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found her nest gone? What did the girl think? What did she do in the morning? Where was the old bird flying? What had become of the young birds? What did the girl next wish to have? What did the old cat do? Did the good girl let the kitten go? Was she afterwards rewarded for this

THE LITTLE BROTHER AND SISTER.

One day, a lit'-tle boy and a lit'-tle girl a-greed' to take some fruit which their moth'-er had set by; so they took the fruit a-way', with-out' an'-y bod'-y see'-ing them, and they were go'-ing to eat it; but the lit'-tle boy thought they had done wrong, and told his sis'-ter they had bet'-ter car'-ry the fruit back a-gain'; be-cause' he be-lieved', though no bod'-y else saw them, yet God saw them. So they did car'-ry the fruit back a-gain', and the lit'-tle girl af'-ter-wards often re-mem'-bered, that ev'-er-y thing we do is seen by God. So she re-mem'-bered this, and tried to be a good child.

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Some time af-ter this, she was taken ill and died; but be-fore' she died, she felt very hap'-py, and was will'-ing to die, be-cause' she thought she would go to heaven.

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One day, while she was ill, she said, she used to love to be with Su'-san ver'-y much for I re-mem'ber, one night, when we were go'-ing to bed togeth'-er, she said to me, do not let us talk an'-y more; for I al'-ways love to lie still a while, be-fore' I go to sleep, to con-sid'-er how I have spent the day, that I may be sor'-ry for what I have done a-miss' And she said, she wished her broth'-ers and sis'-ters would do so too.

EXERCISES. What did the little boy and girl agree to do? What did the boy say to his sister? What did they then do? What became of the little girl? How did she feel before she died? Why did she love to lie still a while before going to sleep?

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THE AMERICAN BOY.

There was once a lit'-tle boy, who lived in A-mer'i-ca, and one day, when he was sent out an er'rand, he saw a bird that had young ones in her nest, and she flew a-bout', be'-ing a-fraid' he would hurt them he threw a stone at her, which hit her, and she fell down dead. At first he was pleased, but he soon be-came ver'-y sorry for what he had done, and thought he had been a ver'-y cru'-el boy, to kill an in'-no-cent crea'-ture, while she was ta'-king care of her young ones; and he thought, that the poor little birds would now die, for want of their moth'-er to feed them.

So he climbed up the tree and killed the young birds; think'-ing that was bet'-ter than to let them die of hun'-ger. But he could not help think'-ing how cru-el he had been, and was very much troubled.

Af-ter-wards, his own mind re-prov'-ing him for the evil he had done, and try'-ing to do what was right, he became a good man, and ver'-y kind to peo'-ple in trouble. But if he had gone on do'-ing what he knew was wrong, he would have be-come' a wick'-ed man.

EXERCISES What did the American boy see when he was sent on an errand? What did he do to the bird? Was he sorry for what he had done? What did he then do to the young birds? What did he afterwards become?

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Firm castle listen gird rustle smirk fasten bar'-ley mirth whistle chim'-ney flirt hasten thirst'-y val'-ley chasten thir'-ty bristle whirl pars'-ley cir'-cle in-firm' tur'-key.

EXERCISES.

That girl has come from the castle which we see on that high rock. How firm'-ly it stands! A high wall en-circles it, and sol'-diers live in it. The val'ley be-low' is plant'-ed with a great va-ri'-e-ty of young trees, and plants, and shrubs, which all look ver-y love'-ly. The chim'-ney of that tall house sends out a great deal of smoke. I hope that none of the fur-ni-ture has caught fire. These men hasten to see what is the mat'-ter.

We will go round the rock and listen to the mu'-sic of the band. I dare say there are thir'-ty men in the band. We will not stay long, as I am thirst'-y, and I wish to have some warm milk to drink. Fasten this feath'-er in my hat. That tur-key has dropped it from his wing. He is pick'-ing up seeds of bar-ley that have been scat'-tered on the ground for him to eat.

That boy has a smirk'-ing coun'-te-nance. He is pull'-ing up the weeds, be-cause' they pre-vent' the pars'-ley from grow-ing. Our Jane is a flirt: she is going to It'-a-ly to see all the fine things there, and when she comes home, she will tell us all a-bout' them. If we whirl round quick'-ly we shall

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fall o'-ver the rock. My dog has left us: I will whistle, and he will soon come to us. He makes the leaves rustle as he runs a-long'.

A STORY ABOUT A GOOD GIRL.

One day as Fan'-ny was sit'-ting with her moth'-er spin'-ning, she some-times let her wheel stand still and looked through the win'-dow. The day was fine, the sun shone, and the ground looked gay with snow'-drops, and gold'-cups, and vi'-o-lets; and the lit'-tle birds were sing'-ing and tak'-ing care of their young ones; and there were some chil'-dren run'-ning a-bout' and play'-ing near the win'-dōw. I should like to go and play with those children, whom you see run'-ning a-bout' so mer'-ri-ly, said Fan'-ny to her moth'-er.

As Fan'-ny was ver'-y young, her moth'-er was sor'-ry that she could not let her go; but they were so poor, that they were o-bliged to spin and knit from mor'-ning till night, to earn mon'-ey to buy food and clothes, and to pay for a little house to live in. Fan'-ny, said her moth'-er, I know it is ver'-y hard for a lit'-tle girl like you to be o-bliged to sit all day and work, and to see oth'-er chil'-dren play'ing and not to go and play a lit'-tle with them; but you know, my dear, we are ver'-y poor, and have noth'-ing but what we work for. You must be good,

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and work as much as you can. shall have noth'-ing to eat; and you see, my dear child, I work too, and do all that I can.

Fan-ny knew that what her moth'-er said was true, and she did not ask an'-y more a-bout' go'-ing to play; and she took care not to let her moth'-er see the tears that came in'-to her eyes; be-cause' she thought that would on'-ly give her more pain, and per-haps' make her cry too. And Fan'-ny thought, that as she must work, it was bet'-ter not to fret a-bout' what could not be helped; and that she would be hap'-py, and think of noth'-ing but be-ing good and help'-ing her poor moth'-er. When-ev'-er her lit'-tle com-pan'-ions used to come and ask her to play a little with them, she al'-ways told them she had not time, for that she must stay at home and help her moth'-er.

As Fan'-ny grew old'-er her mother grow weak'. er, and less a'-ble to work. Poor Fan'-ny was o-bliged to work so much the more, that her moth'er might some'-times have a lit'-tle rest, and a good meal to strengthen her. The moth ́-er be-came' at last quite ill, and lay al'-ways in bed, and could do noth'ing. Fan'-ny nursed her with the great'-est care, and if it ever happened, that, from great pain, she was cross or im-pa'-tient, she bore it with the great'est good na'-ture; she fetched her things to make her well, and often sat up all the night to work for mon'-ey, and to watch and nurse her moth'-er. At last Fan'-ny's moth'-er be-came' so bad, and want'ed so much nurs'-ing that Fan'-ny had no time to knit or spin, but she took the best of her clothes and sold

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