Introduction to The Gradual Reader, Or, Primary School Enunciator: The Child's Second Step, Taken at the Right Time, Part 2Cady and Burgess, 1849 - 180 pages |
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... . THE CHILD'S SECOND STEP , TAKEN AT THE RIGHT TIME . NEW YORK : CADY & BURGESS , 60 JOHN STREET , BOSTON : CHARLES STIMPSON , 106 WASHINGTON STREET . 1849 . TO THE GRADUAL READER ; OR , PRIMARY SCHOOL ENUNCIATOR. Front Cover.
... . THE CHILD'S SECOND STEP , TAKEN AT THE RIGHT TIME . NEW YORK : CADY & BURGESS , 60 JOHN STREET , BOSTON : CHARLES STIMPSON , 106 WASHINGTON STREET . 1849 . TO THE GRADUAL READER ; OR , PRIMARY SCHOOL ENUNCIATOR. Front Cover.
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... Charles . Jane can use a spoon or a fork at the ta - ble . A horse will eat corn or hay . Exercises on a few of the vowel sounds , omitted in PART I. , are here inserted , to be used in the same way as the Exercises in the Primer . The ...
... Charles . Jane can use a spoon or a fork at the ta - ble . A horse will eat corn or hay . Exercises on a few of the vowel sounds , omitted in PART I. , are here inserted , to be used in the same way as the Exercises in the Primer . The ...
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... t ; but it has the sound of s before e , i , or y . For the sound of simple elements , see the " Gradual Prim er , " and for combinations , see the " Gradual Reader . " § 7 . READING LESSON . Charles must not hurt 16 INTRODUCTION TO THE.
... t ; but it has the sound of s before e , i , or y . For the sound of simple elements , see the " Gradual Prim er , " and for combinations , see the " Gradual Reader . " § 7 . READING LESSON . Charles must not hurt 16 INTRODUCTION TO THE.
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... Charles must not hurt a fly . Charles does not like to be hurt . Do not hurt the cat and dog . Be kind to the horse and cow . How loud the pigs do squeal ! They want more corn and swill . Here is some corn for you to give them . See the ...
... Charles must not hurt a fly . Charles does not like to be hurt . Do not hurt the cat and dog . Be kind to the horse and cow . How loud the pigs do squeal ! They want more corn and swill . Here is some corn for you to give them . See the ...
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... Charles can have some new milk . Dip some out with this tin cup . Here comes puss to get some , too . She likes milk as well as Charles . • How glad she is to get her share ! Puss can not talk to show her joy . But she will purr when ...
... Charles can have some new milk . Dip some out with this tin cup . Here comes puss to get some , too . She likes milk as well as Charles . • How glad she is to get her share ! Puss can not talk to show her joy . But she will purr when ...
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