the nest, he flew straight down at them, pecked at +Josie's hands, pulled mamma's hair, and beat her face with +his wings. Josie was frightened, and began to cry; but +mamma held her close in her arms, and ran away from the +tree as fast as she could.</p> + +<p>When they reached the gate, and stopped to rest, they +heard the old birds talking it over. I guess the father-bird +said, "There! I've driven those wicked thieves away. +They'll never dare to come here again." And the little +birds began to cry, "Tweet, tweet!" And the mother-bird +sat down in the nest, and said, "There, darlings, just tuck +your little heads under my wings and go to sleep. No one +shall harm my dear babies."</p> + +<p>Josie says, "I think they were real cross not to let a little +girl just <i>look</i> at their babies." But I think they were brave +birds to take such good care of their little ones. What do +you think about it, little "Nursery" folks?</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span class="smcap">Josie's Mamma.</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>MEDITATIONS OF A SHUT-OUT ONE.</h2> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Well</span>, now, do you call that good manners? My master +shut the gate in my face, as much as to say, "Stay where +you are, Bob." Then he goes in to dine and play chess +with the parson, and leaves me here to watch and wait.</p> + +<p>Three hours, I do believe, I have been here on the watch,—three +long, long hours. And there he sits yonder with +the folks in the summer-house. The roast meat seems to be +deliciously done, if I may judge from the odor. Just one +little bone for me, if you please, good master mine.</p> + +<p>What do I see? He gives a bone to that scamp Fido;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span> +but for me, his trusty one, who, year in and year out, have +guarded yard and stable so faithfully,—for me he has nothing, +not even a mouthful! And here I sit hungering and +thirsting till my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/illus047.png" width="200" height="271" alt="A Shut-out One" title="A Shut-out One" /> +</div> + +<p>But stop! I hear a whistle. Yes, it comes from my +master. And there comes Betty with a whole plateful of +bones in her hand! After all, there isn't a master like mine +in all the world. I knew he wouldn't forget old Bob. Yes, +here they come. Truly a patient waiter is no loser. Bow-wow!</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span class="smcap">From the German.</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</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>DREAMING AND DOING.</h2> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Amy</span> was a dear good girl in many things; but she had +one bad habit: she was too apt to waste time in dreaming +of doing, instead of doing.</p> + +<p>In the village where she lived, Mr. Thornton kept a small +shop, where he sold fruit of all kinds, including berries in +their season.</p> + +<p>One day he said to Amy, "Would you like to make some +money?"</p> + +<p>"Of course I would!" said Amy; "for my dear mother +often has to deprive herself of things she needs, so that she +may buy shoes or clothes for me."</p> + +<p>"Well, Amy, I noticed some fine ripe blackberries along +by the stone walls in Mr. Green's five-acre lot; and he said +that I or anybody else was welcome to them. Now, if you +will pick the ripest and best, I will pay you sixteen cents a +quart for them."</p> + +<p>Amy was delighted at the thought, and ran home and +got her basket, and called her little dog Quilp, with the +intention of going at once to pick the blackberries.</p> + +<p>Then she thought she would like to find out, with the aid +of her slate and pencil, how much money she should make, +if she were to pick five quarts. She found she should make +eighty cents,—almost enough to buy a new calico dress.</p> + +<p>"But supposing I should pick a dozen quarts: how much +should I earn then?" So she stopped and figured that out. +"Dear me! It would come to a dollar and ninety-two +cents!"</p> + +<p>Amy then wanted to know how much fifty, a hundred, +two hundred, quarts would give her; and then, how much +she should get if she were to put thirty-two dollars in the +savings bank, and receive six per cent interest on it.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 278px;"> +<img src="images/illus049.png" width="278" height="400" alt="DREAMING AND DOING." title="DREAMING AND DOING." /> +<span class="caption">DREAMING AND DOING.</span> +</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span></p> + +<p>Quilp grew very impatient, but Amy did not heed his +barking; and, when she was at last ready to start, she found +it was so near to dinner-time that she must put off her enterprise +till the afternoon.</p> + +<p>As soon as dinner was over, she took her basket, and hurried +to the five-acre lot; but a whole troop of boys from the +public school were there before her. It was Saturday afternoon. +School did not keep; and they were all out with their +baskets.</p> + +<p>Amy soon found that all the large ripe berries had been +gathered. Not enough to make up a single quart could she +find. The boys had swept the bushes clean. All Amy's +grand dreams of making a fortune by picking blackberries +were at an end. Slowly and sadly she made her way home, +recalling on the way the words of her teacher, who once said +to her, "One doer is better than a hundred dreamers."</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> +<h2>BOBOLINK.</h2> + + +<div class='poem'> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;"><span class="smcap">Bobolink</span>, Bobolink!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Are you tipsy with drink?</span><br /> +Or why do you swagger round so?<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">You've a nest in the grass</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Somewhere near where I pass,</span><br /> +And fear I'll molest it, I know.<br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Bobolink, Bobolink!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Do you think, do you think,</span><br /> +I'd trouble your dear little nest?<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Oh! I would not do that;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">For I am not a cat:</span><br /> +So please let your mind be at rest.<br /> +</div> + +<div class='sig'><br /> +<span class="smcap"><small>North Andover, Mass.</small></span> <span class="smcap">Aunt Clara.</span><br /> +</div> + + + + + +<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</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: 400px;"> +<img src="images/illus051.png" width="400" height="112" alt="Prairie" title="Prairie" /> +</div> +<h2>PRAIRIE-DOGS.</h2> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Annie</span> and her baby-brother went to ride with their papa +and mamma. They crossed the river on a long bridge; and +beyond it they saw horses and cows feeding on the green +prairie.</p> + +<p>"What are all these heaps of dirt for?" said Annie.</p> + +<p>"We are just entering 'dog-town,'" said her papa; "and +those are the houses of the inhabitants. Do you see the +two little fellows sitting up on that mound?"</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Annie; "but they look like little fat squirrels; +don't they, mamma?"</p> + +<p>Baby pointed his little chubby finger, and said, "Ish!"</p> + +<p>"They are prairie-dogs," said mamma; "but are sometimes +called the 'wish-ton-wish' and 'prairie marmot,' and +sometimes 'prairie marmot squirrel.' It is like the marmot +because it burrows in the ground, and like the squirrel +because it has cheek-pouches."</p> + +<p>"Well, what do they call them <i>dogs</i> for?" said Annie.</p> + +<p>"Let us stop and watch them," said her papa. "Hark! +do you hear them bark?"</p> + +<p>"Yes: it is a little squeaking bark," said Annie. "It +sounds like 'chip-chip-chip.'"</p> + +<p>"Now see," said her papa, "how funnily that little fellow +sits up, with his fore-paws hanging down, and watches us."</p> + +<p>Annie shook the whip; and the prairie-dog scampered into<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span> +his hole. Up he popped his head again in a moment, and +jerked his short tail, and barked.</p> + +<p>This seemed a signal for the whole town. On almost +every mound appeared two or three dogs; and they set up +such a barking and jerking of tails, that everybody in the +wagon laughed and shouted.</p> + +<p>"Now we will ride up close to the mound," said papa, as +he started up old Fox, and sung a bit of the old song:—</p> + +<div class='poem'> +"The prairie-dogs in dog-town<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Will wag each little tail,</span><br /> +And think there's something coming<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Riding on a rail."</span><br /> +</div> + +<p>There were several bushels of dirt in the mound. In +the centre of it was the hole, which was very large at the +entrance. The earth all around was worn very smooth and +hard.</p> + +<p>Here the little dogs sit and bark and jerk, ready to dodge +into their hole in a moment. They all looked fat and +clumsy. Their color is reddish-brown. Owls and rattlesnakes +are often found living with them; but Annie did not +see any.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span class="smcap">Mrs. O. Howard.</span><br /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/illus052.png" width="200" height="174" alt="Den" title="Den" /> +</div> + + + + +<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</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='center'> +<table class="mary" summary="Poem: Dear Little Mary"> +<tr><td align='left'><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><h2>DEAR LITTLE MARY.</h2> + + +<div class='poem'> +<span class="smcap">Dear</span> little Mary,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Susan and Loo,</span><br /> +Jenny and Lizzie,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And Margaret too;</span><br /> +Now the sun's peeping,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Softly and sly,</span><br /> +In at the window,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Pets, where you lie!</span><br /> +<br /> +Up, up, my darlings,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Up and away!</span><br /> +Out to the meadows<br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sweet with new hay;</span><br /> +Out where the berries,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dewy and red,</span><br /> +Hang in great clusters,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">High overhead!</span><br /></div> +<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 141px;"> +<img src="images/illus054a.png" width="141" height="400" alt="Goldenrod" title="Goldenrod" /> +</div> + +<div class='poem'><br /><br /> +Out where the golden-rod<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Bends on its stalk,</span><br /> +And the wild roses<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Gladden our walk;</span><br /> +Where amid bushes<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hidden but heard,</span><br /> +Joyous and grateful<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sings many a bird.</span><br /> + +<br /> +Out where the waters,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Merry and sweet,</span><br /> +Ripple and tinkle<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Close by your feet;</span><br /> +Where all things happy,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Fragrant, and fair,</span><br /> +In the bright morning<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Welcome you there!</span><br /> +</div> + +<div class='sig'><br /> +<span class="smcap">Mathias Barb.</span><br /><br /><br /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/illus054b.png" width="200" height="162" alt="All things happy welcome you" title="All things happy welcome you" /> +</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_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/illus055.png" width="600" height="462" alt="Journey to California" title="Journey to California" /> +</div> +<h2>A JOURNEY TO CALIFORNIA.</h2> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Two</span> little girls, Annette and Lisette, went to California +with their parents in 1849. There was no Pacific Railroad +at that time; and the journey across the plains was a long +and a hard one.</p> + +<p>Annette and Lisette rode in the great wagon drawn by +oxen. They thought that fine fun. At night they slept in +a tent. On pleasant days they walked with their mamma +for miles over the green prairies, plucking wild-flowers as +they went along.</p> + +<p>They saw great numbers of the funny little prairie-dogs +sitting in the doors of their cunning houses; sometimes +they caught sight of an antelope; and they often passed +great herds of shaggy buffaloes.</p> + +<p>They liked the prairie-dogs and the antelopes; but they<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span> +were afraid of the buffaloes; and, when their papa went out +to shoot one, they would almost cry for fear he would get +hurt. But, when he came back with plenty of nice buffalo-meat, +they had a real feast; for they had had no meat but +salt-pork for many a day, and they did not like that very +well.</p> + +<p>Sometimes a storm would come up with fearful peals of +thunder, and flashes of lightning. More than once the tent +was blown down, and the rain came pouring on them; but +the little girls put their heads under the bed-clothes, and +crept close to their mamma, and never minded the storm.</p> + +<p>After travelling in this way three or four months, they +were still many, many days' journey away from California, +and Annette and Lisette began to wish themselves back in +their old home; for now the plains were no longer green +and bright with flowers, but hot, sandy, and dusty, with +only ugly little bushes, called "sage-bushes," growing on +them.</p> + +<p>Sometimes they would have to go all day without water; +for the water was so warm and impure, that nobody could +drink it,—not even the cattle. They saw several hot +springs, so hot that they could not put their hands in +them; but their mamma found them very nice for washing +clothes.</p> + +<p>Late in the fall they crossed the Sierra Nevada Mountains; +and, oh! how steep and narrow and rough the road was! +Often their papa had to fasten logs of wood to the wagons +to keep them from going down the mountains too fast. +Sometimes a wagon would upset, and go rolling down +hill.</p> + +<p>Yet the children enjoyed being in the mountains; for +they liked to play under the tall pine-trees, picking up the +cones, and hunting for lumps of pine-gum, and hearing all<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span> +the time the sweet music of the wind as it sang in the +branches.</p> + +<p>But in a few days the weather got very cold. Heavy +snow-storms came on. One night twenty head of cattle +were frozen to death; and as there were few oxen left, and +the flour was almost gone, the little girls began to be very +much afraid that they should perish too.</p> + +<p>Luckily their papa shot some fat deer, which gave them +plenty to eat; and, after many hardships, the whole party +reached the Sacramento River in safety. Here they got on +board of a flat-boat, and went to Sacramento City, where +they lived in a tent for many months. I may some time tell +you how they went to the mines.</p> + +<p>A journey to California is a very easy matter now-a-days. +You may go by railroad all the way, and have every comfort +by day and night.</p> + +<p>Annette and Lisette have made the journey more than +once in a palace car; but they often think of the times +when they were two happy little girls riding over the prairies +in a baggage-wagon, or playing together under the +mountain pines.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +A. F.<br /> +</div> + +<p> +<span class="smcap">Salt-Lake City, Utah.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"> +<img src="images/illus057.png" width="350" height="379" alt="Trees" title="Trees" /> +</div> + + +<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</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>A LETTER TO GEORGE.</h2> + + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 125px;"> +<img src="images/illus058a.png" width="125" height="106" alt="The little colt" title="The little colt" /> +</div> + +<div class='story'><span class="smcap">Dear George</span>,—I wish you +were with me now on my farm. +We are having nice +times. There is a +little colt here that +follows me all about. +He does this because I give him +apples. But I think he is more +fond of the apples than of me.</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 125px;"> +<img src="images/illus058b.png" width="125" height="96" alt="Very cross" title="Very cross" /> +</div> + +<div class='story'>One day I had nothing to give +him; and this made him feel very +cross. He put back +his ears, and kicked +up his heels, and +scared the chickens +almost to death.</div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 125px;"> +<img src="images/illus059a.png" width="125" height="86" alt="A little chick" title="A little chick" /> +</div> + +<div class='story'>There are ten little chickens. +One of them was sick; but it<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span> +has got better. One of them +was running along the other +day, and caught his +foot in a string; the +string caught on a +bush, and held him +fast; and there he was standing +on one leg and struggling until +I pulled the string off.</div> + + + +<div class='story'>William and Jane are going +down to Mr. Walker's to get a +basket of apples. Come and +see me, and I will give you +some; and you shall make +friends with the colt.</div> + +<div class='sig'> +W. O. C.<br /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 125px;"> +<img src="images/illus059b.png" width="125" height="87" alt="William and Jane" title="William and Jane" /> +</div> + + + +<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</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/illus060.png" width="277" height="210" alt="The Blackberry Frolic" title="The Blackberry Frolic" /> +</div> + +<h2>THE BLACKBERRY FROLIC.</h2> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Why</span>, where are you going, Nelly?" asked Martin Ray +of his sister, as, with a plate of pudding for him, she entered +his chamber where he was confined to his bed.</p> + +<p>Poor Martin had broken his leg by a fall from a tree, and +he had to keep very still.</p> + +<p>"We have made up a blackberry-party," said Nelly. +"The girls and boys are waiting for me at the door; and +I can only stop a minute to say that you must be good, +and not fret while I am away."</p> + +<p>"Don't be late in returning home," said Martin; "for +mother is going to take me down stairs for the first time, this +afternoon; and I want to see you before I go up to bed."</p> + +<p>"All the sweetest berries I can find shall be saved for +you," said Nelly, as she tied the little scarf about her neck, +put on her hat, and kissed Martin for good-by.</p> + +<p>Nelly's companions were waiting impatiently for her at<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span> +the door; and, when she came, they raised a shout of "Here +she is!" Then they set off, through a shady lane, on their +walk to Squire Atherton's woods, along the borders of +which the blackberries grew in great profusion.</p> + +<p>Soon they came to a place where a brook crossed between +two fields, with such a narrow plank for a bridge that some +of the girls did not half like going over it; for the brook +seemed to be quite full and deep.</p> + +<p>"What a fuss you girls make about trifles!" cried Robert +Wood. "Who but a girl would think of being frightened +at a bridge like this?"</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 227px;"> +<img src="images/illus061.png" width="227" height="184" alt="What a fuss about trifles" title="What a fuss about trifles" /> +</div> + +<p>"Stop that, Robert," said Harry Thorp. "I will help +them across in a way that will prevent all danger."</p> + +<p>Harry plucked up a stout bulrush that grew near by, and +held it out over the plank to the girls to serve as a kind of +support for them to hold by. Susan Maples was the first to +lay hold of the thick end of the bulrush, by which Harry +led her across. Then the other girls followed; but, just as<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span> +Nelly got on, Robert Wood shook the plank, and tried to +scare her.</p> + +<p>He did not succeed in this; for Nelly was thinking of her +dear brother at home with his broken leg, and she felt that +she would not be afraid of a much more dangerous crossing +than that over the plank.</p> + +<p>After a walk of a mile, they came to the edge of the +wood. "Jewels of jet! Look here!" cried Harry Thorp. +"See the bouncers! Here's sweetness! Here's blackness! +Here's richness!"</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 227px;"> +<img src="images/illus062.png" width="227" height="175" alt="Now for home" title="Now for home" /> +</div> + +<p>And, true enough, there they were. Never were high-bush +blackberries finer or riper; but the largest and ripest +seemed always the hardest to get at. The boys cut hooked +sticks, with which they pulled down the branches; and their +mouths were soon black with the juice of the berries. Then +the girls began filling their baskets.</p> + +<p>The sun was low in the west when Nelly remembered +her promise to Martin, and said, "Now for home!" to which +the rest cried, "Agreed!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span></p> + +<p>But the girls had not gone far before they began eating +the berries from their baskets, and offering them to one +another,—all but Nelly Ray. She did not eat any of her +blackberries, nor did she give any away; and yet she had +the best basketful of all.</p> + +<p>She had, besides, a branch of a bush, with berries on it, +which she was carrying very carefully; so that she kept a +few steps behind the other girls.</p> + +<p>When Nelly reached home, she looked in at the open +door, and saw Martin down stairs for the first time since his +accident. He was wrapped in shawls; and Nelly said, as she +put the full basket on his knees, and waved the branch before +his eyes, "Why, brother, they have wrapped you up +so, and your face is so pale, that you look like a girl."</p> + +<p>"Looks are nothing: behavior is all," said Martin, laughing. +"Why, Nelly, what a splendid feast we shall have! +What big ones! Thank you, dear, dear sister."</p> + +<p>As she heard those words, and saw his pleased looks, +Nelly felt she was well repaid for all her trouble.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span class="smcap">Ida Fay.</span><br /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;"> +<img src="images/illus063.png" width="250" height="192" alt="Home with the berries" title="Home with the berries" /> +</div> + + + + +<div><br /><br /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</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/illus064.png" width="600" height="115" alt="Border" title="Border" /> +</div> + +<h2>LITTLE JACK HORNER.</h2> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/music.png" width="600" height="671" 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/augmusic.midi">here</a>.]</small></div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="12" cellspacing="0" summary="Second and Third Verses"> +<tr><td align='left'>2 "I don't like cold lamb;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Give me raspberry-jam:"</span><br /> +But old Mother Hubbard said, "No!<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">If a boy cannot eat</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Such nice, wholesome meat,</span><br /> +To bed without food he must go."<br /> +</td><td align='left'>3 So little Jack Horner,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who cried in the corner,</span><br /> +Was washed clean, and put into bed:<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">After sleeping all night,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He awoke fresh and bright,</span><br /> +And was glad to eat plain meat and bread.<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 text for this issue did +not include a title page or table of contents. This was taken from the +July issue with the "No." added. The original table of contents +covered the second half of 1873. The remaining text of the table of +contents can be found in the rest of the year's issues.</p></div> + + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Nursery, August 1873, Vol. XIV. +No. 2, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK NURSERY, AUG. 1873, VOL.XIV. 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No. 2, 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, August 1873, Vol. XIV. No. 2 + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 29, 2008 [EBook #24939] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK NURSERY, AUG. 1873, VOL.XIV. NO.2 *** + + + + +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.--No. 2 + + 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. + + 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 + + +IN VERSE. + + PAGE. + + Charley's Opinion 35 + + Song of the Brook 41 + + Bobolink 50 + + Dear Little Mary 53 + + Little Jack Homer (_with music_) 64 + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration: THE MOTHER'S PRAYER.] + + + + +THE MOTHER'S PRAYER. + + +[Illustration: O]NCE there was a good mother whose chief prayer for her +little boy in his cradle was that he might have a loving heart. She did +not pray that he might be wise or rich or handsome or happy or learned, +or that others might love _him_, but only that _he_ might love. + +When that little boy, whose name was Edward, grew up, it seemed as if +his mother's prayer had been answered, and that, in making it, she had +been wiser than she knew or dreamed. + +She had not prayed that he might be _wise_; but somehow the love in his +heart seemed to make him wise, and to lead him to choose what is best, +and to remember all the good things he was taught. + +She had not prayed that he might be _rich_; but it turned out that he +was so anxious to help and serve others, that he found the only way to +do that was to get the _means_ of helping: and so he became diligent, +thrifty, and prompt in business, till at last he had the means he +sought. + +Edward's mother had not prayed that he might be _handsome_; but there +was so much love and good-will manifest in his face, that people loved +to look on it: and its expression made it handsome, for beauty attends +love like its shadow. + +The prayer had not been that he might be _happy_; but--dear me! how can +there be love in the heart without happiness? Edward had no time for +moping discontent, for revenge, or anger. He was too busy thinking what +he might do for others; and, in seeking _their_ happiness, he found _his +own_. + +But was he _learned_? Of course, when he found it pleased his parents +to have him attend to his studies, he did his best: and though there +were many boys quicker and apter than he, yet Edward generally caught up +with them at last; for love made him attentive and earnest. + +But last of all, though Edward loved others, did others love him? That +is the simplest question of all. You must first _give_ love if you would +_get_ it. Yes: everybody loved Edward, simply because he loved +everybody. And so I advise those little boys and girls who think they +are not loved, to put themselves the question, "But do you love?" + + EMILY CARTER. + + + + +CHARLEY'S OPINION. + + THE girls may have their dollies, + Made of china or of wax: + I prefer a little hammer, + And a paper full of tacks. + + There's such comfort in a chisel! + And such music in a file! + I wish that little pocket-saws + Would get to be the style! + + My kite may fly up in the tree; + My sled be stuck in mud; + And all my hopes of digging wells + Be nipped off in the bud: + + But with a little box of nails, + A gimlet and a screw, + I'm happier than any king: + I've work enough to do. + + ANNA E. TREAT. + + + + +COOSIE AND CARRIE. + + +COUSIN CHARLES said, "Come and see the sheep." So I went to where he was +standing on the front porch, and calling "Co-nan, co-nan, co-nan!" The +gate was open; and the sheep and lambs were coming into the yard. + +I asked, "Why do you tell John to drive the sheep into the yard?" +Charles answered, "Because it has been raining hard; and the brook in +the meadow has grown so big, that I am afraid the sheep will get drowned +in it. + +"Last year we found a sheep lying dead in the brook. Her two lambs were +standing near by, crying for her. We took them to the house, and fed +them with milk. We named them Coosie and Carrie. Mother can tell you +about them." + +Then I ran to auntie, and said, "Oh! tell me all about Coosie and +Carrie." So my aunt told me about them; and this is what she said:-- + + When the two little lambs were first brought + in, Mary, the cook, made a nice bed for them in + one corner of the kitchen. Then she put some + warm milk in a bottle, and took one of the + lambs up in her lap and fed it. Oh, how pleased + it was! And the other lamb stood by crying + until its turn came. + + The lambs soon grew fat and strong, and ran + about the yard. But they made themselves quite + at home in the house; and we could not keep + them out. + + One day I went into my room; and there were + Coosie and Carrie jumping up and down upon my + spring-bed. + + I sat down and laughed heartily; and the lambs + kept on jumping, and looked as if they were + trying to laugh too. But I could not have such + saucy lambs about the house any longer: so they + were driven to the meadow with the rest of the + flock. + +Auntie and I laughed again, to think of the lambs' frolic; and I said, +"O auntie! how I wish they would eat out of my hand now! Do you think +they will?" + +"I am afraid not," said she. "They have been with the flock a whole +year, and I suppose are no longer tame; but you can try. Take some +apples to them." + +So, with some apples in my hand, I went out, calling "Co-nan, co-nan!" +The sheep were afraid, and walked away, crying "Baa-a-ah;" and the +little lambs answered, "~Baa-a-ah.~" + +[Illustration] + +I followed slowly; and at last one sheep stood still. I went up close to +her, calling "Coosie, Carrie!" for I knew it must be one or the other. +She ate the apples out of my hand, and let me pat her head, and feel her +soft wool. + +The next time I went out with apples, two sheep came to my call. They +looked exactly alike to me; but Mary told me which was Coosie, and which +was Carrie. After that, they did not wait to be called, but came +running up as soon as they saw me. + +When the sheep were driven away into the meadow-lot again, I stood near +the gate to see them go. The old sheep walked along quietly; but the +lambs jumped and frisked about, and kicked up their heels in a very +funny way. The sheep called out "Baa-a-ah!" and the lambs answered, +"~Baa-a-ah!~" and sometimes it sounded like "~Maa-a-ah.~" + +Coosie and Carrie ran up, and licked my hand as I said good-by. Now, +were they not dear little pets? + + A. F. A. + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE FOURTH OF JULY CAKE. + + +_Fred._--Oh! look here, Bessy and Maggy: come and see the splendid +Fourth of July cake that mother has made! + +_Bessy._--You must not touch it, Fred: mother will be displeased if you +touch it. + +_Fred._--I want to see if she has salted it well. Look at the currants +and the raisins! + +_Bessy._--And how nicely it is sugared and frosted! + +_Maggy._--Me see; me see! + +_Fred._--There! Maggy has put her whole hand in. What will mother say? + +_Bessy._--It will do no harm now for me to taste it. + +_Fred._--Isn't it nice? + +[Illustration] + +_Maggy._--Me want plum. + +_Bessy._--Maggy mustn't stick her hand in. She will spoil mamma's nice +cake. + +_Maggy._--Me want taste. You and Fred taste. + +_Fred._--Hark! I hear mother's step on the stairs. Now scatter, all +three! Lick your fingers clean, and run. + +_Bessy._--I wish we hadn't touched the cake. + + (_Enter_ MOTHER.) + +_Mother._--What's this? Who has been at my cake,--my cake that I took so +much pains to make handsome? + +_Bessy._--Fred wanted to see if it was properly salted. + +_Mother._--Here's the mark of Maggy's hand! And here's a deep hole which +Fred's naughty finger must have made! And here, Bessy, are your marks. +I'm ashamed of you all. Meddling with my nice cake without leave. + +_Bessy._--I'm very sorry I touched it, mother. + +_Fred._--So am I; but I wanted to see if it was well seasoned. + +_Mother._--Well seasoned, sir? You deserve to be well seasoned with a +rod. Now, your punishment shall be, not to taste a crumb of this nice +cake, any one of you. I shall give it to the poor family opposite. + +_Fred._--Hoo-oo-oo-oo! Oh, don't! + +_Maggy._--Don't, mamma; don't! + +_Bessy._--Such a beautiful cake! + +_Mother._--The cake shall be given to the poor; and you must be +contented with your bread and water. + +_Fred._--Forgive us this once, mother. Remember it's the Fourth of +July,--a day when we all want to be jolly. + +_Mother._--They who would be jolly, must begin by being good. The cake +goes to those who need it much more than we do. + + (_The children all cry._) + + ALFRED SELWYN. + +[Illustration] + + + + + +[Illustration: SONG OF THE BROOK] + + + WHAT was the song of the meadow brook, + As under the willows his way he took? + Wouldn't you like to know? + "Let me play a while as I will: + By and by I must turn the mill, + As farther down I go. + + "Daisies, hanging over my side, + Beautiful daisies, starry-eyed, + Kiss me for I must go! + But think of me as I turn the wheel, + Grinding the corn into powdery meal + And drifts of golden snow." + + A. D. W. + +[Illustration] + + + + +HOW OUR SCHOOL CAME TO HAVE THE NURSERY. + + +THERE are fifty little boys and girls who go to the Blank street Primary +School. Brown heads, black heads, yellow heads, all shades of heads, may +there be seen studying their A, B, C. Some are very pretty, and some are +very plain; but they are all good children. I think so, and I ought to +know; for I am their teacher. + +Well, they read and sing and spell; and some of the larger ones write a +little. But we all get tired of doing the same thing day after day; and +I felt that my little pupils needed a change. + +So, one day, I said to them, "If you will each of you learn a little +verse so as to say it very nicely, we will have a good time next +Saturday morning. There shall be no lessons,--nothing but speaking and +singing." + +Some of the little children looked as if they did not know what I +meant. But the older ones came to me, one after another, and said, +"Please find a piece for me to learn." + +So I undertook to find pieces for them all. I thought that was an easy +thing to do; but, when I came to try it, it proved to be a hard task. I +looked through all my books and papers, without finding much of any +thing to suit me. + +I was almost ready to give up the whole plan, when a bright little boy +handed me a book with a green cover, and said, "I think there are some +nice pieces in this." + +I took the book, and looked it through. First I looked at the pictures; +and they pleased me so well, that I turned back to the first page, and +began to read. The more I read, the better I liked it; and, before I got +to the end, I was delighted. + +"Why, Johnny," said I, "I thank you for bringing me this. It is the very +thing we want." + +I sent out at once, and bought twelve back numbers of "The Nursery;" +and, before Saturday morning came, each of the children had learned a +piece from them by heart. + +Since then "The Nursery" has been in regular use in our school; and we +depend upon having a new number every month. Every one of the children +wishes to be the owner of a copy: so I think we shall soon make up quite +a large club. + + E. H. + + + + +WHERE THE DANDELIONS WENT. + + +WHEN Willy was two years old, he lived in a red farmhouse with a yard in +front of it. The dandelions were very thick there; so that the yard +looked yellow, instead of green. + +One bright morning Willy's mamma put on his straw hat, and sent him out +in the yard to play. She knew the yard had a high fence; and he could +not open the gate; so he was safe. + +When it was time for him to have a nap, and mamma went to call him, she +noticed that a great many of the dandelions were gone. She wondered +where they were; but, as Willy could not talk much, she did not ask him +about them. + +A short time after, while Willy was asleep in his crib, his mamma went +out to draw some water. When the bucket came up full of water, the top +was all yellow with dandelions. Looking down into the well, she could +see no water at all, only dandelions. + +It was no wonder, then, where the blossoms had gone. Willy had been very +busy _trying to fill up the well_! + + L. W. GAY. + + + + +THE BIRD'S-NEST. + + +LAST summer little Josie, with her papa and mamma, went into the country +to spend a few weeks with her grandmother. Grandmother lives on a farm; +and Josie had many happy times, tumbling about in the hay, hunting hens' +eggs in the barn, and watching the birds and squirrels. + +One day her papa told her that he had found a bird's-nest in the +orchard, with some queer little birds in it. Of course, Josie was very +anxious to see it; but papa was too busy to go with her then: so mamma +said that she would go. + +Josie clapped her hands, and said, "Oh! you are a good mamma;" and they +started at once for the orchard. A pair of kingbirds had built a nest on +a low branch of an apple-tree; and in the nest were two little +baby-birdies. As soon as the old birds saw Josie and her mamma coming, +they began to scold, and fly about in great alarm. + +[Illustration] + +I guess the father-bird said, "Oh, dear! here come some giants; and, if +we are not very fierce, they will steal away our babies. So, +mother-bird, you just sit here on this cherry-tree, and scream, while I +stand ready on the apple-tree to fly at them if they come near our +nest." + +Josie and her mamma walked slowly along, not knowing how angry the +kingbirds were getting, until they came to the apple-tree. "Here is the +nest, Josie," said mamma; and they went close to the tree. But the +mother-bird began to scream, and fly about, and seemed to feel so badly, +that mamma said, "We will go away from the nest, Josie; for we are +making the old bird unhappy." But Josie said, "Oh! do let me take just +one peep at the little birdies. Do, mamma, hold me up to the nest just +once!" + +Now, all this time the father-bird had kept so still that they did not +know he was on the tree just above their heads; but, as soon as mamma +lifted Josie so that she might look into the nest, he flew straight down +at them, pecked at Josie's hands, pulled mamma's hair, and beat her face +with his wings. Josie was frightened, and began to cry; but mamma held +her close in her arms, and ran away from the tree as fast as she could. + +When they reached the gate, and stopped to rest, they heard the old +birds talking it over. I guess the father-bird said, "There! I've driven +those wicked thieves away. They'll never dare to come here again." And +the little birds began to cry, "Tweet, tweet!" And the mother-bird sat +down in the nest, and said, "There, darlings, just tuck your little +heads under my wings and go to sleep. No one shall harm my dear babies." + +Josie says, "I think they were real cross not to let a little girl just +_look_ at their babies." But I think they were brave birds to take such +good care of their little ones. What do you think about it, little +"Nursery" folks? + + JOSIE'S MAMMA. + + + + +MEDITATIONS OF A SHUT-OUT ONE. + + +WELL, now, do you call that good manners? My master shut the gate in my +face, as much as to say, "Stay where you are, Bob." Then he goes in to +dine and play chess with the parson, and leaves me here to watch and +wait. + +Three hours, I do believe, I have been here on the watch,--three long, +long hours. And there he sits yonder with the folks in the summer-house. +The roast meat seems to be deliciously done, if I may judge from the +odor. Just one little bone for me, if you please, good master mine. + +What do I see? He gives a bone to that scamp Fido; but for me, his +trusty one, who, year in and year out, have guarded yard and stable so +faithfully,--for me he has nothing, not even a mouthful! And here I sit +hungering and thirsting till my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. + +[Illustration] + +But stop! I hear a whistle. Yes, it comes from my master. And there +comes Betty with a whole plateful of bones in her hand! After all, there +isn't a master like mine in all the world. I knew he wouldn't forget old +Bob. Yes, here they come. Truly a patient waiter is no loser. Bow-wow! + + FROM THE GERMAN. + + + + +DREAMING AND DOING. + + +AMY was a dear good girl in many things; but she had one bad habit: she +was too apt to waste time in dreaming of doing, instead of doing. + +In the village where she lived, Mr. Thornton kept a small shop, where he +sold fruit of all kinds, including berries in their season. + +One day he said to Amy, "Would you like to make some money?" + +"Of course I would!" said Amy; "for my dear mother often has to deprive +herself of things she needs, so that she may buy shoes or clothes for +me." + +"Well, Amy, I noticed some fine ripe blackberries along by the stone +walls in Mr. Green's five-acre lot; and he said that I or anybody else +was welcome to them. Now, if you will pick the ripest and best, I will +pay you sixteen cents a quart for them." + +Amy was delighted at the thought, and ran home and got her basket, and +called her little dog Quilp, with the intention of going at once to pick +the blackberries. + +Then she thought she would like to find out, with the aid of her slate +and pencil, how much money she should make, if she were to pick five +quarts. She found she should make eighty cents,--almost enough to buy a +new calico dress. + +"But supposing I should pick a dozen quarts: how much should I earn +then?" So she stopped and figured that out. "Dear me! It would come to a +dollar and ninety-two cents!" + +Amy then wanted to know how much fifty, a hundred, two hundred, quarts +would give her; and then, how much she should get if she were to put +thirty-two dollars in the savings bank, and receive six per cent +interest on it. + +[Illustration: DREAMING AND DOING.] + +Quilp grew very impatient, but Amy did not heed his barking; and, when +she was at last ready to start, she found it was so near to dinner-time +that she must put off her enterprise till the afternoon. + +As soon as dinner was over, she took her basket, and hurried to the +five-acre lot; but a whole troop of boys from the public school were +there before her. It was Saturday afternoon. School did not keep; and +they were all out with their baskets. + +Amy soon found that all the large ripe berries had been gathered. Not +enough to make up a single quart could she find. The boys had swept the +bushes clean. All Amy's grand dreams of making a fortune by picking +blackberries were at an end. Slowly and sadly she made her way home, +recalling on the way the words of her teacher, who once said to her, +"One doer is better than a hundred dreamers." + + ANNA LIVINGSTON. + + + + +BOBOLINK. + + + BOBOLINK, Bobolink! + Are you tipsy with drink? + Or why do you swagger round so? + You've a nest in the grass + Somewhere near where I pass, + And fear I'll molest it, I know. + + Bobolink, Bobolink! + Do you think, do you think, + I'd trouble your dear little nest? + Oh! I would not do that; + For I am not a cat: + So please let your mind be at rest. + + NORTH ANDOVER, MASS. AUNT CLARA. + +[Illustration] + + + + +PRAIRIE-DOGS. + + +ANNIE and her baby-brother went to ride with their papa and mamma. They +crossed the river on a long bridge; and beyond it they saw horses and +cows feeding on the green prairie. + +"What are all these heaps of dirt for?" said Annie. + +"We are just entering 'dog-town,'" said her papa; "and those are the +houses of the inhabitants. Do you see the two little fellows sitting up +on that mound?" + +"Yes," said Annie; "but they look like little fat squirrels; don't they, +mamma?" + +Baby pointed his little chubby finger, and said, "Ish!" + +"They are prairie-dogs," said mamma; "but are sometimes called the +'wish-ton-wish' and 'prairie marmot,' and sometimes 'prairie marmot +squirrel.' It is like the marmot because it burrows in the ground, and +like the squirrel because it has cheek-pouches." + +"Well, what do they call them _dogs_ for?" said Annie. + +"Let us stop and watch them," said her papa. "Hark! do you hear them +bark?" + +"Yes: it is a little squeaking bark," said Annie. "It sounds like +'chip-chip-chip.'" + +"Now see," said her papa, "how funnily that little fellow sits up, with +his fore-paws hanging down, and watches us." + +Annie shook the whip; and the prairie-dog scampered into his hole. Up +he popped his head again in a moment, and jerked his short tail, and +barked. + +This seemed a signal for the whole town. On almost every mound appeared +two or three dogs; and they set up such a barking and jerking of tails, +that everybody in the wagon laughed and shouted. + +"Now we will ride up close to the mound," said papa, as he started up +old Fox, and sung a bit of the old song:-- + + "The prairie-dogs in dog-town + Will wag each little tail, + And think there's something coming + Riding on a rail." + +There were several bushels of dirt in the mound. In the centre of it was +the hole, which was very large at the entrance. The earth all around was +worn very smooth and hard. + +Here the little dogs sit and bark and jerk, ready to dodge into their +hole in a moment. They all looked fat and clumsy. Their color is +reddish-brown. Owls and rattlesnakes are often found living with them; +but Annie did not see any. + + MRS. O. HOWARD. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +DEAR LITTLE MARY. + + + DEAR little Mary, + Susan and Loo, + Jenny and Lizzie, + And Margaret too; + Now the sun's peeping, + Softly and sly, + In at the window, + Pets, where you lie! + + Up, up, my darlings, + Up and away! + Out to the meadows + Sweet with new hay; + + Out where the berries, + Dewy and red, + Hang in great clusters, + High overhead! + +[Illustration] + + Out where the golden-rod + Bends on its stalk, + And the wild roses + Gladden our walk; + Where amid bushes + Hidden but heard, + Joyous and grateful + Sings many a bird. + + Out where the waters, + Merry and sweet, + Ripple and tinkle + Close by your feet; + Where all things happy, + Fragrant, and fair, + In the bright morning + Welcome you there! + + MATHIAS BARB. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +A JOURNEY TO CALIFORNIA. + + +TWO little girls, Annette and Lisette, went to California with their +parents in 1849. There was no Pacific Railroad at that time; and the +journey across the plains was a long and a hard one. + +Annette and Lisette rode in the great wagon drawn by oxen. They thought +that fine fun. At night they slept in a tent. On pleasant days they +walked with their mamma for miles over the green prairies, plucking +wild-flowers as they went along. + +They saw great numbers of the funny little prairie-dogs sitting in the +doors of their cunning houses; sometimes they caught sight of an +antelope; and they often passed great herds of shaggy buffaloes. + +They liked the prairie-dogs and the antelopes; but they were afraid of +the buffaloes; and, when their papa went out to shoot one, they would +almost cry for fear he would get hurt. But, when he came back with +plenty of nice buffalo-meat, they had a real feast; for they had had no +meat but salt-pork for many a day, and they did not like that very well. + +Sometimes a storm would come up with fearful peals of thunder, and +flashes of lightning. More than once the tent was blown down, and the +rain came pouring on them; but the little girls put their heads under +the bed-clothes, and crept close to their mamma, and never minded the +storm. + +After travelling in this way three or four months, they were still many, +many days' journey away from California, and Annette and Lisette began +to wish themselves back in their old home; for now the plains were no +longer green and bright with flowers, but hot, sandy, and dusty, with +only ugly little bushes, called "sage-bushes," growing on them. + +Sometimes they would have to go all day without water; for the water was +so warm and impure, that nobody could drink it,--not even the cattle. +They saw several hot springs, so hot that they could not put their hands +in them; but their mamma found them very nice for washing clothes. + +Late in the fall they crossed the Sierra Nevada Mountains; and, oh! how +steep and narrow and rough the road was! Often their papa had to fasten +logs of wood to the wagons to keep them from going down the mountains +too fast. Sometimes a wagon would upset, and go rolling down hill. + +Yet the children enjoyed being in the mountains; for they liked to play +under the tall pine-trees, picking up the cones, and hunting for lumps +of pine-gum, and hearing all the time the sweet music of the wind as it +sang in the branches. + +But in a few days the weather got very cold. Heavy snow-storms came on. +One night twenty head of cattle were frozen to death; and as there were +few oxen left, and the flour was almost gone, the little girls began to +be very much afraid that they should perish too. + +Luckily their papa shot some fat deer, which gave them plenty to eat; +and, after many hardships, the whole party reached the Sacramento River +in safety. Here they got on board of a flat-boat, and went to Sacramento +City, where they lived in a tent for many months. I may some time tell +you how they went to the mines. + +A journey to California is a very easy matter now-a-days. You may go by +railroad all the way, and have every comfort by day and night. + +Annette and Lisette have made the journey more than once in a palace +car; but they often think of the times when they were two happy little +girls riding over the prairies in a baggage-wagon, or playing together +under the mountain pines. + + A. F. + + SALT-LAKE CITY, UTAH. + +[Illustration] + + + + +A LETTER TO GEORGE. + + +DEAR GEORGE,--I wish you were with me now on my farm. We are having nice +times. There is a little colt here that follows me all about. He does +this because I give him apples. But I think he is more fond of the +apples than of me. + +[Illustration] + +One day I had nothing to give him; and this made him feel very cross. He +put back his ears, and kicked up his heels, and scared the chickens +almost to death. + +[Illustration] + +There are ten little chickens. One of them was sick; but it has got +better. One of them was running along the other day, and caught his foot +in a string; the string caught on a bush, and held him fast; and there +he was standing on one leg and struggling until I pulled the string off. + +[Illustration] + +William and Jane are going down to Mr. Walker's to get a basket of +apples. Come and see me, and I will give you some; and you shall make +friends with the colt. + + W. O. C. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE BLACKBERRY FROLIC. + + +"WHY, where are you going, Nelly?" asked Martin Ray of his sister, as, +with a plate of pudding for him, she entered his chamber where he was +confined to his bed. + +Poor Martin had broken his leg by a fall from a tree, and he had to keep +very still. + +"We have made up a blackberry-party," said Nelly. "The girls and boys +are waiting for me at the door; and I can only stop a minute to say that +you must be good, and not fret while I am away." + +"Don't be late in returning home," said Martin; "for mother is going to +take me down stairs for the first time, this afternoon; and I want to +see you before I go up to bed." + +"All the sweetest berries I can find shall be saved for you," said +Nelly, as she tied the little scarf about her neck, put on her hat, and +kissed Martin for good-by. + +Nelly's companions were waiting impatiently for her at the door; and, +when she came, they raised a shout of "Here she is!" Then they set off, +through a shady lane, on their walk to Squire Atherton's woods, along +the borders of which the blackberries grew in great profusion. + +Soon they came to a place where a brook crossed between two fields, with +such a narrow plank for a bridge that some of the girls did not half +like going over it; for the brook seemed to be quite full and deep. + +"What a fuss you girls make about trifles!" cried Robert Wood. "Who but +a girl would think of being frightened at a bridge like this?" + +[Illustration] + +"Stop that, Robert," said Harry Thorp. "I will help them across in a way +that will prevent all danger." + +Harry plucked up a stout bulrush that grew near by, and held it out over +the plank to the girls to serve as a kind of support for them to hold +by. Susan Maples was the first to lay hold of the thick end of the +bulrush, by which Harry led her across. Then the other girls followed; +but, just as Nelly got on, Robert Wood shook the plank, and tried to +scare her. + +He did not succeed in this; for Nelly was thinking of her dear brother +at home with his broken leg, and she felt that she would not be afraid +of a much more dangerous crossing than that over the plank. + +After a walk of a mile, they came to the edge of the wood. "Jewels of +jet! Look here!" cried Harry Thorp. "See the bouncers! Here's sweetness! +Here's blackness! Here's richness!" + +[Illustration] + +And, true enough, there they were. Never were high-bush blackberries +finer or riper; but the largest and ripest seemed always the hardest to +get at. The boys cut hooked sticks, with which they pulled down the +branches; and their mouths were soon black with the juice of the +berries. Then the girls began filling their baskets. + +The sun was low in the west when Nelly remembered her promise to Martin, +and said, "Now for home!" to which the rest cried, "Agreed!" + +But the girls had not gone far before they began eating the berries from +their baskets, and offering them to one another,--all but Nelly Ray. She +did not eat any of her blackberries, nor did she give any away; and yet +she had the best basketful of all. + +She had, besides, a branch of a bush, with berries on it, which she was +carrying very carefully; so that she kept a few steps behind the other +girls. + +When Nelly reached home, she looked in at the open door, and saw Martin +down stairs for the first time since his accident. He was wrapped in +shawls; and Nelly said, as she put the full basket on his knees, and +waved the branch before his eyes, "Why, brother, they have wrapped you +up so, and your face is so pale, that you look like a girl." + +"Looks are nothing: behavior is all," said Martin, laughing. "Why, +Nelly, what a splendid feast we shall have! What big ones! Thank you, +dear, dear sister." + +As she heard those words, and saw his pleased looks, Nelly felt she was +well repaid for all her trouble. + + IDA FAY. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration: Music] + + + + + +LITTLE JACK HORNER. + + + Words by AUNT CLARA. Music by T. CRAMPTON, W. London. + + 1. Little Jack Horner, + He sat in the corner, + Crying for something to eat; + In came Mother Hubbard, + And went to the cupboard, + And bro't him a nice plate of meat. + Then little Jack Horner + Came out of the corner, + And threw his nice meat on the floor: + "I want some mince pie!" + Was the naughty boy's cry, + As he clung to the drawing-room door. + + 2 "I don't like cold lamb; + Give me raspberry-jam:" + But old Mother Hubbard said, "No! + If a boy cannot eat + Such nice, wholesome meat, + To bed without food he must go." + + 3 So little Jack Horner, + Who cried in the corner, + Was washed clean, and put into bed: + After sleeping all night, + He awoke fresh and bright, + And was glad to eat plain meat and bread. + + * * * * * + +Transcriber's Notes: + +Obvious punctuation errors repaired. + +This issue was part of an omnibus. The original text for this issue did +not include a title page nor a table of contents. This was taken from +the July issue with the "No." added. 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