1. I LOVE the cheerful summer time,
With all its birds and flowers,

Its grassy turf, so green and smooth,
Its cool, refreshing showers.

2. I love to hear the little birds
That carol on the trees;

I love the gentle, murmuring stream;
I love the evening breeze.

3. I love the bright and glorious sun
That gives us light and heat;
I love the pearly drops of dew
That sparkle 'neath my feet.

4. I love to hear the busy hum
Of honey-making bee,

And learn a lesson, hard to learn,
Of patient industry.

5. I love to see the playful lambs,
So innocent and gay;

I love the faithful, watchful dog,
Who guards them night and day.

6. I love to think of Him who made
These pleasant things for me;

Who gave me life, and health, and strength,
And eyes that I might see.

7. I love the holy Sabbath-day,
So peaceful, calm, and still;
And O, I love to go to church,
And learn my Maker's will.

1. LITTLE Henry Allen lived in a pretty village. He was ten years old, and went to school every day. His father was dead, and his mother was very fond of Henry, who was her only child.

2. But Henry was not a good boy. He would not obey his mother, but often did just what she told him not to do.

3. There was a river near the house where Henry's mother lived. The river was very deep, and his mother often told him never to go near it.

4. But in spite of this, Henry used to go down to the bank of the river with his playmates, to throw stones into the water and play.

5. Thus he gave his mother a great deal of trouble, as she was in constant fear that Henry would be drowned. In many other ways also Henry used to annoy his mother.

6. He would frighten the horses in the

farm-yard, chase the pigs and hens, and was always in some mischief, and often in danger of being killed, because he was so heedless.

7. The conduct of Henry made his mother very sad, and she often cried when she thought what a bad boy her son was.

8. She often told him that he must behave better, but all she said was of no use. He was growing up a reckless, bad boy.

9. At last Henry's mother was taken sick, and had to stay in her bed all the time. Of course she could not watch her son as before, and Henry did as he pleased. He played about in the fields, and woods, and by the bank of the river, where his mother had told him never to go.

10. His mother grew worse, and when she had been ill a week, there seemed to be but little hope of her ever getting well. She was very anxious about Henry, as she knew that he was always getting into mischief of some sort, and this anxiety for her son made her

worse.

11. Still the little boy thought of nothing but play. It never entered his head that his mother was very sick, and might die in a few days.

1. ONE day Henry came home to get his supper. He saw that every body looked very sad, and he asked the nurse how his mother

was.

2. She replied that she was about the same, but the doctor, who was then passing through the entry, and who had heard Henry's question, came quickly into the room and said, "Little boy, your mother is going to die, and I fear that you will have killed her by your wicked conduct."

3. Henry was terribly frightened when the doctor had said this. He ran away into his own room, threw himself down upon his little bed, and cried as if his heart would break.

4. It was all plain to him, now, how much trouble he had caused his mother; how he had never thought of her comfort, but always of

1 Pronounced thâwt.

2 Pronounced dis-o-bă.