"How beautiful Lake George' is! Were you ever there'?" "No', but I hope to go there some' time." "You ought to wait for that little boy' and lead' him along, and not run away' from him and tease' him so." Copy the following sentences, and put in the signs of the upward slide () and of the downward slide ('), where think they should be: you You did hit Belle. I saw you do it. It is my top; my mother gave it to me. May I come in now? Will you be good if I let you come in? Jenny Wren was very happy and contented in her nest in a bush, when one day a canary, who had foolishly escaped from her cage, was driven by a storm to seek shelter there. The wren took pity on the canary, helped her into her nest, plumed her feathers for her, and acted as a sister toward her. The canary felt very grateful to the wren; and, when the storm had passed over, she said: "I will go back to my home now, and to my companions, and go in at the place where I came out. And, Mrs. Wren, you must come with me, and spend a few days in our beautiful cage.' The wren made a few excuses at first, saying that her dress was plain and her manners were homely; but the lady canary would take no excuse, and so they set out together for the cage. The other canaries, I am sorry to say, did not behave as they ought to have done. One said: "What a little, brown, dumpy thing that is, with her cocked tail sticking up so comically at the end of her back-so different from the way in which we wear ours!" Another exclaimed: "Look at her feet-ugly things, with black claws! I wonder what she could mean by coming here, or how Lady Yellowbreast could think of bringing her!" Poor little Jenny Wren! When she heard these unkind things, her feelings were very much hurt. But the foolish bird, instead of bearing them patiently, or else returning immediately to her own quiet home in the bush, and to her friends, who loved her for her good qualities, did a very silly thing. She hid behind a great bunch of chickweed, and, having picked up the cast-off feathers of the canary-birds, she stuck them all over her back. Then she tied a pebble to her pretty little tail, to keep it down. How the canaries did laugh at her for aping them, and trying to look stylish! "Go home to your companions," said a wise old canary; "your finery may astonish them, but here you can only be laughed at." Poor Jenny Wren slipped through the wires and hurried home. But the love of finery had taken hold of her little heart, and she could not help taking with her some of the second-hand plumage of the fine birds. When Jenny Wren reached the grove in which her nest was, what an uproar of laughter greeted her! The plainly-dressed birds felt themselves insulted, and Jenny would have had a sad time. if an old robin had not stepped forward and begged the others not to be too hard upon her. But, at the same time, he felt it right to say this: "It is best for plain birds to avoid the temptation of fine feathers." Put a syllable before happy, so as to make another word having just the opposite meaning. Before obey; grateful; kind; pleased; contented. prey stripes LESSON XXXVI. Ŏf'-fi-çer warn'-ing grāçe pis'-tol eŭn'-ning sen-să'-tion The tiger is smaller than the lion. It is a very beautiful animal, both in form and color. Its coat is of a bright orange color, white underneath, and marked with broad black stripes. Its hair is soft and rich, and every movement of the creature is full of grace. But it is fierce, and very cunning too. It will lie in wait a long time for its prey, and spring upon it without warning. There are few animals prettier than tiger cubs. |