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aloud answer Ask your teacher autumn begin believe blank Bobby called carefully Ceres child Christmas CLASS CRITICISM Columbus Day copy correctly DICTATION EXERCISE Eugene Field finished flag friends Frost King Grade GROUP EXERCISE guess HALLOWEEN HAPPENED TO FREDDY hear HELEN HUNT JACKSON helpers Indians Jack Frost Jack-o'-lantern LANGUAGE GAME learn to tell lesson LETTER WRITING Write Lincoln little bird little boy little girl little mouse little play look make-believe MIND PICTURES mother night P. K. ENG paragraph peddler pennies Piccola Pilgrims POEM FOR STUDY PRONOUNCING DRILL Proserpina pumpkin Pussy Willow riddle rimes sail sentences snow fairies sound spell Stanza story of Columbus STORY-TELLING sure teacher to let teacher to write Tell five things tell the story Thanksgiving Day Three Little Pigs told tree Uncle Uncle Sam wind winter words Write the story WRITTEN EXERCISE
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Page 36 - Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour.
Page 4 - THE SWING HOW do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue ? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do ! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside — Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown — Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down ! XXXIV TIME TO RISE A BIRDIE with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said : ' Ain't you 'shamed,...
Page 82 - The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down ; The gentian's bluest fringes Are curling in the sun; In dusty pods the milkweed Its hidden silk has spun ; The sedges flaunt their harvest In every meadow nook, And asters by the brookside Make asters in the brook; From dewy lanes at morning The grapes...
Page 19 - At evening when the lamp is lit, Around the fire my parents sit ; They sit at home and talk and sing, And do not play at anything. Now, with my little gun, I crawl All in the dark along the wall, And follow round the forest track Away behind the sofa back.
Page 118 - Ps. cxlv. 15. 1 /WE plough the fields, and scatter The good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered By God's Almighty Hand...
Page 37 - Such an old moustache as I am Is not a match for you all ! I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon In the round-tower of my heart. And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin, And moulder in dust away ! 346 ENCELADUS.
Page 174 - We shall always love the Stars and Stripes, And we mean to be ever true To this land of ours, and the dear old flag, The Red, the White, and the Blue.
Page 25 - Tis a pitiful sound to hear ! It seems to chill you through and through With a strange and speechless fear.
Page 37 - They climb up into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair; If I try to escape, they surround me; They seem to be everywhere.
Page 144 - The wind one morning sprang up from sleep, Saying, "Now for a frolic! now for a leap! Now for a madcap galloping chase! I'll make a commotion in every place!" So it swept with a bustle right through a great town, Creaking the signs and scattering down Shutters; and whisking, with merciless squalls, Old women's bonnets and gingerbread stalls. There never was heard a much lustier shout, As the apples and oranges...