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A POOR man had a star-ling that could speak a few words. When its master said, 'Star-ling, where are you?" the bird would say, "Here I am."

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A little boy, whose name was Charles Reid, was very fond of the bird, and came often to see it. Little Charles was not very honest, and had a wish to make the bird his own.

One day he came when the man was out. Charles got hold of the bird, put it into his pock-et, and was going to steal away with it.

At that very mo-ment the man came back. He found Charles in the room, and, without seeing the trick that he had played and wishing to amuse the little boy, he called to the bird, "Star-ling, where are you?" "Here I am," sung out the bird from the little thief's pock-et.

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HERE are a little boy and a dog. The boy is crying, and is much afraid, for the dog holds him by the jack-et, and drags him along. What can the dog mean, or what does he wish to do with the boy?

This is the story. A Duke had a very fine dog, whose name was Dash.

Dash had been taught to carry things, and to do a great many clever tricks.

One day the Duke went out with Dash to take a walk along a road. He threw his glove into a ditch, and having walked on for a mile, he sent Dash back for it.

As Dash did not return so soon as he thought he ought to do, he went back to see what was the matter, when he heard loud cries in the dis-tance. Walking on still, he saw the dog drag-ging a boy by his jack-et along the road.

The Duke asked the little boy if he had found any thing; when the boy told him that he had picked up a glove in a ditch by the road side, and put it in his pock-et. The wise dog had no other way of letting his master know that his glove was in the little boy's pock-et, than by forcing the boy along with him.

Now, boys and girls, can any of you tell how Dash knew that the boy had the glove?

XXIX.-MARY'S PET LAMB.

MARY had a little lamb,

Its fleece was white as snow,
And every-where that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go.

He went with her to school one day;
That was against the rule;
It made the children laugh and play,
To see a lamb at school.

So the teacher turned him out,
But still he lin-gered near,
And waited pa-tient-ly about
Till Mary did appear.

And then he ran to her, and laid
His head upon her arm,

As if he said, I'm not afraid;
You'll keep me from all harm.

"What makes the lamb love Mary so?" The eager children cry:

"Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know," The teacher did reply.

XXX.-EARLY RISING.

It is pleasant

to

take a walk in the

cool morning air.

The birds are then

singing sweetly on the trees, and the little

lark warbles his song high in the air.

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