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+Title: The Nursery, July 1877, XXII. No. 1
+       A Monthly Magazine for Youngest Readers
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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 XXII.&mdash;No. 1.<br />
+
+<br /><br />
+BOSTON:<br />
+JOHN L. SHOREY, No. 36 BROMFIELD STREET,<br />
+1877.<br />
+</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_ii" id="Page_ii">[ii]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class='copyright'><br /><br /><br />
+Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1877, by<br />
+JOHN L. SHOREY,<br />
+In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington.<br />
+<br /><br /><br />
+FRANKLIN PRESS:<br />
+RAND, AVERY, AND COMPANY,<br />
+117 FRANKLIN STREET,<br />
+BOSTON.<br /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_iii" id="Page_iii">[iii]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/contents.png" width="400" height="210" alt="Contents" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h3>IN PROSE.</h3>
+
+
+
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Contents in Prose">
+<tr><td align='left'>&nbsp;</td><td align='right'><small>PAGE</small></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Percy and the Oxen</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_3">3</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Pet Rabbits</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_5">5</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Fourth of July Morning</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_7">7</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>A Fish Story</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_11">11</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Buttercup's Circus</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_13">13</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>At Sea</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_14">14</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Drawing-Lesson</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_17">17</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Solomon and the tame Bear</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_18">18</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Sixth Lesson in Astronomy&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_21">21</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Pictures for Mary</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_25">25</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>The Chamois</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_28">28</a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+
+<h3><br />IN VERSE.</h3>
+
+
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Contents in Verse">
+<tr><td align='left'>&nbsp;</td><td align='right'><small>PAGE</small></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>The Wild Bees' Home</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_1">1</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Chipping-Birds' Song</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_6">6</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>The little Deserter</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_9">9</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>At Dinner</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_20">20</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Teddy's Kitten</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_23">23</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>The Garden Tools</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_30">30</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>What does little Birdie say? (<i>with music</i>)&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_32">32</a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus004.png" width="250" height="194" alt="A Merry Christmas to You" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[1]</a></span></p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_iv" id="Page_iv">[iv]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 339px;">
+<img src="images/illus005.png" width="339" height="500" alt="Wild bees" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+<span class="smcap">Wild bees of the wood are we;</span><br />
+<span class="smcap">But our hive you must not see.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[2]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2>THE WILD BEES' HOME.</h2>
+
+
+<div class='poem'>
+<span class="smcap">Wild</span> bees of the wood are we;<br />
+But our hive you must not see:<br />
+Here behold our happy home,<br />
+Where we labor, where we roam.<br />
+Brooks that on their shining bosoms<br />
+Catch the overhanging blossoms;<br />
+Banks all bright with clustering flowers,&mdash;<br />
+Here is where we pass our hours.<br />
+<br />
+Seldom on this solitude<br />
+Does a girl or boy intrude;<br />
+Few among you are aware<br />
+What a home is ours, so fair!<br />
+In the brook are little fish;<br />
+You would like them on a dish:<br />
+Keep away, and bring no hooks<br />
+To these happy, murmuring brooks.<br />
+<br />
+You would like to find our hoard<br />
+Of honey-comb and honey stored;<br />
+You would track us, if you could,<br />
+Through the field, and through the wood,<br />
+Till, within some hollow tree,<br />
+You our waxen cells could see.<br />
+But beware now what you do;<br />
+Treat us well, and we'll treat you.<br />
+</div>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Dora Burnside.</span><br />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[3]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/illus007.png" width="500" height="380" alt="Percy and the Oxen" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<h2>PERCY AND THE OXEN.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Summer</span> came, and the city streets were dry, dusty, and
+noisy, and the bricks made everybody's eyes ache.</p>
+
+<p>So mamma took little Percy, who was only three years
+old, and the rosy, fat one-year-old baby, and went away in
+the steam cars to the green, fresh, cool, sunny country.
+Grandpa was left all alone in the still city home, with good
+old 'Titia to keep house for him until the family should
+come back in the fall.</p>
+
+<p>Well, those who could go to the country had just as
+much fun as they could wish for,&mdash;sitting out under the
+trees all the sunny days, and in the barn, when the sun
+was too hot for them to want him to shine on them.</p>
+
+<p>One day, great-aunt Hannah was giving her nephews
+and nieces a dinner of corn and beans, and apples and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[4]</a></span>
+cream, and nice bread and butter, and they all sat at the
+table a long time, talking and laughing, and enjoying themselves.</p>
+
+<p>All at once little mamma said, "Why, where's Percy?"
+and sprang up, and ran to the side-door, which opened on to
+the green.</p>
+
+<p>No Percy was to be seen there: so all began to hunt
+through the sitting-room, even through the parlor (where
+he never played), out in the kitchen, farther out through
+the long wood-shed, still farther out in the carriage-house;
+but he was in none of these places.</p>
+
+<p>Then great-aunt Hannah opened the cupboards, and
+pulled out the drawers, as though she expected to find
+the "grand-boy" rolled up in a napkin, and tucked away
+in a corner.</p>
+
+<p>There was a high state of flutter when mamma peeped
+round the edge of the open dining-room door, and said,
+"Come with me."</p>
+
+<p>She was so smiling, that every one knew the search was
+up; and a row of tall people and short people, headed by
+little mamma, and ended by tall aunt Hannah, streamed out
+and over the green, across the road. There they were
+stopped, and told by mamma to go softly and look in one
+of the barn-windows.</p>
+
+<p>What did they see? A good load of sweet-scented hay
+piled on a wide hay-cart, two big oxen yoked to that, standing
+in the middle of the barn-floor, with their two great
+heads held down very low.</p>
+
+<p>In front of them was little chubby Percy, in his clean
+white frock, swinging a tiny pail, that would hold a teaspoonful
+of berries, in one hand, and with the other holding
+out a berry to the oxen, as they put their great mouths
+down to be fed.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Aunt Emmie.</span><br />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus009.png" width="300" height="248" alt="Pet Rabbits" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>PET RABBITS.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Many</span> of my little readers have owned tame rabbits; but
+I doubt if they ever had for a pet the little wild rabbit who
+lives in the woods, and, at the South, builds his nest above
+ground.</p>
+
+<p>On a warm, sunny afternoon in May, two little rabbits,
+whose mother had been killed by a dog, were brought home
+in a gentleman's pocket, and given to my little boys. They
+were not old enough to feed themselves: so we put some
+milk in a small bottle, and tied a piece of sponge to the
+neck of it, and in that way the little things sucked up
+the milk.</p>
+
+<p>The children had a large, old-fashioned fireplace in their
+room, and, after taking out the andirons, they covered the
+bricks with fresh clover and grass, making a safe and snug
+home for the rabbits at night. Several times a day they
+were allowed to run about the lawn, and crop the sweet
+white clover; and often at night, they would jump out from
+their home in the fireplace, and run about the room.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>They were named George and Mary Rabbit, and always
+used to sleep side by side. But after a few weeks they
+must have felt tired of their humdrum life; for one bright
+morning they ran away. I hope they are living happily
+together in the fragrant woods from which they were
+brought.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Charlie's Mamma.</span><br />
+</div>
+<p><span class="smcap">Kittrells, N. C.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<h2>CHIPPING-BIRDS' SONG.</h2>
+
+
+<div class='poem'>
+"<span class="smcap">Chipper</span>, chipper, clear the way;<br />
+We must be at work to-day.<br />
+See us swiftly fly along,<br />
+Hear our bursts of merry song.<br />
+Watch me in my busy flight,<br />
+Glancing in your window bright;<br />
+Save your bits of yarn for me,<br />
+Just think what a help 'twould be!"<br />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 163px;">
+<img src="images/illus010.png" width="163" height="300" alt="Chipping Bird" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+"Chip, chip, chipper!" How he sings,<br />
+As he comes for shreds and strings,<br />
+Which he is not slow to see,<br />
+From the budding lilac-tree!<br />
+Now with cunning, saucy pranks,<br />
+See him nod his hearty thanks:<br />
+"These are just the thing," sings he;<br />
+"Truly you are helping me!"<br />
+<br />
+"Chipper, chipper!" See him go;<br />
+Now 'tis fast, and now 'tis slow;<br />
+Working ever at the nest,<br />
+Never stopping once to rest;<br />
+Getting little straws and strings<br />
+For his good wife, while he sings,<br />
+"Chip, chip, chipper, gay are we;<br />
+See us in the lilac-tree!"<br />
+<br />
+"Chipper, chipper," all day long;<br />
+Thus I hear his tuneful song,<br />
+Meaning, as he flutters past,<br />
+Gayly warbling, working fast,<br />
+"I can't stop to talk to you;<br />
+I have got my work to do:<br />
+Chip, chip, chipper, clear the way;<br />
+We shall finish up to-day."<br />
+</div>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Annie A. Preston.</span><br />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/illus011.png" width="500" height="378" alt="Fourth of July Morning" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>FOURTH OF JULY MORNING.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Mat</span>, Let, and Win are the names by which three little
+sisters of my acquaintance are usually called. These are
+nicknames, of course. Can you guess what their real names
+are?</p>
+
+<p>Lest you should be too long about it, I will tell you: they
+are Matilda, Letitia, and Winifred. Mat is the one standing
+on the chair in the picture; Let is the one sitting on the
+bed, with her left foot hanging down; and Win, the
+youngest, is the one sitting up in bed.</p>
+
+<p>What is the cause of all this commotion? It is only four
+o'clock in the morning; but Mat and Let have rushed into
+Win's room to get a good view, out of her window, of the
+men firing guns out on the green. It is the Fourth of
+July.</p>
+
+<p>"Why do they wake us up so early with their bell-ringing,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a></span>
+their crackers, and guns?" said Let. "I hate the
+Fourth of July!"</p>
+
+<p>"She talks like a rebel," said Win. "She must be put
+in prison."</p>
+
+<p>"That is not a bad idea, Win," said Mat. "She hates
+the Fourth of July, does she?&mdash;the birthday of the great
+republic! She hates it!&mdash;the day that made us a nation."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes; and I hate the stars and stripes, and all this fuss
+and noise, this smell of smoke, and firing of crackers," said
+Let, showing a fist.</p>
+
+<p>"Jump up, Win, and help me arrest this rebel," said
+Mat. "The country is lost if we allow such talk."</p>
+
+<p>The next minute, the three sisters were running about
+the room,&mdash;Mat and Win trying to catch poor Let, and
+thrust her into the closet, which was to be her prison.
+Such a stamping, such an outcry, as there was!</p>
+
+<p>"What's all that racket there?" cried papa, at last, from
+the foot of the stairs that led into his room underneath.
+"Isn't there noise enough out of doors, without your shaking
+the house over our heads?"</p>
+
+<p>"Let says she hates the Fourth of July, and the old flag,"
+cried Mat; "and we think she ought to be put in prison as
+a rebel. We are trying to arrest her."</p>
+
+<p>"Go to bed, every one of you, you rogues!" said papa,
+"or I will put you all in prison for breaking the peace,&mdash;Where's
+my big whip, mother?"</p>
+
+<p>"I'll tell you where it is, papa," cried little Win.</p>
+
+<p>"Where, then, is it, you little darl&mdash;I mean you little
+rogue?" said papa.</p>
+
+<p>"It is where Cinderella's glass slippers are," screamed
+Win. "Ask the fairies where that is."</p>
+
+<p>What a scampering and laughing there was then!</p>
+
+<p>Papa made a pounding with his feet on the stairs, as if he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span>
+were coming up in a great rage; but he and mamma were
+laughing all the time, and so were Mat and Let,&mdash;all but
+Win, and she kept a grave face.</p>
+
+<p>It was now almost five o'clock, and the three sisters made
+up their minds that they would dress themselves, and go
+out on the green to see the fun.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Emily Carter.</span><br />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 347px;">
+<img src="images/illus013.png" width="347" height="325" alt="The Little Deserter" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>THE LITTLE DESERTER.</h2>
+
+
+<div class='center'><br />FREDERICK.</div>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+<span class="smcap">See</span> him on the apple-tree,<br />
+Looking down so bold and free!<br />
+Now that he his wings can show us,<br />
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span>He pretends he does not know us.<br />
+<br />
+Ah, you rogue! are you aware<br />
+How deserters often fare?<br />
+Come, be good, and I'll not chide:<br />
+See, the door is open wide.<br />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class='center'><br />BIRDIE.</div>
+
+<div class='poem3'>
+Peep, peep, peep!<br />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class='center'><br />CLARA.</div>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+Were you not well treated by us?<br />
+Why, then, do you thus defy us?<br />
+Salad every morning early,<br />
+Crumbs of bread, and grains of barley,<br />
+Sugar, now and then a berry,<br />
+And in June a nice ripe cherry,&mdash;<br />
+These were yours; don't be ungrateful;<br />
+To desert us is too hateful.<br />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class='center'><br />BIRDIE.</div>
+
+<div class='poem3'>
+Peep, peep, peep!<br />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class='center'><br />FREDERICK.</div>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+Now 'tis pleasant all, and sunny,<br />
+Bees are busy making honey,<br />
+You can flit from bough to bough,<br />
+You can sing and twitter now:<br />
+Wait till winter comes, you rover,<br />
+Then your frolic will be over.<br />
+Cats are on the roof already:<br />
+Birdie, dear, come back to Freddy.<br />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class='center'><br />BIRDIE.</div>
+
+<div class='poem3'>
+Peep, peep, peep!<br />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span></p>
+
+
+<div class='center'><br />CLARA.</div>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+Peep and peep! What then, deserter?<br />
+Was there creature ever perter?<br />
+Mine you are; to me belong;<br />
+Me you owe each day a song.<br />
+Darling, here's your cage all clean;<br />
+Come, I say, and don't be mean;<br />
+Come, and be once more our pet,<br />
+And your fault we will forget.<br />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class='center'><br />BIRDIE.</div>
+
+<div class='poem3'>
+Peep, peep, peep! T'wee, t'wee, t'wee!<br />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class='center'><br />PAPA.</div>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+Ha! he takes his merry flight,<br />
+And the little bird is right.<br />
+No deserter, child, is he,<br />
+Who escapes to liberty.<br />
+Air and sun and open sky<br />
+Birdie likes, as you and I.<br />
+Paid to him is now your debt,<br />
+And I'm glad: so do not fret.<br />
+</div>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Ida Fay.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<h2>A FISH STORY.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Cousin Willie</span> lives on a pleasant island in Chesapeake
+Bay. He has a boat called the "Nautilus." One morning
+he was taking a sail in his boat, when he saw a large fish-hawk
+soaring and wheeling through the air, as though in
+search of a breakfast for its young nestlings. At length it<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span>
+made a dive down to the water, and brought up a large
+fish.</p>
+
+<p>Just then an eagle that had been watching the fish-hawk
+from the top of a tree, came swooping down toward the
+hawk, as if determined to have the fish for his own breakfast.</p>
+
+<p>The eagle attacked the hawk; and the two birds fought
+for the fish until the hawk was forced to let it drop, when
+the eagle made a rapid swoop, and caught the fish in his
+talons.</p>
+
+<p>Cousin Willie, from his boat, watched the fight of the
+birds, and thought he would like to make the bold robber
+give up his prey. So he shot at him with a pistol, and gave
+him such a fright that he dropped the fish in his turn.</p>
+
+<p>Willie picked up the fish, took it home, and laid it upon
+a table in the kitchen to be cooked for dinner. But a sly
+old cat saw it on the table, and, as no one was near to
+prevent, she grabbed it quickly, and stole away with it to
+give herself and her kittens a breakfast.</p>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+Thus the cunning puss and her kitties, you see,<br />
+Got the better of those brave fishers three.<br />
+</div>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Cousin Lucy.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 325px;">
+<img src="images/illus016.png" width="325" height="236" alt="Hawk" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/illus017.png" width="500" height="385" alt="Buttercup&#39;s Circus" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>BUTTERCUP'S CIRCUS.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Fred</span> and Bertie, two little black-eyed boys, were visiting
+their Aunt Susan in a beautiful country village. The
+large, old-fashioned house, under a giant elm-tree, was full
+of wonders to them; but their greatest delights were in
+driving the old gray horse, or feeding and petting an
+Alderney calf which their Uncle Harry was raising.</p>
+
+<p>This "baby-cow," as little Bertie called her, was kept
+away from its mother, old Clover, most of the day, and tied
+to a cherry-tree in the side yard. The boys named her
+Buttercup. They were allowed to feed her with meal and
+water; and she soon grew so tame, that they could pat and
+caress her as much as they pleased.</p>
+
+<p>One day Fred found an old saddle in the stable; and he
+proposed to Bertie to help him put it on the calf, and have<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span>
+a ride the length of her rope. They succeeded in fastening
+it upon Buttercup's smooth back; and Freddie exclaimed
+with delight, "Now we will have a first-class circus!"</p>
+
+<p>They brought a chair from the house, and placed it by
+the side of Miss Cow, she looking wonderingly at them with
+great round eyes. The boys both stood together in the
+chair, and Fred said, "Now I will count, and, when I say
+<i>four</i>, we must spring upon the saddle. One&mdash;two&mdash;three&mdash;four;"
+and on they went.</p>
+
+<p>But, before they could have said "<i>five</i>" Miss Buttercup's
+heels were in the air, and her head went down so quickly,
+that Master Fred felt a sudden chill, and found himself in a
+tub of rain-water that stood under the eaves of the wood-shed;
+while Bertie went head-foremost into a pan of meal
+and water.</p>
+
+<p>A slight noise followed their fall. Their uncle and aunt
+appeared. The saddle was sent back to the stable, and the
+boys did not engage Buttercup for any more circus performances
+that summer.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Mamma Maggie.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<h2>AT SEA.</h2>
+
+
+<div class='right'>
+<span class="smcap">Bark "Murray," Pacific Ocean</span>, December, 1876.<br />
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Dear Nursery</i>,&mdash;I am making a voyage, on a sailing
+vessel from San Francisco to the Sandwich Islands. We
+have been on the water for three weeks.</p>
+
+<p>Every day at noon, if the sun shines, the captain comes
+up on deck with a queer thing in his hand, which he calls a
+sextant. With this he looks at the sun, and finds out just
+where on this great ocean we are, and just how far we have
+gone in the last twenty-four hours. To-day he says we are
+three hundred miles from Honolulu.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/illus019.png" width="500" height="376" alt="At Sea." title="" />
+</div>
+
+<p>There are twenty sails on this ship. I love to lie down
+on deck, and look at them; and I think it is a beautiful sight
+to see them all spread and filled with wind. It almost seems
+as if their tops touched the sky. All the masts and sails
+and ropes have names. I am sure it would take me a good
+while to learn them; but all the sailors know them.</p>
+
+<p>When the captain wants a sail changed, he gives the
+order in a very loud tone; then the first mate, who is never
+very far from the captain, repeats the order; and then the
+sailors run quickly to the ropes and pull away, and sing
+while they pull; and the sail goes up or down, just as the
+captain wants it.</p>
+
+<p>Every hour a sailor takes his turn at steering the ship:
+so there is always one man at the wheel. There is a large
+bell swung just in front of him, which he strikes every half-hour
+to mark the time. When it is twelve o'clock, he strikes<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span>
+the bell eight times; and it is eight bells again at four
+o'clock and at eight o'clock. The first hour after eight
+bells is two bells; the second, four bells; the third, six
+bells; and the half-hours strike the odd numbers,&mdash;three,
+five, and seven bells. It is a very funny way to tell time, I
+think.</p>
+
+<p>One day the captain slung a hammock on deck, and we
+had a nice time swinging in it. Another day, when the sea
+was very calm, he hung a rope from the rigging, and made
+a real swing for us. We have long fish-lines which we
+throw over the ship's side. Once a gentleman on board
+caught a beautiful dolphin, all green and blue and gold.
+The steward made a nice chowder out of the dolphin for our
+lunch, and we had baked dolphin for dinner that day.</p>
+
+<p>Thanksgiving Eve a little lamb was born on board. The
+sailors named it "Thanksgiving," for the day. It is a dear
+little lamb now,&mdash;so white and gentle! We have tied a
+blue ribbon around its neck, and it will run all over the
+deck after us, and go to sleep in our laps. There is a cunning
+little pig, too, which I call "Dennis," after the pig
+that I read about in "The Nursery." I wish it were really
+the same wonderful little pig; but mamma says she does
+not think it can be.</p>
+
+<p>I must tell you about the beautiful bouquet the steward
+made for our Thanksgiving dinner. It was made out of
+vegetables with a knife&mdash;yellow roses from carrots, and
+white roses, japonicas, and tuberoses from turnips and potatoes.
+Some of the petals he dipped into beet-water, and so
+made blush roses of them. Then he made two canary-birds
+of carrots, and perched them among the flowers. Mamma
+said that she had seen many a cluster of wax flowers that
+were not as beautiful.</p>
+
+<p>Perhaps I will write again when we arrive at Honolulu.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Rose.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 351px;">
+<img src="images/illus021.png" width="351" height="500" alt="DRAWING-LESSON BY HARRISON WEIR." title="" />
+<span class="caption">DRAWING-LESSON BY HARRISON WEIR.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2>SOLOMON AND THE TAME BEAR.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Uncle Reuben</span> was a farmer; and he had a great many
+cattle, sheep, horses, pigs, geese, and turkeys, all of which,
+you know, are usually found on a large farm; and, besides
+these, he had one animal not usually found on a farm, and
+that was a tame bear. He hired a large boy to do the
+"chores," as the easy part of farm-work is called; and this
+boy's name was Solomon Sturtevant.</p>
+
+<p>Now, although the bear was tame, he was kept chained;
+for there was no knowing what mischief even a tame bear
+might take it into his head to do. He might take a notion
+to find out how a nice tender pig would taste.</p>
+
+<p>Solomon thought it fine sport to tease the bear, and there
+was one way of doing it more amusing than any other, and
+that was to pelt him with green chestnut-burs.</p>
+
+<p>Chestnut-burs, you know, are covered with sharp thorns;
+and yet the bear, being very fond of chestnuts, would try to
+get at the nuts which he knew were in them,&mdash;snarling
+and whining, and making up very comical faces, because the
+burs pricked his mouth.</p>
+
+<p>Solomon would stand and watch him, and think it fine
+fun. But he came near doing it once too often; for
+one day, when he had carried the bear a capful of burs,
+intending to have a good laugh at him, the chain that held
+the bear was not fastened as firmly as usual. After trying
+two or three burs, the bear made a spring toward Solomon,
+got loose from his chain, and started after him in earnest.</p>
+
+<p>Solomon was not long in deciding that he had something
+to do <i>that</i> time besides laughing, and started in a hurry to
+get out of the bear's way. Now there was a ladder leaning
+against the side of the barn close by, and Solomon thought
+that if he went up on the barn-roof he would be all right.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/illus023.png" width="500" height="377" alt="Bear on the ladder" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<p>No such thing. The bear went right up the ladder after
+him. Then Solomon ran up the roof to the ridge; but
+the bear followed. Solomon ran down the other side of the
+roof, and so did the bear. Solomon jumped down to
+the cow-house, and still the bear followed him. Then Solomon
+jumped on to a shed that was close by the cow-house,
+and the bear jumped too.</p>
+
+<p>Solomon now began to think that his time had come.
+He gave one more jump from the shed to the ground.
+This was too much of a jump for the bear to take, and so
+Solomon made good his escape.</p>
+
+<p>I do not remember how the bear got down; but I am
+sure, that, when he did, Solomon did not care to feed him
+any more with green chestnut-burs. I think Solomon was
+too glad to escape a hugging to try it very soon again.</p>
+
+<p>This is a true story.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Aunt Em.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus024.png" width="400" height="273" alt="At Dinner" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>AT DINNER.</h2>
+
+
+<div class='poem'>
+<span class="smcap">My</span> little kittens, here, you see,<br />
+Are just as good as they can be;<br />
+Not often do three children dine,<br />
+Who are as well-behaved as mine.<br />
+<br />
+I've taught them how to be polite,<br />
+To keep their bibs all clean and white,<br />
+To say, "Mee-oo" for "If you please,"<br />
+And never to be cross, or tease.<br />
+<br />
+My darlings, Muff and Puff and Fluff,<br />
+Stop always when they've had enough:<br />
+They never come unwashed or late,<br />
+They never crowd or push the plate.<br />
+<br />
+My care has not been vainly spent;<br />
+That's why I purr with such content;<br />
+For I'm the milk-white puss, you know,<br />
+That sits close by&mdash;their mother&mdash;<span class="smcap">Snow</span>.<br />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/illus025.png" width="500" height="353" alt="Sixth Lesson in Astronomy" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>SIXTH LESSON IN ASTRONOMY.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Did</span> you ever hear of a great bear and a little bear made
+of stars? And a big dog? And a lion? If you never
+did, I suppose you would like to be told where they are,&mdash;such
+astonishing things as animals made of stars. But, if
+you think a minute, you will see that every thing that has
+any thing to do with stars must be up in the sky.</p>
+
+<p>Now this very night, if the stars come out before you
+go to bed, I want you to look for the Great Bear. It is not
+a real bear, of course; but it is a kind of picture of a bear.
+I wish it could growl, to give you an idea where it is,
+because, it really looks so little like a bear, it is very hard to
+find. It is nearly overhead now; but you needn't be a bit
+frightened. The Great Bear has never been known to drop
+down on little girls and boys.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>There is a funny thing about this bear. Part of him is a
+big dipper, and I think you will find him out by that. If
+you can find the seven bright stars in the shape of a dipper,
+you have found the bear's tail and a part of his body.</p>
+
+<p>And now I want to tell you how it happens that these
+stars are called the Great Bear. If you look up in the sky
+some bright starlight night, you will see there a good many
+different figures, in stars; and a long time ago, people gave
+names to these figures. To one of them they gave the
+name of the Great Bear; to another, the Little Bear; to
+another, the Great Dog; and so on. These different star-figures
+are called constellations. They really look very
+little like the things they are named for: so I can't expect
+you to find them without help.</p>
+
+<p>Now, it is very convenient to have the stars divided up
+in this way. When I asked you to find the red star last
+winter, it would have been a great help to you if I had told
+you what constellation it was in; but you might not have
+known what I meant by a constellation.</p>
+
+<p>I had so many pleasant letters about that red star, I am
+going to ask you to write again when you find the Great
+Bear, although I suppose most of you are abed and asleep
+before he comes out for the night. He will appear earlier
+when the days are shorter, and I do not believe he can
+escape all your bright eyes. But I should advise you to ask
+some one who knows where he is to point him out to you.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+M. E. R.<br />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus026.png" width="250" height="148" alt="Lilies of the Valley" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 324px;">
+<img src="images/illus027.png" width="324" height="400" alt="Teddy&#39;s Kitten" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>TEDDY'S KITTEN.</h2>
+
+
+<div class='poem'>
+<span class="smcap">To</span> let the kitten lie and sleep<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Is something Teddy cannot do;</span><br />
+Like caterpillar in a heap,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">She'd like to curl the whole day through,</span><br />
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">If Teddy did but want her to.</span><br />
+<br />
+I wonder if she understands,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">How just the look of her soft fur</span><br />
+So tempts his little roguish hands<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">He cannot keep away from her:</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">He says he wants "to hear her purr!"</span><br />
+<br />
+And, if he does, 'tis well enough;<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">But then, why does he rub the way</span><br />
+To make her silky coat look rough?&mdash;<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">That coat of shining silver-gray,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">So washed and polished every day?</span><br />
+<br />
+Why is it that he loves so much<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">To tickle the unconscious paws</span><br />
+With just a finger tip or touch,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Or open them to find the claws?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;"><i>His</i> reason for it is, "Because!"</span><br />
+<br />
+When Teddy sometime wanted rest,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">What if a giant came and sat</span><br />
+Beside him when he slept the best,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And rolled him this way, rubbed him that,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And teased him, as he does the cat?</span><br />
+<br />
+Do you believe he'd smile and blink,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And bear the teasing patiently?</span><br />
+I think he'd wink a sleepy wink,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And say, not over pleasantly,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">"O giant, please to let me be!"</span><br />
+</div>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Mrs. Clara Doty Bates.</span><br />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 242px;">
+<img src="images/illus029.png" width="242" height="300" alt="Pictures for Mary" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>PICTURES FOR MARY.</h2>
+
+<div class='story'>
+<p><span class="smcap">When</span> little Jack Horner
+was eating pie, he put in his
+thumb, and pulled out a plum.
+When Mary's mother reads to
+her out of a book, the little girl
+acts a good deal like Jack.</p>
+
+<p>She puts out her finger, and
+points to the pictures. She<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span>
+thinks them the best part of
+the book. They are her plums.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 241px;">
+<img src="images/illus030.png" width="241" height="300" alt="Picture of cows" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class='story'>
+<p>If Mary calls out, "Moo-o-o,"
+you may know that she sees a
+picture of cows. Here is the
+very one she
+found a day
+or two ago.
+In it you see
+two cows,&mdash;a
+big one and
+a little one.
+The big cow
+is standing
+up, and the
+little cow is lying beside her.</p>
+
+<p>The little cow has no horns.
+Mary calls it "a little cow,"
+because it looks too old to be
+called a calf.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Here is the very picture that
+Mary was looking at when she
+called out, "Ba-a-a!"</p></div>
+<div class="figright" style="width: 242px;">
+<img src="images/illus031.png" width="242" height="300" alt="Sheep" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class='story'>
+<p>How many sheep do you see
+in it? There are two lying
+down: there
+is one standing
+up: that
+makes three.
+Is that all?</p>
+
+
+<p>Look very
+sharp. See
+if you can't
+find more of
+them. Mary
+found some straying about on
+the hills. She thought she
+could see lambs too; but sheep,
+when a long way off, look very
+much like lambs.</p>
+</div>
+<div class='sig'>
+A. B. C.<br />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>THE CHAMOIS.</h2>
+
+
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> chamois is a sort of antelope. But first let us say
+something of the pronunciation of this word <i>chamois</i>. It
+is often pronounced as if it were spelled <i>sham&acute;my</i>. This is,
+perhaps, the easiest mode. But it would be nearer to the
+French mode to pronounce it <i>sham-wah</i>, the last <i>a</i> having
+the sound of <i>a</i> in <i>wall</i>.</p>
+
+<p>The family of antelopes consists of nearly seventy species,
+upward of fifty being found nowhere but in Africa. The
+whole of America, North and South, contains but one
+species. All the antelopes have a most delicate sense of
+smell, and few quadrupeds can equal them in fleetness.
+They will outrun the swiftest greyhounds.</p>
+
+<p>The antelopes live in herds, and are very careful not to
+be surprised: so they place sentinels to watch, and give
+alarm. The eye, large and brilliant, is a marked feature of
+the tribe. The word "antelope" signifies "bright eyes."</p>
+
+<p>Our picture shows us several young chamois, standing
+amid the crags and chasms and precipices which they
+delight in. A chamois can descend in two or three leaps
+a rock of twenty or thirty feet, without the smallest projection
+on which to rest.</p>
+
+<p>The horns of the full-grown chamois are quite black and
+smooth, and formed like a perfect hook with very sharp
+points. These elegant creatures are the only animals of
+the antelope kind to be found in Western Europe. They
+choose for their home the loftiest mountains.</p>
+
+<p>They dislike heat, and in the summer time they frequent
+the cold upper regions of the everlasting hills,&mdash;either the
+lofty peaks, or those valleys where the snow never melts.
+In the winter time, however, the cold of those bleak solitudes
+seems too much for them, spite of their long, hair and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span>
+thick coat of fine wool; and they descend to the lower
+regions. It is then, and only then, that the hunter has any
+chance of capturing them.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/illus033.png" width="500" height="465" alt="Chamois" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<p>It is said they can scent a man a mile and a half off; and
+their restlessness and suspicion are extreme. At the prospect
+of danger they are off and away, racing at an incredible
+speed, scaling crags with the most amazing agility, and
+leaving the pursuer far behind.</p>
+
+<p>They are usually taken by a party of hunters, who surround
+the glen where they are, and advance towards each
+other until the herd is hemmed in on all sides.</p>
+
+<p>The flesh of the antelope is like venison. No animal<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span>
+ought to yield sweeter meat than the chamois, when we
+think what he feeds upon. Mountain herbs and flowers,
+and tender shoots from tree and shrub&mdash;such is his food.
+He drinks very little, but that little is sparkling water;
+while the air which reddens his blood is the purest in the
+world.</p>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Uncle Charles.</span><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<h2>THE GARDEN TOOLS.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 218px;">
+<img src="images/illus034.png" width="218" height="250" alt="Garden tools" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+<span class="smcap">Come</span>, hoe and shovel and rake,<br />
+From your winter nap awake!<br />
+The spring has come;<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">There's work to be done:</span><br />
+The birds are calling,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And off I must run</span><br />
+My little garden to make.<br />
+<br />
+You have lain in the attic so long,<br />
+Perhaps you forget you belong<br />
+In the sunshine and air full half of the year;<br />
+And to leave you to mice and to cobwebs up here<br />
+Any longer would surely be wrong.<br />
+<br />
+Come out of the darkness to light,<br />
+Where the sunbeams are glittering bright,<br />
+And the green grass is growing;<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">For I must be hoeing,</span><br />
+And digging the earth, and my seeds be a-sowing,<br />
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And finish it all before night.</span><br />
+<br />
+Oh, how I hurried and dressed!<br />
+For the robin was building his nest,<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And he cried, "Fie! For shame!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">What is the boy's name,</span><br />
+Who sleeps in the morning? He's surely to blame<br />
+For not working here with the rest."<br />
+<br />
+Come then, rake, shovel, and hoe,<br />
+With a run and a jump, here we go!<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Soon so busy we'll be,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">That the robins shall see,</span><br />
+For all their fine words, they're no smarter than we,<br />
+As off to the garden we go!<br />
+</div>
+
+<div class='sig'>
+<span class="smcap">Auntie Frank.</span><br />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus035.png" width="250" height="300" alt="Boy with tools" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"><img src="images/divider1.png" width="139" height="19" alt="Divider" title="" /></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus036.png" width="300" height="197" alt="WHAT DOES LITTLE BIRDIE SAY?" title="" />
+</div><h2>WHAT DOES LITTLE BIRDIE SAY?</h2>
+
+<p>
+Words by <span class="smcap">Tennyson</span>.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/illus036-music.png" width="500" height="558" alt="Music" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class="center"><small>[<i>Transcriber's Note: You can play this music (MIDI file) by clicking</i> <a href="music/july77.mid">here</a>.]</small><br /><br /></div>
+<div class='poem'>
+1. What does little birdie say<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">In her nest at peep of day?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Let me fly says little birdie,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Mother let me fly away.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Birdie wait a little longer</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Till the little wings are stronger.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">So she rests a little longer,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Then she flies away.</span><br />
+<br />
+2. What does little baby say<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">In her bed at peep of day?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Baby says like little birdie.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Let me rise and fly away.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Baby sleep a little longer</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Till the little limbs are stronger.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">If she sleeps a little longer,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1em;">She shall fly away.</span><br />
+</div>
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class='tnote'><h3>Transcriber's Notes</h3>
+<p>The July edition of the Nursery had a table of contents for the next
+six issues of the year. This table was divided to cover each specific
+issue. The issue number added after the Volume number on the title page.</p>
+<p>On the midi, second to last bar, bass staff, last chord, B-natural
+changed to B-flat.</p></div>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
+
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