The Horace Mann Readers: Introductory second reader |
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The Horace Mann Readers: Introductory Third Reader (Classic Reprint) Walter Lowrie Hervey No preview available - 2018 |
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The Horace Mann Readers: Introductory Third Reader (Classic Reprint) Walter Lowrie Hervey No preview available - 2017 |
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Popular passages
Page 83 - Where Go the Boats? Dark brown is the river, Golden is the sand. It flows along for ever, With trees on either hand. Green leaves a-floating, Castles of the foam, Boats of mine a-boating Where will all come home? On goes the river And out past the mill, Away down the valley, Away down the hill.
Page 146 - Now, my dears," said old Mrs. Rabbit, one morning, "you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden; your father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor.
Page 147 - you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden: your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor. "Now run along, and don't get into mischief. I am going out.
Page 147 - Mr. McGregor was on his hands and knees planting out young cabbages, but he jumped up and ran after Peter, waving a rake and calling out, "Stop thief!
Page 153 - ... and climbed upon a wheelbarrow and peeped over. The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions. His back was turned towards Peter, and beyond him was the gate! Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow, and started running as fast as he could go, along a straight walk behind some black-currant bushes. Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care. He slipped underneath the gate, and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden.
Page 153 - He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit-hole, and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking; she wondered what he had done with his clothes. It was the second little jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had lost in a fortnight!
Page 93 - There was an Old Man who said, 'How, — shall I flee from this horrible Cow? I will sit on this stile, and continue to smile, Which may soften the heart of that Cow.
Page 32 - I'm sure, as Crows go, I'm remarkably clean !" But the Grass said, " Certainly I will give you Grass ; but first you must go to the Blacksmith, and ask him to make you a sickle. Then you can cut me, for who ever heard of Grass cutting itself?" So the Crow went to the Blacksmith, and said, " Your name, sir, is Smith, But my name is Crow. Please give me a sickle, For if you do so The Grass I can mow As food for the Cow ; Madam Cow will give milk To the Deer sleek as silk; The pain will be borne, He...
Page 149 - It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in, if it had not had so much water in it. Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the toolshed, perhaps hidden underneath a flowerpot. He began to turn them over carefully, looking under each. Presently Peter sneezed — "Kertyschoo!
Page 148 - Peter was most dreadfully frightened; he rushed all over the garden, for he had forgotten the way back to the gate. He lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes. After losing them, he ran on four legs and went faster, so that I think he might have got away altogether if he had not unfortunately run into a gooseberry net, and got caught by the large buttons on his jacket. It was a blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new.