Evenings at home [by J. Aikin and A.L. Barbauld] in words of one syllable by Mary Godolphin, Bind 3101869 |
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Side 24
... dead on the stones , they set out at once to get some strong bits of straw , on which they stuck mud , so that it had the look of a small fence all round the hole in their nest . This was done that the young 24 Evenings at Home .
... dead on the stones , they set out at once to get some strong bits of straw , on which they stuck mud , so that it had the look of a small fence all round the hole in their nest . This was done that the young 24 Evenings at Home .
Side 30
... The fine white cock was found flat on the ground , red with blood , and his comb torn half off ; and the brown hen and three chicks lay dead close to him . The cock came to , but was wild with fright 30 Evenings at Home .
... The fine white cock was found flat on the ground , red with blood , and his comb torn half off ; and the brown hen and three chicks lay dead close to him . The cock came to , but was wild with fright 30 Evenings at Home .
Side 32
... dead to the ground . We thought it a good plan to nail the dead kite to the wall , to warn off his fierce friends . June the tenth . At noon we heard a strange noise close at hand , and saw a lot of folk with tin pans , tongs , and what ...
... dead to the ground . We thought it a good plan to nail the dead kite to the wall , to warn off his fierce friends . June the tenth . At noon we heard a strange noise close at hand , and saw a lot of folk with tin pans , tongs , and what ...
Side 46
... dead . Ο my poor Frisk ! my dear Frisk ! " was her cry , and she wrung her hands with woe . 66 Still May went on , with " Frisk ! Frisk ! where are you my kid ? " till she came to the foot of the steep hill , but no kid was to be seen ...
... dead . Ο my poor Frisk ! my dear Frisk ! " was her cry , and she wrung her hands with woe . 66 Still May went on , with " Frisk ! Frisk ! where are you my kid ? " till she came to the foot of the steep hill , but no kid was to be seen ...
Side 54
... dead months of the year , when the frost and snow had kept her shut up in the house , and to work frocks and hats for it made the time pass ; but Rose ( for that was her name ) had not once been known then to grieve that her doll had no ...
... dead months of the year , when the frost and snow had kept her shut up in the house , and to work frocks and hats for it made the time pass ; but Rose ( for that was her name ) had not once been known then to grieve that her doll had no ...
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bark beasts bees big boys birds boys and girls bright brought cold Danes Dash dead dear doll earth eyes farm fear fell fierce flew foes Frisk frog gave geese gone grass grew Gurth hair bells half a crown heard heart Hearts of oak heed Hengst hill hole horse Hugh Jack Yarn John Beech JOHN GILBERT King Alfred King Alfred.—I kite land leave leek liege live LIVE DOLL look lord Maud meal milk mouse nest Night once peep play poor pray ROBINSON CRUSOE Rose round seen sent side snail soon spoke Squgg stone stood strange sure sweet tell thee thing Thorpe thought threw took tree Vere walk wild wings wood yard young child young lord
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Side 50 - I'll try if I can get it." Upon this, he set down his basket in the road, and began to climb up the tree. He had half ascended, when casting a look at his basket, he saw a dog with his nose in it, ferreting out the piece of kid's flesh. He made all possible speed down, but the dog was too quick for him, and ran off with the meat in his mouth. Eobinet looked after him — "Well," said he, "then I must be contented with soup-meagre — and no bad thing neither.
Side 125 - No sir ; but our Tom makes footballs to kick in the cold weather, and we set traps for birds ; and then I have a jumping pole...
Side 4 - My dear child, said the old Mouse, it is most happy that you did not go in, for this house is called a trap, and you would never have come out again, except to have been devoured, or put to death in some way or other.
Side 3 - I should have run in, directly, and taken possession of my new house, but I thought I would tell you first, that we might go in together, and both lodge there tonight, for it will hold us both. My dear child...
Side 128 - Are you not diy sometimes, this hot weather ? Boy. Yes, but there is water enough. Mr. L. Why, my little fellow, you are quite a philosopher ! Boy. Sir? Mr. L. I say you are a philosopher ; but I am sure you do not know what that means.
Side 63 - ... that the greatest value must be set upon that animal which is kept most for his own sake, without expecting from him any return of use and service. Now which of you can boast so much in that respect as I can? "As for you, horse, though you are very well fed and lodged, and have servants to attend upon you, and make you sleek and clean, yet all this is for the sake of your labour. Do not I see you taken out early every morning, put in chains, or fastened to the shafts of a heavy cart, and not...
Side 126 - I don't mind it much, for my mammy gives me a pie now and then, and that is as good. — Mr L. Would you not like a knife to cut sticks ? — Boy. I have one — here it is — brother Tom gave it me.