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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 77010 ***
+
+
+
+
+
+                              A SECOND DAY
+
+                                   IN
+
+                         MARY CARROW’S SCHOOL.
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+[Illustration:
+
+  ~Second Day.~
+  Carry Deacon and her little Sister, looking at the ducks.
+]
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+
+                              A SECOND DAY
+
+                                   IN
+
+                         MARY CARROW’S SCHOOL.
+
+
+                     American Sunday-School Union:
+
+                    _PHILADELPHIA_: 316 CHESTNUT ST.
+                       _NEW YORK_: 147 NASSAU ST.
+                         _BOSTON_: 9 CORNHILL.
+                      _LOUISVILLE_: 103 FOURTH ST.
+
+                    --------------------------------
+
+      Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1849, by the
+                      AMERICAN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION,
+ in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court for the Eastern District of
+                              Pennsylvania.
+
+                    --------------------------------
+
+☞ No books are published by the AMERICAN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION without the
+sanction of the Committee of Publication, consisting of fourteen
+members, from the following denominations of Christians, viz. Baptist,
+Methodist, Congregationalist, Episcopal, Presbyterian and Reformed
+Dutch. Not more than three of the members can be of the same
+denomination, and no book can be published to which any member of the
+Committee shall object.
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+
+                                   A
+                               SECOND DAY
+                                   IN
+                         MARY CARROW’S SCHOOL.
+
+                    --------------------------------
+
+
+A cool, rainy morning. The boys and girls all came to school with thick
+shoes on, and coats and shawls to protect them from the wet. When Mary
+came, she told her scholars she was glad to find the rain had not kept
+them at home. Mary smiled, and looked around to see if they had all
+come, and she counted. Charles Linn and Harry Linn, and their sister
+Lucy. Lily Forester, and her brother Eddy. Susan Field, and Ellen Raby.
+
+All here, but Carry Deacon. Mary said, “Who can tell why Carry has not
+come to school? I do not like to miss one of my little scholars. I like
+to have them all with me.”
+
+No one could tell why Carry had not come. Mary then helped the smaller
+scholars to take off their coats and shawls; and she showed them how to
+hang up their wet things to dry on the pegs in the entry; and she bade
+them put their umbrellas into a pail, which stood by the door on purpose
+to receive them. Mary asked if they had all brought their dinners? And
+one said, “I have brought mine.” And another said, “We have brought
+ours.” And Mary said, “We have brought ours.” It was not far for Mary
+and the Linns to go home to dinner; but she liked to indulge her
+scholars when she could, and she knew she could not please them better
+than to stay and dine with them on rainy days.
+
+The boys and girls put their dinner-baskets into a little closet outside
+the school-room door; and then Mary rang her bell—the signal that it was
+time to collect. While they were putting their dinner-baskets away,
+Harry Linn said to Lily Forester,
+
+“Lily, are you glad it’s a rainy day? I am.”
+
+Lily said, “I am glad, too.”
+
+“Harry, what have you got for dinner?”
+
+“I don’t know,” Harry said. “Mary put up our dinner while I was looking
+at father when he was getting into the wagon.”
+
+“I’ll tell you what I’ve got, Harry,” said Lily; “a little pie with my
+name on it! Do you remember about Anne Lyle, and the little pie with her
+name on it? I told mother about it, when I went home, and she said if I
+was a good girl, she would make me a little pie, and put my name on it.
+Look here, Harry. I will show you.” And Lily lifted up the cloth that
+was over their dinner, and there was a little patty-pan pie, with L. F.
+plainly stamped on it.
+
+Harry said, “How nice that is! Will you give me some of it, Lily?”
+
+And Lily told Harry she would cut it in halves at dinner-time, and give
+him the largest half.
+
+Mary rang her little bell again, and Harry and Lily went into school.
+
+While the scholars were taking their seats, Carry Deacon arrived. She
+was very wet, and her face was red; and she looked fretted and tired.
+Mary said,
+
+“I am glad to see you, Carry; but what is the matter? How did you get so
+wet?”
+
+Carry told Mary her umbrella was broken, and it did not keep the rain
+off.
+
+“You are so wet, Carry,” said Mary, “that I fear you will be sick; and
+you are too far off from home to be sent back in the rain.”
+
+Mary thought a minute what she should do, and then she told Charles
+Linn, (who was the largest boy in the school,) to run home to his
+mother, and ask her to please to lend a pair of Lucy’s shoes and
+stockings, for a little girl to wear, who had come to school very wet.
+Charles Linn was an obliging, lively boy, and he ran off at once. While
+he was gone, Mary took off Carry’s wet shawl, and sent her into the
+little room adjoining the school-room, to wash her face and her feet.
+There was a pitcher of water out in the little room, and soap, and a
+basin, and a cup, and a towel. Before Carry had done washing her feet,
+Charles Linn came back with the dry shoes and stockings. Then Mary went
+out to Carry, and she helped her to put them on. And she took a little
+pocket comb out of her pocket, and combed Carry’s hair smoothly, and
+then brought her into school. Mary was sure Carry had done something
+wrong, but she did not ask her about it, because Carry always told the
+truth. Mary thought she would be very kind to Carry, and then Carry
+would perhaps come and tell her about the mishaps of her walk to school,
+without being asked. Carry was a very giddy, careless little girl, and
+she sometimes forgot to do as she was told, when she did not really mean
+to be naughty.
+
+This was Grammar morning; and while Mary attended to the grammar-class,
+Harry, and Lily, and Ellen Raby, looked over their spelling-lesson.
+
+Charles Linn was at the head of the grammar-class. Mary asked Charles if
+he could tell her what a NOUN was? Charles said, a noun was the
+grammatical name of any thing that we could see, or feel, or taste, or
+smell. Mary asked the scholar who stood next in the class, to point to
+something in the room which was a noun. She pointed to a book, and Mary
+said, “That is right.” Then Mary asked the next one, why book was a
+noun, and her little scholar could not tell. The one who stood below her
+answered. She said, book was a noun because we could see it; and she
+went above the girl who had missed. Mary said to one, “Think of a noun
+which you can taste, and tell me what it is.” And he answered, “Apple.”
+
+Carry Deacon was the one who had missed, and Mary asked Carry to think
+of something which she liked to look at and play with. Carry said,
+“Kittens.”
+
+“Now tell me, Carry, what a noun is?”
+
+Carry answered, “A noun is the name of any thing that we can see.”
+
+“Then what is a kitten?”
+
+“O, now I know,” Carry said. “Kitten is a noun, because I can see it.”
+
+Mary questioned her scholars until she thought they understood all about
+a noun; and then she told them, the next grammar-lesson would be the
+Adjective.
+
+“Now you may take your seats,” Mary said, “and look over your
+reading-lesson, while I hear the little ones spell.”
+
+Harry Linn, and Lily Forester, and Ellen Raby, said a spelling-lesson;
+and there were some words in their lesson which Mary explained to them,
+because they did not understand what these words meant. Ellen Raby
+spelled Wild Deer, and she asked Harry Linn if he knew what a wild deer
+was? Harry said, “I guess it is a goat. Let us ask Mary.”
+
+Mary told them it was not a goat, and she would see if she could find a
+picture of a wild deer to show them. She had a large book, full of
+pictures; and there were horses, and cows and goats, and many different
+kinds of animals in it.
+
+Mary soon found a picture of a wild deer, and all the scholars wished to
+come and look at it. She told them they might come. And they asked her
+to please to tell them something about a wild deer. Mary told them, that
+the part of America where they lived, and where the school-house stood,
+was once a great forest of trees, where only Indians lived, and wild
+deers and other animals. She told them that the Indians used to hunt the
+wild deer, and shoot them, that they might have them to eat. Their flesh
+was very tender and good, and was called venison.
+
+[Illustration: a wild deer]
+
+“Why are there not any wild deer here now, Mary?” asked Ellen.
+
+“Because there is no place for them to live in. The forests, where they
+like to live, are all cut down; and now, instead of forests, we have
+fine farms, and houses on them to live in.”
+
+“Who cut down the forests, Mary?” said Ellen.
+
+“Our forefathers, who came here a great while ago.”
+
+“But why did not our forefathers let the pretty little wild deers stay
+here, Mary?”
+
+“They would not stay,” Mary said. “They are afraid of people, of men and
+women, and of little boys and girls, and they ran away from them.”
+
+“Where did they go, Mary?”
+
+“Away into the forests, which are many hundreds of miles from here. When
+our forefathers came here, they wanted houses to live in, and something
+to eat; and they built themselves houses, and cut down the trees before
+they could plant corn, and wheat, and rye, and potatoes. They had to cut
+down the trees before they could make farms.”
+
+Carry looked as if she did not quite understand Mary, and Mary said,
+“You know, Carry, your mother told you, you might have a little garden
+of your own, and she gave you a little piece of ground to make your
+garden of, which was full of cedar bushes; and do you not remember, you
+asked your father if he would cut down the cedar bushes, so that you
+could have a nice smooth place for your flower seeds?”
+
+Carry said, “Yes, I remember it, and father cut down all the cedar
+bushes for me, and then he dug up the ugly roots, and he took out a
+spade one morning and dug up the ground and made it soft. And then
+mother gave me some flowers out of her garden, and she showed me how to
+plant them in my garden; and she gave me some seeds, and she showed me
+how to make little holes in the ground to hold the seeds. I put the
+seeds in the little holes and covered them up with the soft earth, and
+mother says they will grow into beautiful flowers by and by.”
+
+“Do you understand now, Carry,” said Mary, “why our forefathers cut down
+the forest trees?
+
+“The land was covered all over with trees, just as your little garden
+was covered over with cedar bushes; and you know you could not have a
+garden of flowers, until the cedar bushes were cut away.”
+
+Carry said, “Yes, I understand now. The people who came here wanted to
+plant wheat, and rye, and corn, and they could not plant seeds till the
+great trees were cut down.”
+
+Charles Linn said he would like to have another look at the wild deer
+picture; and Mary allowed him and all the scholars to examine it.
+
+Eddy Forester said, “The deer’s horns were like some his father had at
+home, to hang up his Sunday hat on; and his father called them antlers.”
+
+“Did your father ever tell you where they came from, Eddy?” asked Mary.
+
+“Yes,” said Eddy. “He told us one night—Lily and me—that they were the
+horns of a deer, which our great-grandfather shot a long time ago, on
+the spot where our house now stands.”
+
+“Oh, yes,” Lily said, “I remember, it was before we went to bed. I was
+sitting on father’s lap, and Eddy was sitting on my little stool, and
+mother was making me a new frock, when father told us about the
+Indians.”
+
+“Yes,” Eddy said, “he told us that when our great-grandfather came to
+this country from England, there was only a great forest of trees here,
+and no houses to be seen. He lived in a log-hut, which he, and the men
+who came with him, built for themselves: and they had not any thing to
+eat but the deer and wild turkeys which they shot. Father told us all
+that, and he said the antlers had been kept ever since our
+great-grandfather shot the wild deer in the forest.”
+
+                  *       *       *       *       *
+
+Mary said, “Now I will put away the large picture book, and you may all
+take your seats, while I prepare the black board.” Mary told all her
+scholars to stand up, and they answered in concert the questions she
+asked.
+
+She drew a mark on the black board thus, —— and told them to say what
+she had drawn; and they answered in concert, “a straight line.” Then she
+drew other figures, thus:
+
+[Illustration: Parallel lines. An angle. A triangle. A quadrangle. A
+circle. A semicircle. A hemisphere. An inclined plane.]
+
+After Mary had exercised her boys and girls in this way, until she
+thought they knew all the figures she had drawn, she told them to say
+the multiplication table in concert. Ellen Raby called this class the
+concert class, and they liked to be in a class altogether.
+
+Lily said she would like black board exercises every day; but Mary was
+wiser than her little scholar, and she knew that Lily would get very
+tired of doing the same thing every day. Mary liked her scholars to be
+“always busy, never weary,” and she gave them different lessons for each
+day.
+
+Now it was recess time. And what do my little readers think Mary’s
+scholars did during recess time, when it rained so fast that they could
+not go out of doors to play? They played in the school-room. They played
+Blindman Buff and “Poor Pussey wants a corner,” and “Hunt the Slipper.”
+Mary lent them her shoe to play with, and when they were tired of
+playing Hunt the Slipper, and Puss in the Corner, they gave Mary her
+shoe again, and asked her if they might play Blindman Buff. She said
+they might, but not in the school-room. She told them to go into the
+little room adjoining the school-room, where Blindman Buff, whoever he
+might happen to be, could not do any mischief. There was no ink nor
+desks in the little room, and he could walk or run about there without
+danger of hurting himself. They begged Mary to go with them, and she
+said she would. They all ran off, singing,
+
+                          Here we go
+                            All together,
+                          We have fun
+                            In rainy weather.
+
+                          One, two, three,
+                            Four, and away,
+                          We are glad
+                            Of a rainy day!
+
+Mary took her handkerchief and asked, who would be Blindman Buff first.
+They all wanted to be blindfolded first; and Mary said, “What shall I do
+to please all my little scholars? You cannot all be Blindman Buff at
+once; so I will take the oldest first.” Charles Linn was the oldest
+scholar; and after Mary had bound her handkerchief over his eyes, he
+could not see any thing at all. He put out his hands, and felt about the
+room, and at last he caught little Ellen Raby. Ellen was so much
+delighted, and laughed so merrily to see how queer Charles looked, that
+he knew by the sound of her voice where to find her. Carry Deacon came
+up to Mary and looked as if she wanted to say something to her, and as
+if she did not like to say it. Then Mary took Carry by the hand, and she
+said,
+
+“Do you want to talk to me, Carry?”
+
+Carry said, “Yes, but not before anybody. Let us go back into the
+school-room.” Mary went with Carry into the school-room while the
+scholars were at play, and she said, “Now, Carry dear, come and tell me
+all about your getting to school so late this morning.”
+
+    _Carry._  “I stopped to see Mike Terry’s kittens.”
+
+    _Mary._   “How did you know about the kittens?”
+
+[Illustration:
+
+  ~Second Day.~
+  “I stopped to see Mike Terry’s Kittens.” p. 28.
+]
+
+    _Carry._  “When I was going past neighbour Terry’s, Mike came out,
+  and he had a porringer of milk, and he was carrying it with both his
+  hands for fear it would spill.”
+
+    _Mary._   “Well, Carry, did you stop and ask Mike what he had in
+  the porringer?”
+
+    _Carry._  “Yes! Mike said it was milk for the cat. He said, the
+  old cat had some kittens in the night, and he was going to feed
+  her.”
+
+    _Mary._   “What else did Mike say?”
+
+    _Carry._  “He said the kittens were down in the barn, and the old
+  cat took hold of the kittens by their necks, with her mouth. Mike
+  asked me to come and see them.”
+
+    _Mary._   “Did you tell Mike you were on your way to school, and
+  had not leave to stop?”
+
+    _Carry._  “I only told him I was going to school, I did not tell
+  him about leave to stop.”
+
+    _Mary._   “What did Mike say to that?”
+
+    _Carry._  “He said he did not like to go to school. The master was
+  cross. He would rather stay at home and play; and then I went with
+  him to see the kittens. One was black, and one had white spots on
+  its tail, and one was yellow, just like the old cat, only it was a
+  kitten. The kittens were little bits of things. They stayed close
+  together. They climbed over one another’s backs and heads. Mike said
+  that did not hurt them at all. It was the way they kept one another
+  warm.”
+
+    _Mary._   “How long did you stay, Carry?”
+
+    _Carry._  “I don’t know, but not a great while. The kittens were
+  so pretty, I liked to look at them. I and Mike waited to see if the
+  big cat would take them up by the neck, with her mouth. Mike said it
+  looked as if she would eat them up.”
+
+    _Mary._   “How did you feel, while you were there?”
+
+    _Carry._  “I felt most about the kittens, they were such little
+  dear tiny things. I wanted to take them up, and kiss them, but Mike
+  said if I did, the old cat would scratch me.”
+
+    _Mary._   “Did you think about school?”
+
+    _Carry._  “Yes. When I had done looking at the kittens, I did. I
+  told Mike, now, I must go, I am afraid it is late. Mike said, if he
+  was me, he would not go to school at all. It was pleasant to stay at
+  home and play. I told Mike we had a pleasant time at our school,
+  rainy days as well as sunny days, and I liked to go all days. Then
+  Mike showed me a new way to school. He said it was nearer than to go
+  by the road. I got lost, and did not know where I was. I cried, and
+  wished I had not gone with Mike.”
+
+    _Mary._   “I thought you told me your umbrella was broken: how was
+  it done, Carry?”
+
+    _Carry._  “I forgot to put it away the last time it rained, and it
+  was in the kitchen, and somebody broke it.”
+
+    _Mary._   “How did you get to school at last?”
+
+    _Carry._  “I walked and walked, and I ran some of the way, and I
+  called ‘Mother,’ and ‘Mary.’ I was afraid. When I walked a little
+  farther, I got to the play-woods, and then I saw the tool-house
+  where we keep our playthings. And then I was glad, and I knew I was
+  almost here.”
+
+    _Mary._   “Does my little Carry think she has suffered enough to
+  make her remember that she should not stop by the way coming to
+  school? You know, Carry, the rule is, that the scholars must not
+  stop on their way to school, nor when they are returning, without
+  leave from their parents, or from me.”
+
+    _Carry._  “I forgot that.”
+
+Carry was a very affectionate little girl, and she put her arms round
+Mary’s neck, and said, “Will you kiss me now, Mary, and forgive me?”
+
+Mary kissed Carry, and said, “I will forgive you, dear, but do you not
+know that when we do wrong, even in a very little thing, we must ask our
+Heavenly Father to forgive us? Whenever you do wrong, a stain is left
+upon your soul—upon that part of you which lives for ever and ever.
+God’s good spirit within you makes you sensible of this stain; makes you
+feel that all is not right with you; and then you are unhappy,
+uncomfortable; and you cannot feel happy again until the stain is taken
+away. I do not see it. I cannot take it away: but God sees it, and can
+take it away. And if you are really sorry and ask Him, He will take it
+away, and make you happy again. I will give you a little prayer to
+learn; and before you lie down in your bed to-night, think over what you
+have been doing to-day. You must try to ask your Heavenly Father’s
+forgiveness before you go to sleep, and then you can repeat these
+verses.”
+
+“Will you say the little prayer to me, Mary?”
+
+“Yes.”
+
+                   Heavenly Father! I am little,
+                     And I often go astray;
+                   Wilt Thou love me, and forgive me,
+                     When I do not keep thy way?
+
+                   I have read about Thy mercy,
+                     In the Holy Bible shown;
+                   Wilt Thou bring me to my Saviour,
+                     For I cannot come alone?
+
+                   He once took up little children,
+                     And they leaned upon His arm,
+                   And I want Him to take me up,
+                     So that I’ll be safe from harm.
+
+Then Mary lent Carry the little book which had the prayer in it, and she
+told her she might take it home with her.
+
+“There is one thing more, I wish to say to you, Carry. I wish you to try
+to think about what you are told to do. What shall I do to make my
+little Carry remember?”
+
+    _Carry._  “Don’t call me careless Carry, will you?”
+
+    _Mary._   “Does any one call you so?”
+
+    _Carry._  “Yes! And I do not like to be called careless Carry.”
+
+    _Mary._   “Suppose you try not to deserve the name.”
+
+    _Carry._  “How shall I try, Mary?”
+
+    _Mary._   “I will help you.”
+
+    _Carry._  “Shall we begin now?”
+
+    _Mary._   “Yes. All the scholars, except you, put away their books
+  and slates, before they went out to play, and yours are all out of
+  place. Go, now, and put them neatly into your desk.”
+
+Carry ran away to do as Mary told her. And then Mary rang the bell for
+school.
+
+Now it was reading time. Harry Linn, and Lily Forester, and Ellen Raby,
+were in a class by themselves. They were just learning to read. Ellen
+Raby was older than Harry and Lily, but she did not know enough to be in
+the first class.
+
+After all the scholars had done reading, they took their slates to do
+sums, and make figures. Mary showed those who could cipher, how to do
+their sums, and she set lines of figures for the little ones. Mary made
+pens, and set copies in the copy books for afternoon.
+
+One of the copies was,
+
+[Illustration: Handwritten: Mary loves her scholars.]
+
+Another copy was,
+
+[Illustration: Handwritten: They are good children.]
+
+Another copy was,
+
+[Illustration: Handwritten: They are sorry when they do wrong.]
+
+When morning school was done, Mary had all the books and the slates
+neatly put into their places. Carry Deacon came running up to Mary to
+tell her that she had put every thing into her desk that belonged there,
+and that the lid would shut down closely. Mary went to Carry’s desk to
+look into it, and she found that the things were not all tumbled in,
+helter-skelter, but that each book was in its right place; and she said
+Carry was a good little girl, because she was trying to improve.
+
+Carry looked very much pleased, when Mary praised her. And she said, “I
+do love you, Mary, you are so kind to me. You never call me careless
+Carry.”
+
+The boys and girls amused themselves as they liked until dinner-time.
+
+My little readers will remember, that they had all brought their dinner
+to school, because it was a rainy day. They will remember too, that Mary
+lived with Harry Linn’s father and mother. Her basket was quite a large
+one, with dinner enough in it for four: Charles and Lucy and Harry Linn
+and Mary.
+
+When it was dinner-time, Mary had the napkins taken out of each basket,
+and she spread them all upon a little table which stood in the corner of
+the school-room, and these served for a table-cloth. Then she took out
+of every basket all that was in it. There was bread and butter and cold
+meat and biscuit and apple pies. Mary had brought a large pie, and some
+of the scholars had brought small pies. Mary placed the large pie in the
+centre of the table, and the little pies around it. Lily Forester’s
+patty-pan pie, with her name on it, was the least of all. Lily capered
+around the table, and was wild with delight. Ellen Raby said the large
+pie was the mother-pie and the little pies were the children.
+
+Charles Linn took the pitcher and brought some fresh water from the
+spring, and Mary put the little mug which was in the wash-room, on the
+table, for a drinking cup. When the table was arranged, Mary allowed
+Ellen Raby to ring the bell. She rang the bell very loud, and she ran
+about, saying to every one, “Please to come to dinner.”
+
+Before they began to eat, they sat in silence[A] for a little while; and
+then Mary asked her scholars, if they knew why we sit in silence before
+we partake of our meals? Charles Linn said, “We do it that we may think
+of our Heavenly Father, before we eat our food, because He gives it to
+us.” “Yes,” said Mary, “He gives us every good thing that we have, and
+we should try, when we receive his gifts, to ask Him to give us grateful
+hearts for them. We cannot give ourselves kind parents and pleasant
+homes and health, nor abilities to provide food and raiment. God must
+give them to us or we must go without them.
+
+“Shall I repeat to my little scholars some verses which my mother taught
+me to say when I was about as old as Lily Forester?”
+
+They all said, “Yes, oh do, before we eat our dinner.” And Mary
+repeated:
+
+                 When my little daughter comes
+                   To the board with plenty spread,
+                 She should try to think of Him,
+                   By whose bounty she is fed.
+
+                 From our Heavenly Father’s hand
+                   Come our blessings, health and food,
+                 Parents, homes, and all we have,
+                   All we know and think of good.
+
+                 Then, my darling, try to say
+                   To thyself a little prayer;
+                 Ask God for a grateful heart
+                   At thy meals, and everywhere.
+
+Mary talked with her scholars while they ate their dinner; and after
+dinner was over, each scholar put the plates and other things that
+belonged to her into her own basket. There was not much left, for they
+were all very hungry. Then they went into the wash-room, one at a time,
+and washed their hands and faces. Mary required her scholars to eat
+slowly and chew their food well; and eating their dinner and washing and
+putting their baskets away, had occupied so much time, that now it was
+almost two o’clock, and school in the afternoon commenced at two
+o’clock. Mary had no recess during the afternoon on rainy days, and she
+closed her school at four o’clock. She said it was not healthful to
+remain longer than that time in a close room. It had rained so fast all
+day that the scholars could not go out to take the air.
+
+                  *       *       *       *       *
+
+When Mary said it was school-time, Charles Linn called out, “Now for
+school.” “Now for school.” “May I ring the bell?” Mary told him he
+might. And he rang the bell.
+
+Carry Deacon did not come when the bell was rung, nor Ellen Raby, nor
+Harry Linn, nor Lily Forester. Mary asked Charles to go and look for
+them, and he found them in the wash-room. They had taken all the
+dinner-baskets out of the closet, and they were playing “Go to market
+and sell apples.” Carry Deacon had a basket on her head, and Ellen Raby
+had one on her arm, and Harry Linn had tied a string to their large
+basket, and he and Lily Forester were pulling it along. They pretended
+the basket was a cart, and that it had apples in it, and that Harry was
+Sam the driver, and Lily was Sam’s wife, and she was going to market
+with him to measure out the apples in a half-peck measure.
+
+They were all in high glee, and Carry Deacon said, “Isn’t it nice on
+rainy days?”
+
+Charles Linn told them it was school-time. They asked Charles to help
+them put the baskets away. Charles was a kind little boy, and he helped
+them, and he untied the string which Harry had put to the large basket,
+and then they all came into school.
+
+When the scholars were in their seats, Mary said, “Which of my little
+boys and girls have their Definitions ready?”
+
+The little ones did not learn definitions, but the larger ones did, and
+they had been studying their lessons between schools. After Mary had
+heard the definition-class, she called the little ones, and asked them
+if they remembered what lesson they said on the second day of the week.
+Carry Deacon said, “Oh, yes, this is question-afternoon.” Mary said,
+“That is true, Carry, and I am glad to find you remember it.”
+
+These are some of the questions which Mary asked her little scholars.
+
+                      How many hands have you?
+                      How many feet have you?
+                      How many fingers?
+                      How many thumbs?
+                      How many toes on each foot?
+                      How many on both feet?
+                      Which is your right hand?
+                      Which is your left hand?
+                      How many senses have you?
+                      What are your senses called?
+                      What do you taste with?
+                      What do you smell with?
+                      What do you hear with?
+                      What do you handle with?
+                      What do you see with?
+
+Now, my little readers, suppose you try to answer these questions. Your
+kind mothers, or your older brother or sister, will tell you if you
+answer them correctly. Mary’s little scholars missed some, but they
+answered most of them correctly.
+
+When they had done answering questions, Mary told them they might go to
+their seats and write on their slates. Their copies were already set.
+
+Instead of having a recess, Mary read to her scholars a pretty story. It
+was a true story about a good muffin-man.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+  ~Second Day.~
+  The good muffin-man. p. 49.
+]
+
+
+                     STORY OF THE GOOD MUFFIN-MAN.
+
+There was once a muffin-man who carried muffins about the streets of a
+large city to sell. He carried them in two square baskets, on his
+shoulders. In the street where he served the people with muffins, a poor
+sailor’s wife lived. She was sick, and she could not work, and she had
+not any body to give her money, for her husband was a sailor, and he was
+out at sea in a great ship. She had a young child, and she was so poor
+that she had not even enough money to buy bread. The good muffin-man
+stopped every day and gave her some muffins out of one of his baskets to
+eat. Whenever the muffin-man stopped, the little child would run away
+from her mother to come to him, because she was so glad to see him.
+
+Mary’s scholars thought the muffin-man was very good and kind. There was
+a picture over the story, and Mary showed them the picture. After they
+had talked about the poor sailor’s wife, and the little child, and the
+muffin-man, Carry Deacon asked, “Why the people did not make muffins at
+home?” Mary told her, “That in large cities, such as Boston, New York
+and Philadelphia, the people who lived there bought many things, which
+the country people made at home. They bought their milk and their butter
+and their meat and their eggs, because the houses were built up closely
+together, and there was not room enough, in towns, to keep cows and pigs
+and chickens. Mary asked Carry if she had never seen people carrying
+milk and bread and fruit about, when she was in Philadelphia.” Carry
+said, “Yes, she had seen a man carrying a bucket with bright hoops
+around it; and her aunt, at whose house she stayed, told her the bucket
+had milk in it.” And Carry said, “She saw a woman carrying oranges in a
+basket, and the woman knocked at people’s doors, and asked them to buy
+her oranges.”
+
+[Illustration:
+
+  ~Second Day.~
+  The fruit woman on her way to town p. 51.
+]
+
+Mary went around among her scholars, while they were writing, to see
+that they held their pens and pencils properly. She rubbed out some of
+Lily Forester’s straight marks and round o’s, because her strokes were
+crooked and her o’s were not well formed, and Lily said she would try
+again.
+
+While the scholars were writing, Mary looked over the Bible to select a
+chapter to read at the close of the school.
+
+Carry Deacon came up to Mary and whispered to her, to please to read
+about the beautiful garden where Adam and Eve lived a great while ago
+and talked with our Heavenly Father.
+
+When school was done, Mary called her little boys and girls to come and
+sit around her while she read to them the Bible. She read to them about
+God creating the world; and how he made the heavens, and the bright
+stars, and the earth and all the people that live on it, and the
+flowers, and the birds and beasts, and every thing that has life. And
+then she read to them about Adam, the first man, and Eve, the first
+woman, and about the beautiful garden, called the garden of Eden, where
+they lived, and where they were very happy, until they were disobedient;
+and because they were disobedient they had to go out of the beautiful
+garden of Eden.
+
+“Is God, who made every thing, our Heavenly Father, Mary?” said Harry
+Linn.
+
+“Yes, Harry.”
+
+“Did God send Adam and Eve out of the beautiful garden because they were
+disobedient?” asked Carry Deacon.
+
+“Yes,” said Mary.
+
+“But, Mary, I thought you said our Heavenly Father loved us, and was
+kind to us. I do not think it was kind to send poor Adam and Eve away.
+Why did not God forgive them for being disobedient, as you did me this
+morning?”
+
+“They did not ask God to forgive them,” Mary said; “And you know, Carry,
+that when we have done wrong, we cannot be forgiven, until we are sorry
+that we have done wrong, and sincerely ask our Heavenly Father to
+forgive us.”
+
+“Did Adam and Eve _know_ they were to be sent away, if they were
+naughty?” asked Carry.
+
+Eddy Forester said, “Do you not remember, Carry, Mary read to us, that
+God showed Adam and Eve one tree in the garden, and told them not to
+touch it? and he told them if they ate the fruit on that tree, they
+should surely die.”
+
+“Oh, yes,” Carry said, “I remember now,” and the scholars all said they
+remembered that.
+
+“Well,” Mary said, “you know GOD IS TRUE. He always keeps his word. We
+must believe every word of God; but if God should not do what he said He
+would do, we could not believe Him. He said he would punish Adam and
+Eve, if they ate the fruit which he told them not to touch, and if he
+had not punished them, how could we believe every word God had spoken?”
+
+Carry said, “Does God love us any more, when He punishes us, Mary?”
+
+“Yes,” Mary said, “He punishes us sometimes when we do wrong, because He
+loves us and wants to make us love and obey Him. You know, Carry, your
+mother sends you away from her, when you are naughty, to punish you; and
+she does it because she wants to make you a good, obedient little girl;
+and do you not think your mother loves you?”
+
+“Oh, yes,” Carry said; “my mother says she loves me, and I know she
+does.”
+
+Little Ellen Raby was leaning against Mary; she was very tired. Harry
+and Lily had slipped off from the bench where they were sitting, and
+they were lying on the floor, looking up into Mary’s face while she was
+talking.
+
+Then Mary said, “My little scholars are weary, they have been at school
+long enough.”
+
+The bigger boys and girls begged Mary to talk to them some more about
+Adam and Eve. They said they were not weary. Charles Linn said he would
+hold Ellen Raby on his lap, while Harry and Lily rested on the floor.
+But Mary looked at her watch, and she said, “We will not talk any more
+now. It is after four o’clock. It is time for us all to go home. It does
+not rain much now, and we can go home without getting very wet.”
+
+Then Mary put away the Bible, and she went and brought Carry Deacon’s
+shoes and stockings to her.
+
+“Now Carry, dear,” Mary said, “go and take off the borrowed shoes and
+stockings, and put on your own. Yours are quite dry.”
+
+Carry did as she was bidden, and then Mary took the shoes and stockings
+which Carry left off, and put them into her basket; for my little
+readers will remember they belonged to Lucy Linn, and we must never
+forget to return carefully and in good season any thing that we borrow.
+Mary took care that each scholar had the right umbrella and the right
+dinner-basket, and then she kissed them all, and they went home.
+
+Charles Linn said he did not care for a little rain, and he took the
+large basket and ran home. He left the umbrella for Mary and his little
+brother Harry, and his sister Lucy, and Mary and Lucy and Harry walked
+home together.
+
+[Illustration: THE END]
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+Footnote A:
+
+  This incident contains a historical fact. In many parts of
+  Pennsylvania, which were originally settled by members of the Society
+  of Friends, some of their social customs are still adhered to, even by
+  families not of their sect, and one of these customs is to observe a
+  short season of silent supplication before meals.
+
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+
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+<div style='text-align:center'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 77010 ***</div>
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+<div>
+  <h1 class='c000'><span class='xxlarge'>A SECOND DAY</span><br> <br>IN<br> <br><span class='xxlarge'>MARY CARROW’S SCHOOL.</span></h1>
+</div>
+<div class='pbb'>
+ <hr class='pb c001'>
+</div>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id001'>
+<img src='images/icover.jpg' alt='Cover Page' class='ig001'>
+</div>
+<hr class='pb c001'>
+
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+<img src='images/i004.png' alt='' class='ig001'>
+<div class='ic002'>
+<p><b>Second Day.</b><br>  Carry Deacon and her little Sister, looking at the ducks.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<hr class='pb c001'>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id001'>
+<img src='images/ititle.png' alt='Title Page' class='ig001'>
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+
+<div class='nf-center-c1'>
+  <div class='nf-center'>
+    <div><span class='xlarge'>A SECOND DAY</span></div>
+    <div class='c001'>IN</div>
+    <div class='c001'><span class='xlarge'>MARY CARROW’S SCHOOL.</span></div>
+    <div class='c002'><span class='large'>American Sunday-School Union:</span></div>
+    <div class='c001'><i>PHILADELPHIA</i>: 316 CHESTNUT ST.</div>
+    <div><i>NEW YORK</i>: 147 NASSAU ST.</div>
+    <div><i>BOSTON</i>: 9 CORNHILL.</div>
+    <div><i>LOUISVILLE</i>: 103 FOURTH ST.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class='no'>
+
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+ <hr class='pb c001'>
+</div>
+
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+
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+
+<div class='nf-center-c1'>
+  <div class='nf-center'>
+    <div>Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1849, by the</div>
+    <div>AMERICAN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION,</div>
+    <div>in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court for the Eastern District of Pennsylvania.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class='c003'>
+
+<p class='c004'>☞ No books are published by the <span class='sc'>American Sunday-School Union</span> without
+the sanction of the Committee of Publication, consisting of fourteen members,
+from the following denominations of Christians, viz. Baptist, Methodist, Congregationalist,
+Episcopal, Presbyterian and Reformed Dutch. Not more than
+three of the members can be of the same denomination, and no book can be
+published to which any member of the Committee shall object.</p>
+<hr class='pb c001'>
+
+<div class='chapter'>
+  <span class='pageno' id='Page_7'>7</span>
+  <h2 class='c005'>A<br><span class='xlarge'>SECOND DAY</span><br>IN<br><span class='xlarge'>MARY CARROW’S SCHOOL.</span></h2>
+</div>
+<hr class='c006'>
+
+<p class='c007'>A cool, rainy morning. The boys and
+girls all came to school with thick shoes on,
+and coats and shawls to protect them from
+the wet. When Mary came, she told her
+scholars she was glad to find the rain had
+not kept them at home. Mary smiled, and
+looked around to see if they had all come, and
+she counted. Charles Linn and Harry Linn,
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_8'>8</span>and their sister Lucy. Lily Forester, and
+her brother Eddy. Susan Field, and Ellen
+Raby.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>All here, but Carry Deacon. Mary said,
+“Who can tell why Carry has not come to
+school? I do not like to miss one of my
+little scholars. I like to have them all with
+me.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>No one could tell why Carry had not come.
+Mary then helped the smaller scholars to
+take off their coats and shawls; and she
+showed them how to hang up their wet
+things to dry on the pegs in the entry; and
+she bade them put their umbrellas into a
+pail, which stood by the door on purpose to
+receive them. Mary asked if they had all
+brought their dinners? And one said, “I
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_9'>9</span>have brought mine.” And another said, “We
+have brought ours.” And Mary said, “We
+have brought ours.” It was not far for Mary
+and the Linns to go home to dinner; but she
+liked to indulge her scholars when she could,
+and she knew she could not please them
+better than to stay and dine with them on
+rainy days.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>The boys and girls put their dinner-baskets
+into a little closet outside the school-room
+door; and then Mary rang her bell—the
+signal that it was time to collect. While
+they were putting their dinner-baskets away,
+Harry Linn said to Lily Forester,</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Lily, are you glad it’s a rainy day? I
+am.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Lily said, “I am glad, too.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_10'>10</span>“Harry, what have you got for dinner?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“I don’t know,” Harry said. “Mary put
+up our dinner while I was looking at father
+when he was getting into the wagon.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“I’ll tell you what I’ve got, Harry,” said
+Lily; “a little pie with my name on it! Do
+you remember about Anne Lyle, and the little
+pie with her name on it? I told mother
+about it, when I went home, and she said if
+I was a good girl, she would make me a little
+pie, and put my name on it. Look here,
+Harry. I will show you.” And Lily lifted
+up the cloth that was over their dinner, and
+there was a little patty-pan pie, with L. F.
+plainly stamped on it.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Harry said, “How nice that is! Will you
+give me some of it, Lily?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_11'>11</span>And Lily told Harry she would cut it in
+halves at dinner-time, and give him the largest
+half.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary rang her little bell again, and Harry
+and Lily went into school.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>While the scholars were taking their seats,
+Carry Deacon arrived. She was very wet,
+and her face was red; and she looked fretted
+and tired. Mary said,</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“I am glad to see you, Carry; but what
+is the matter? How did you get so wet?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry told Mary her umbrella was broken,
+and it did not keep the rain off.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“You are so wet, Carry,” said Mary, “that
+I fear you will be sick; and you are too far
+off from home to be sent back in the rain.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary thought a minute what she should
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_12'>12</span>do, and then she told Charles Linn, (who was
+the largest boy in the school,) to run home
+to his mother, and ask her to please to lend
+a pair of Lucy’s shoes and stockings, for a
+little girl to wear, who had come to school
+very wet. Charles Linn was an obliging, lively
+boy, and he ran off at once. While he was
+gone, Mary took off Carry’s wet shawl, and
+sent her into the little room adjoining the
+school-room, to wash her face and her feet.
+There was a pitcher of water out in the little
+room, and soap, and a basin, and a cup, and
+a towel. Before Carry had done washing
+her feet, Charles Linn came back with the
+dry shoes and stockings. Then Mary went
+out to Carry, and she helped her to put them
+on. And she took a little pocket comb out
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_13'>13</span>of her pocket, and combed Carry’s hair
+smoothly, and then brought her into school.
+Mary was sure Carry had done something
+wrong, but she did not ask her about it, because
+Carry always told the truth. Mary
+thought she would be very kind to Carry,
+and then Carry would perhaps come and tell
+her about the mishaps of her walk to school,
+without being asked. Carry was a very
+giddy, careless little girl, and she sometimes
+forgot to do as she was told, when she did
+not really mean to be naughty.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>This was Grammar morning; and while
+Mary attended to the grammar-class, Harry,
+and Lily, and Ellen Raby, looked over their
+spelling-lesson.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Charles Linn was at the head of the grammar-class.
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_14'>14</span>Mary asked Charles if he could
+tell her what a <span class='sc'>Noun</span> was? Charles said, a
+noun was the grammatical name of any thing
+that we could see, or feel, or taste, or smell.
+Mary asked the scholar who stood next in
+the class, to point to something in the room
+which was a noun. She pointed to a book,
+and Mary said, “That is right.” Then Mary
+asked the next one, why book was a noun,
+and her little scholar could not tell. The
+one who stood below her answered. She
+said, book was a noun because we could see
+it; and she went above the girl who had
+missed. Mary said to one, “Think of a noun
+which you can taste, and tell me what it is.”
+And he answered, “Apple.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry Deacon was the one who had missed,
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_15'>15</span>and Mary asked Carry to think of something
+which she liked to look at and play with.
+Carry said, “Kittens.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Now tell me, Carry, what a noun is?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry answered, “A noun is the name of
+any thing that we can see.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Then what is a kitten?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“O, now I know,” Carry said. “Kitten is
+a noun, because I can see it.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary questioned her scholars until she
+thought they understood all about a noun;
+and then she told them, the next grammar-lesson
+would be the Adjective.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Now you may take your seats,” Mary
+said, “and look over your reading-lesson,
+while I hear the little ones spell.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Harry Linn, and Lily Forester, and Ellen
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_16'>16</span>Raby, said a spelling-lesson; and there were
+some words in their lesson which Mary explained
+to them, because they did not understand
+what these words meant. Ellen Raby
+spelled Wild Deer, and she asked Harry Linn
+if he knew what a wild deer was? Harry
+said, “I guess it is a goat. Let us ask
+Mary.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary told them it was not a goat, and she
+would see if she could find a picture of a
+wild deer to show them. She had a large
+book, full of pictures; and there were horses,
+and cows and goats, and many different kinds
+of animals in it.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary soon found a picture of a wild deer,
+and all the scholars wished to come and
+look at it. She told them they might come.
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_17'>17</span>And they asked her to please to tell them
+something about a wild deer. Mary told them,
+that the part of America where they lived,
+and where the school-house stood, was once
+a great forest of trees, where only Indians
+lived, and wild deers and other animals. She
+told them that the Indians used to hunt the
+wild deer, and shoot them, that they might
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_18'>18</span>have them to eat. Their flesh was very
+tender and good, and was called venison.</p>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id003'>
+<img src='images/i017.png' alt='a wild deer' class='ig001'>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Why are there not any wild deer here
+now, Mary?” asked Ellen.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Because there is no place for them to live
+in. The forests, where they like to live, are
+all cut down; and now, instead of forests, we
+have fine farms, and houses on them to live
+in.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Who cut down the forests, Mary?” said
+Ellen.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Our forefathers, who came here a great
+while ago.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“But why did not our forefathers let the
+pretty little wild deers stay here, Mary?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“They would not stay,” Mary said. “They
+are afraid of people, of men and women, and
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_19'>19</span>of little boys and girls, and they ran away
+from them.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Where did they go, Mary?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Away into the forests, which are many
+hundreds of miles from here. When our
+forefathers came here, they wanted houses to
+live in, and something to eat; and they built
+themselves houses, and cut down the trees
+before they could plant corn, and wheat, and
+rye, and potatoes. They had to cut down
+the trees before they could make farms.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry looked as if she did not quite understand
+Mary, and Mary said, “You know,
+Carry, your mother told you, you might have
+a little garden of your own, and she gave
+you a little piece of ground to make your
+garden of, which was full of cedar bushes;
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_20'>20</span>and do you not remember, you asked your
+father if he would cut down the cedar bushes,
+so that you could have a nice smooth place
+for your flower seeds?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry said, “Yes, I remember it, and father
+cut down all the cedar bushes for me, and
+then he dug up the ugly roots, and he took
+out a spade one morning and dug up the
+ground and made it soft. And then mother
+gave me some flowers out of her garden, and
+she showed me how to plant them in my
+garden; and she gave me some seeds, and
+she showed me how to make little holes in
+the ground to hold the seeds. I put the
+seeds in the little holes and covered them up
+with the soft earth, and mother says they
+will grow into beautiful flowers by and by.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_21'>21</span>“Do you understand now, Carry,” said
+Mary, “why our forefathers cut down the
+forest trees?</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“The land was covered all over with trees,
+just as your little garden was covered over
+with cedar bushes; and you know you could
+not have a garden of flowers, until the cedar
+bushes were cut away.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry said, “Yes, I understand now. The
+people who came here wanted to plant wheat,
+and rye, and corn, and they could not plant
+seeds till the great trees were cut down.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Charles Linn said he would like to have
+another look at the wild deer picture; and
+Mary allowed him and all the scholars to
+examine it.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Eddy Forester said, “The deer’s horns were
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_22'>22</span>like some his father had at home, to hang up
+his Sunday hat on; and his father called
+them antlers.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Did your father ever tell you where they
+came from, Eddy?” asked Mary.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Yes,” said Eddy. “He told us one night—Lily
+and me—that they were the horns of a
+deer, which our great-grandfather shot a long
+time ago, on the spot where our house now
+stands.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Oh, yes,” Lily said, “I remember, it was
+before we went to bed. I was sitting on
+father’s lap, and Eddy was sitting on my
+little stool, and mother was making me a
+new frock, when father told us about the
+Indians.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Yes,” Eddy said, “he told us that when
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_23'>23</span>our great-grandfather came to this country
+from England, there was only a great forest
+of trees here, and no houses to be seen. He
+lived in a log-hut, which he, and the men
+who came with him, built for themselves:
+and they had not any thing to eat but the
+deer and wild turkeys which they shot.
+Father told us all that, and he said the
+antlers had been kept ever since our great-grandfather
+shot the wild deer in the forest.”</p>
+
+<hr class='c009'>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary said, “Now I will put away the large
+picture book, and you may all take your
+seats, while I prepare the black board.” Mary
+told all her scholars to stand up, and they
+answered in concert the questions she asked.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>She drew a mark on the black board thus,
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_24'>24</span>—— and told them to say what she had
+drawn; and they answered in concert, “a
+straight line.” Then she drew other figures,
+thus:</p>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id004'>
+<img src='images/i024.png' alt='Parallel lines. An angle. A triangle. A quadrangle. A circle. A semicircle. A hemisphere. An inclined plane.' class='ig001'>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'>After Mary had exercised her boys and
+girls in this way, until she thought they
+knew all the figures she had drawn, she told
+them to say the multiplication table in concert.
+Ellen Raby called this class the concert class,
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_25'>25</span>and they liked to be in a class
+altogether.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Lily said she would like black board exercises
+every day; but Mary was wiser than
+her little scholar, and she knew that Lily
+would get very tired of doing the same thing
+every day. Mary liked her scholars to be
+“always busy, never weary,” and she gave
+them different lessons for each day.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Now it was recess time. And what do my
+little readers think Mary’s scholars did during
+recess time, when it rained so fast that they
+could not go out of doors to play? They
+played in the school-room. They played
+Blindman Buff and “Poor Pussey wants a
+corner,” and “Hunt the Slipper.” Mary lent
+them her shoe to play with, and when they
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_26'>26</span>were tired of playing Hunt the Slipper, and
+Puss in the Corner, they gave Mary her shoe
+again, and asked her if they might play
+Blindman Buff. She said they might, but
+not in the school-room. She told them to
+go into the little room adjoining the school-room,
+where Blindman Buff, whoever he
+might happen to be, could not do any mischief.
+There was no ink nor desks in the
+little room, and he could walk or run about
+there without danger of hurting himself.
+They begged Mary to go with them, and she
+said she would. They all ran off, singing,</p>
+
+<div class='lg-container-b'>
+  <div class='linegroup'>
+    <div class='group'>
+      <div class='line'>Here we go</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>All together,</div>
+      <div class='line'>We have fun</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>In rainy weather.</div>
+    </div>
+    <div class='group'>
+      <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_27'>27</span>One, two, three,</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>Four, and away,</div>
+      <div class='line'>We are glad</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>Of a rainy day!</div>
+    </div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary took her handkerchief and asked,
+who would be Blindman Buff first. They
+all wanted to be blindfolded first; and Mary
+said, “What shall I do to please all my little
+scholars? You cannot all be Blindman Buff
+at once; so I will take the oldest first.”
+Charles Linn was the oldest scholar; and
+after Mary had bound her handkerchief over
+his eyes, he could not see any thing at all.
+He put out his hands, and felt about the
+room, and at last he caught little Ellen Raby.
+Ellen was so much delighted, and laughed so
+merrily to see how queer Charles looked, that
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_28'>28</span>he knew by the sound of her voice where to
+find her. Carry Deacon came up to Mary
+and looked as if she wanted to say something
+to her, and as if she did not like to say it.
+Then Mary took Carry by the hand, and she
+said,</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Do you want to talk to me, Carry?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry said, “Yes, but not before anybody.
+Let us go back into the school-room.” Mary
+went with Carry into the school-room while
+the scholars were at play, and she said, “Now,
+Carry dear, come and tell me all about your
+getting to school so late this morning.”</p>
+
+  <div class='dl_1'>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “I stopped to see Mike Terry’s kittens.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “How did you know about the kittens?”</p>
+    </div>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id003'>
+<img src='images/i029.png' alt='' class='ig001'>
+<div class='ic002'>
+<p><b>Second Day.</b><br>  “I stopped to see Mike Terry’s Kittens.” p. <a href='#Page_28'>28</a>.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+  <div class='dl_1'>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i><span class='pageno' id='Page_29'>29</span></span>
+      “When I was going past neighbour Terry’s, Mike came out, and he had a porringer of milk, 
+      and he was carrying it with both his hands for fear it would spill.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “Well, Carry, did you stop and ask Mike what he had in the porringer?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “Yes! Mike said it was milk for the cat. He said, the old cat had some kittens in the 
+      night, and he was going to feed her.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “What else did Mike say?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “He said the kittens were down in the barn, and the old cat took hold of the kittens by 
+      their necks, with her mouth. Mike asked me to come and see them.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “Did you tell Mike you were on your way to school, and had not leave to stop?”</p>
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_30'>30</span>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “I only told him I was going to school, I did not tell him about leave to stop.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “What did Mike say to that?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “He said he did not like to go to school. The master was cross. He would rather stay at 
+      home and play; and then I went with him to see the kittens. One was black, and one had 
+      white spots on its tail, and one was yellow, just like the old cat, only it was a kitten. 
+      The kittens were little bits of things. They stayed close together. They climbed over one 
+      another’s backs and heads. Mike said that did not hurt them at all. It was the way they 
+      kept one another warm.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “How long did you stay, Carry?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “I don’t know, but not a great while. The kittens were so pretty, I liked <span class='pageno' id='Page_31'>31</span>to 
+      look at them. I and Mike waited to see if the big cat would take them up by the neck, 
+      with her mouth. Mike said it looked as if she would eat them up.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “How did you feel, while you were there?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “I felt most about the kittens, they were such little dear tiny things. I wanted to take 
+      them up, and kiss them, but Mike said if I did, the old cat would scratch me.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “Did you think about school?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “Yes. When I had done looking at the kittens, I did. I told Mike, now, I must go, I am 
+      afraid it is late. Mike said, if he was me, he would not go to school at all. It was 
+      pleasant to stay at home and play. I told Mike we had a pleasant time at our 
+      <span class='pageno' id='Page_32'>32</span>school, rainy days as well as sunny days, and I liked to go all days. Then Mike 
+      showed me a new way to school. He said it was nearer than to go by the road. I got lost, 
+      and did not know where I was. I cried, and wished I had not gone with Mike.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “I thought you told me your umbrella was broken: how was it done, Carry?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “I forgot to put it away the last time it rained, and it was in the kitchen, and somebody 
+      broke it.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “How did you get to school at last?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “I walked and walked, and I ran some of the way, and I called ‘Mother,’ and ‘Mary.’ I was 
+      afraid. When I walked a little farther, I got to the play-woods, and then <span class='pageno' id='Page_33'>33</span>I saw 
+      the tool-house where we keep our playthings. And then I was glad, and I knew I was almost 
+      here.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “Does my little Carry think she has suffered enough to make her remember that she should 
+      not stop by the way coming to school? You know, Carry, the rule is, that the scholars 
+      must not stop on their way to school, nor when they are returning, without leave from 
+      their parents, or from me.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “I forgot that.”</p>
+    </div>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry was a very affectionate little girl,
+and she put her arms round Mary’s neck, and
+said, “Will you kiss me now, Mary, and forgive
+me?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary kissed Carry, and said, “I will forgive
+you, dear, but do you not know that
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_34'>34</span>when we do wrong, even in a very little
+thing, we must ask our Heavenly Father to
+forgive us? Whenever you do wrong, a stain
+is left upon your soul—upon that part of you
+which lives for ever and ever. God’s good
+spirit within you makes you sensible of this
+stain; makes you feel that all is not right
+with you; and then you are unhappy, uncomfortable;
+and you cannot feel happy
+again until the stain is taken away. I do
+not see it. I cannot take it away: but God sees
+it, and can take it away. And if you are really
+sorry and ask Him, He will take it away,
+and make you happy again. I will give you a
+little prayer to learn; and before you lie down
+in your bed to-night, think over what you
+have been doing to-day. You must try to ask
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_35'>35</span>your Heavenly Father’s forgiveness before
+you go to sleep, and then you can repeat
+these verses.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Will you say the little prayer to me,
+Mary?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Yes.”</p>
+
+<div class='lg-container-b'>
+  <div class='linegroup'>
+    <div class='group'>
+      <div class='line'>Heavenly Father! I am little,</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>And I often go astray;</div>
+      <div class='line'>Wilt Thou love me, and forgive me,</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>When I do not keep thy way?</div>
+    </div>
+    <div class='group'>
+      <div class='line'>I have read about Thy mercy,</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>In the Holy Bible shown;</div>
+      <div class='line'>Wilt Thou bring me to my Saviour,</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>For I cannot come alone?</div>
+    </div>
+    <div class='group'>
+      <div class='line'>He once took up little children,</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>And they leaned upon His arm,</div>
+      <div class='line'>And I want Him to take me up,</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>So that I’ll be safe from harm.</div>
+    </div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_36'>36</span>Then Mary lent Carry the little book which
+had the prayer in it, and she told her she
+might take it home with her.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“There is one thing more, I wish to say to
+you, Carry. I wish you to try to think about
+what you are told to do. What shall I do
+to make my little Carry remember?”</p>
+
+  <div class='dl_1'>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “Don’t call me careless Carry, will you?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “Does any one call you so?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “Yes! And I do not like to be called careless Carry.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “Suppose you try not to deserve the name.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “How shall I try, Mary?”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “I will help you.”</p>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Carry.</i></span>
+      “Shall we begin now?”</p>
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_37'>37</span>
+    <p><span class='dl_1'><i>Mary.</i></span>
+      “Yes. All the scholars, except you, put away their books and slates, before they went out 
+      to play, and yours are all out of place. Go, now, and put them neatly into your desk.”</p>
+    </div>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry ran away to do as Mary told her.
+And then Mary rang the bell for school.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Now it was reading time. Harry Linn,
+and Lily Forester, and Ellen Raby, were in
+a class by themselves. They were just learning
+to read. Ellen Raby was older than
+Harry and Lily, but she did not know enough
+to be in the first class.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>After all the scholars had done reading,
+they took their slates to do sums, and make
+figures. Mary showed those who could cipher,
+how to do their sums, and she set lines
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_38'>38</span>of figures for the little ones. Mary made
+pens, and set copies in the copy books for
+afternoon.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>One of the copies was,</p>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id005'>
+<img src='images/i040a.png' alt='Handwritten: Mary loves her scholars.' class='ig001'>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'>Another copy was,</p>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id005'>
+<img src='images/i040b.png' alt='Handwritten: They are good children.' class='ig001'>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'>Another copy was,</p>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id006'>
+<img src='images/i040c.png' alt='Handwritten: They are sorry when they do wrong.' class='ig001'>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'>When morning school was done, Mary had
+all the books and the slates neatly put into
+their places. Carry Deacon came running up
+to Mary to tell her that she had put every
+thing into her desk that belonged there, and
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_39'>39</span>that the lid would shut down closely. Mary
+went to Carry’s desk to look into it, and she
+found that the things were not all tumbled
+in, helter-skelter, but that each book was
+in its right place; and she said Carry was
+a good little girl, because she was trying to
+improve.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry looked very much pleased, when
+Mary praised her. And she said, “I do love
+you, Mary, you are so kind to me. You never
+call me careless Carry.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>The boys and girls amused themselves as
+they liked until dinner-time.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>My little readers will remember, that they
+had all brought their dinner to school, because
+it was a rainy day. They will remember
+too, that Mary lived with Harry Linn’s
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_40'>40</span>father and mother. Her basket was quite a
+large one, with dinner enough in it for four:
+Charles and Lucy and Harry Linn and Mary.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>When it was dinner-time, Mary had the
+napkins taken out of each basket, and she
+spread them all upon a little table which
+stood in the corner of the school-room, and
+these served for a table-cloth. Then she took
+out of every basket all that was in it. There
+was bread and butter and cold meat and
+biscuit and apple pies. Mary had brought
+a large pie, and some of the scholars had
+brought small pies. Mary placed the large
+pie in the centre of the table, and the little
+pies around it. Lily Forester’s patty-pan pie,
+with her name on it, was the least of all. Lily
+capered around the table, and was wild with
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_41'>41</span>delight. Ellen Raby said the large pie was
+the mother-pie and the little pies were the
+children.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Charles Linn took the pitcher and brought
+some fresh water from the spring, and Mary
+put the little mug which was in the wash-room,
+on the table, for a drinking cup. When
+the table was arranged, Mary allowed Ellen
+Raby to ring the bell. She rang the bell very
+loud, and she ran about, saying to every one,
+“Please to come to dinner.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Before they began to eat, they sat in silence<a id='rA'></a><a href='#fA' class='c010'><sup>[A]</sup></a>
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_42'>42</span>for a little while; and then Mary asked her
+scholars, if they knew why we sit in silence
+before we partake of our meals? Charles
+Linn said, “We do it that we may think of
+our Heavenly Father, before we eat our food,
+because He gives it to us.” “Yes,” said Mary,
+“He gives us every good thing that we have,
+and we should try, when we receive his gifts,
+to ask Him to give us grateful hearts for
+them. We cannot give ourselves kind parents
+and pleasant homes and health, nor
+abilities to provide food and raiment. God
+must give them to us or we must go without
+them.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Shall I repeat to my little scholars some
+verses which my mother taught me to say
+when I was about as old as Lily Forester?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_43'>43</span>They all said, “Yes, oh do, before we eat
+our dinner.” And Mary repeated:</p>
+
+<div class='lg-container-b'>
+  <div class='linegroup'>
+    <div class='group'>
+      <div class='line'>When my little daughter comes</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>To the board with plenty spread,</div>
+      <div class='line'>She should try to think of Him,</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>By whose bounty she is fed.</div>
+    </div>
+    <div class='group'>
+      <div class='line'>From our Heavenly Father’s hand</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>Come our blessings, health and food,</div>
+      <div class='line'>Parents, homes, and all we have,</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>All we know and think of good.</div>
+    </div>
+    <div class='group'>
+      <div class='line'>Then, my darling, try to say</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>To thyself a little prayer;</div>
+      <div class='line'>Ask God for a grateful heart</div>
+      <div class='line in2'>At thy meals, and everywhere.</div>
+    </div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary talked with her scholars while they
+ate their dinner; and after dinner was over,
+each scholar put the plates and other things
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_44'>44</span>that belonged to her into her own basket.
+There was not much left, for they were all
+very hungry. Then they went into the
+wash-room, one at a time, and washed their
+hands and faces. Mary required her scholars
+to eat slowly and chew their food well; and
+eating their dinner and washing and putting
+their baskets away, had occupied so much
+time, that now it was almost two o’clock, and
+school in the afternoon commenced at two
+o’clock. Mary had no recess during the afternoon
+on rainy days, and she closed her school
+at four o’clock. She said it was not healthful
+to remain longer than that time in a close
+room. It had rained so fast all day that the
+scholars could not go out to take the air.</p>
+
+<hr class='c009'>
+
+<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_45'>45</span>When Mary said it was school-time,
+Charles Linn called out, “Now for school.”
+“Now for school.” “May I ring the bell?”
+Mary told him he might. And he rang the
+bell.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry Deacon did not come when the bell
+was rung, nor Ellen Raby, nor Harry Linn,
+nor Lily Forester. Mary asked Charles
+to go and look for them, and he found them
+in the wash-room. They had taken all the
+dinner-baskets out of the closet, and they
+were playing “Go to market and sell apples.”
+Carry Deacon had a basket on her head, and
+Ellen Raby had one on her arm, and Harry
+Linn had tied a string to their large basket,
+and he and Lily Forester were pulling it
+along. They pretended the basket was a
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_46'>46</span>cart, and that it had apples in it, and that
+Harry was Sam the driver, and Lily was
+Sam’s wife, and she was going to market with
+him to measure out the apples in a half-peck
+measure.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>They were all in high glee, and Carry Deacon
+said, “Isn’t it nice on rainy days?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Charles Linn told them it was school-time.
+They asked Charles to help them put the
+baskets away. Charles was a kind little boy,
+and he helped them, and he untied the string
+which Harry had put to the large basket, and
+then they all came into school.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>When the scholars were in their seats, Mary
+said, “Which of my little boys and girls have
+their Definitions ready?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>The little ones did not learn definitions, but
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_47'>47</span>the larger ones did, and they had been studying
+their lessons between schools. After
+Mary had heard the definition-class, she called
+the little ones, and asked them if they remembered
+what lesson they said on the second
+day of the week. Carry Deacon said,
+“Oh, yes, this is question-afternoon.” Mary
+said, “That is true, Carry, and I am glad to
+find you remember it.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>These are some of the questions which
+Mary asked her little scholars.</p>
+
+<div class='lg-container-b'>
+  <div class='linegroup'>
+    <div class='group'>
+      <div class='line'>How many hands have you?</div>
+      <div class='line'>How many feet have you?</div>
+      <div class='line'>How many fingers?</div>
+      <div class='line'>How many thumbs?</div>
+      <div class='line'>How many toes on each foot?</div>
+      <div class='line'>How many on both feet?</div>
+      <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_48'>48</span>Which is your right hand?</div>
+      <div class='line'>Which is your left hand?</div>
+      <div class='line'>How many senses have you?</div>
+      <div class='line'>What are your senses called?</div>
+      <div class='line'>What do you taste with?</div>
+      <div class='line'>What do you smell with?</div>
+      <div class='line'>What do you hear with?</div>
+      <div class='line'>What do you handle with?</div>
+      <div class='line'>What do you see with?</div>
+    </div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'>Now, my little readers, suppose you try to
+answer these questions. Your kind mothers,
+or your older brother or sister, will tell you
+if you answer them correctly. Mary’s little
+scholars missed some, but they answered most
+of them correctly.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>When they had done answering questions,
+Mary told them they might go to their seats
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_49'>49</span>and write on their slates. Their copies were
+already set.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Instead of having a recess, Mary read to
+her scholars a pretty story. It was a true
+story about a good muffin-man.</p>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id002'>
+<img src='images/i052.png' alt='' class='ig001'>
+<div class='ic002'>
+<p><b>Second Day.</b><br>  The good muffin-man. p. <a href='#Page_49'>49</a>.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 class='c011'>STORY OF THE GOOD MUFFIN-MAN.</h3>
+
+<p class='c012'>There was once a muffin-man who carried
+muffins about the streets of a large city to
+sell. He carried them in two square baskets,
+on his shoulders. In the street where he
+served the people with muffins, a poor sailor’s
+wife lived. She was sick, and she could not
+work, and she had not any body to give her
+money, for her husband was a sailor, and he
+was out at sea in a great ship. She had a
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_50'>50</span>young child, and she was so poor that she had
+not even enough money to buy bread. The
+good muffin-man stopped every day and gave
+her some muffins out of one of his baskets to
+eat. Whenever the muffin-man stopped, the
+little child would run away from her mother
+to come to him, because she was so
+glad to see him.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary’s scholars thought the muffin-man
+was very good and kind. There was a picture
+over the story, and Mary showed them
+the picture. After they had talked about
+the poor sailor’s wife, and the little child, and
+the muffin-man, Carry Deacon asked, “Why
+the people did not make muffins at home?”
+Mary told her, “That in large cities, such as
+Boston, New York and Philadelphia, the
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_51'>51</span>people who lived there bought many things,
+which the country people made at home.
+They bought their milk and their butter and
+their meat and their eggs, because the houses
+were built up closely together, and there was
+not room enough, in towns, to keep cows and
+pigs and chickens. Mary asked Carry if she
+had never seen people carrying milk and
+bread and fruit about, when she was in
+Philadelphia.” Carry said, “Yes, she had
+seen a man carrying a bucket with bright
+hoops around it; and her aunt, at whose
+house she stayed, told her the bucket had milk
+in it.” And Carry said, “She saw a woman
+carrying oranges in a basket, and the woman
+knocked at people’s doors, and asked them to
+buy her oranges.”</p>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id002'>
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_52'>52</span>
+<img src='images/i056.png' alt='' class='ig001'>
+<div class='ic002'>
+<p><b>Second Day.</b><br>  The fruit woman on her way to town p. <a href='#Page_51'>51</a>.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class='c008'>Mary went around among her scholars,
+while they were writing, to see that they
+held their pens and pencils properly. She
+rubbed out some of Lily Forester’s straight
+marks and round o’s, because her strokes
+were crooked and her o’s were not well
+formed, and Lily said she would try again.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>While the scholars were writing, Mary
+looked over the Bible to select a chapter to
+read at the close of the school.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry Deacon came up to Mary and whispered
+to her, to please to read about the beautiful
+garden where Adam and Eve lived a
+great while ago and talked with our Heavenly
+Father.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>When school was done, Mary called her
+little boys and girls to come and sit around
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_53'>53</span>her while she read to them the Bible. She
+read to them about God creating the world;
+and how he made the heavens, and the bright
+stars, and the earth and all the people that
+live on it, and the flowers, and the birds and
+beasts, and every thing that has life. And
+then she read to them about Adam, the first
+man, and Eve, the first woman, and about
+the beautiful garden, called the garden of
+Eden, where they lived, and where they were
+very happy, until they were disobedient; and
+because they were disobedient they had to
+go out of the beautiful garden of Eden.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Is God, who made every thing, our Heavenly
+Father, Mary?” said Harry Linn.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Yes, Harry.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Did God send Adam and Eve out of the
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_54'>54</span>beautiful garden because they were disobedient?”
+asked Carry Deacon.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Yes,” said Mary.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“But, Mary, I thought you said our Heavenly
+Father loved us, and was kind to us.
+I do not think it was kind to send poor Adam
+and Eve away. Why did not God forgive
+them for being disobedient, as you did me
+this morning?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“They did not ask God to forgive them,”
+Mary said; “And you know, Carry, that when
+we have done wrong, we cannot be forgiven,
+until we are sorry that we have done wrong,
+and sincerely ask our Heavenly Father to
+forgive us.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Did Adam and Eve <i>know</i> they were to be
+sent away, if they were naughty?” asked Carry.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_55'>55</span>Eddy Forester said, “Do you not remember,
+Carry, Mary read to us, that God showed
+Adam and Eve one tree in the garden, and
+told them not to touch it? and he told them
+if they ate the fruit on that tree, they should
+surely die.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Oh, yes,” Carry said, “I remember now,”
+and the scholars all said they remembered that.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Well,” Mary said, “you know <span class='sc'>God is
+true</span>. He always keeps his word. We must
+believe every word of God; but if God should
+not do what he said He would do, we could
+not believe Him. He said he would punish
+Adam and Eve, if they ate the fruit which
+he told them not to touch, and if he had
+not punished them, how could we believe
+every word God had spoken?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_56'>56</span>Carry said, “Does God love us any more,
+when He punishes us, Mary?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Yes,” Mary said, “He punishes us sometimes
+when we do wrong, because He loves
+us and wants to make us love and obey
+Him. You know, Carry, your mother sends
+you away from her, when you are naughty,
+to punish you; and she does it because she
+wants to make you a good, obedient little
+girl; and do you not think your mother loves
+you?”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Oh, yes,” Carry said; “my mother says
+she loves me, and I know she does.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Little Ellen Raby was leaning against
+Mary; she was very tired. Harry and Lily
+had slipped off from the bench where they
+were sitting, and they were lying on the floor,
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_57'>57</span>looking up into Mary’s face while she was
+talking.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Then Mary said, “My little scholars
+are weary, they have been at school long
+enough.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>The bigger boys and girls begged Mary
+to talk to them some more about Adam
+and Eve. They said they were not weary.
+Charles Linn said he would hold Ellen Raby
+on his lap, while Harry and Lily rested on
+the floor. But Mary looked at her watch,
+and she said, “We will not talk any more
+now. It is after four o’clock. It is time
+for us all to go home. It does not rain
+much now, and we can go home without
+getting very wet.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Then Mary put away the Bible, and she
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_58'>58</span>went and brought Carry Deacon’s shoes and
+stockings to her.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>“Now Carry, dear,” Mary said, “go and
+take off the borrowed shoes and stockings,
+and put on your own. Yours are quite
+dry.”</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Carry did as she was bidden, and then
+Mary took the shoes and stockings which
+Carry left off, and put them into her basket;
+for my little readers will remember they belonged
+to Lucy Linn, and we must never
+forget to return carefully and in good season
+any thing that we borrow. Mary took care
+that each scholar had the right umbrella and
+the right dinner-basket, and then she kissed
+them all, and they went home.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Charles Linn said he did not care for a
+<span class='pageno' id='Page_59'>59</span>little rain, and he took the large basket and
+ran home. He left the umbrella for Mary
+and his little brother Harry, and his sister
+Lucy, and Mary and Lucy and Harry walked
+home together.</p>
+
+<div  class='figcenter id007'>
+<img src='images/i065.png' alt='THE END' class='ig001'>
+</div>
+
+<div class='pbb'>
+ <hr class='pb c001'>
+</div>
+<div class='footnote' id='fA'>
+<p class='c008'><span class='label'><a href='#rA'>A</a>.&#160;&#160;</span>This incident contains a historical fact. In many
+parts of Pennsylvania, which were originally settled by
+members of the Society of Friends, some of their social
+customs are still adhered to, even by families not of their
+sect, and one of these customs is to observe a short season
+of silent supplication before meals.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class='tnotes'>
+
+<p class='c008'><b>TRANSCRIBER’S NOTE:</b></p>
+<div class='ttext'>
+
+<p class='c008'>Perceived typos have been silently corrected.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Inconsistencies in hyphenation have been standardized.</p>
+
+<p class='c008'>Archaic or variant spelling has been retained.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+</div>
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