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A fair little girl sat under a tree,
Sewing as long as her eyes could see,
Then smoothed her work, and folded it right,
Such a number of rooks came over her head,
The horses neighed, the oxen lowed;
The sheep's "bleat! bleat!" came over the road;
She did not say to the sun Good night!"
Though she saw him there, like a ball of light,
The tall pink foxglove bowed his head,
And while on her pillow she softly lay,
She knew nothing more till again it was day: And all things said to the beautiful sun,
Good morning! good morning! our work has begun."
Find in this lesson the period, comma, semicolon, colon, apostrophe, and marks of quotation and exclamation.
1. The magpie was one day building her nest
so neatly and whispering to herself, while she laid each straw in its place, "This upon that, this upon that," (as was her wont) when the wood-pigeon came by.
2. Now the wood-pigeon was young and flighty, and had never learned how to build a nest; but when she
saw how beautifully neat that of the magpie
looked, she thought she would like to learn the art of nest-making.
The busy magpie willingly consented to teach her, and began a new nest on purpose to show her how to proceed.
3. Long before she was half through, however, the flighty wood-pigeon sang out, "That'll do00-00! That'll do-oo-00!"*
4. The magpie was offended, and flew away in high dudgeon, and that is why to this day the wood-pigeons build such ramshackle nests.
wrin'kled gut ta per'cha
trous'ers (woos'ted) but'tons
1. Little Weezy Haynes had more dolls than she could take care of, and they were always falling into mischief.
2. Her china twins had but one leg and one arm between them, and not a sign of a head.
Her pretty wax Rosa was without a nose. And as to her gutta-percha baby, it was so wrinkled and ugly that Weezy rubbed the win
*The bird's voices are said to sound like the two exclamations.
dow-panes with it when she played at cleaning house.
3. Phebe Redlan, the nurse-girl, cut paper dolls for her by the hour, but these frisked out of the window or into the fire; and of Weezy's large family there was left only one sound child.
4. This was little Sambo, knit of worsted; black face, scarlet jacket, yellow trousers, and all. When he tumbled into the wash-bowl, Weezy squeezed him out, and dried him over the register. When he ravelled, mamma darned him, and made him as good as new.
5. Oh, he was the nicest kind of a doll! and from his white sewing-silk teeth to his black stocking-yarn toes, Weezy loved every inch of him. Yet she did love to punish him. One morning when she found him in papa's boot, she shook him till one of his bead eyes dropped out.
6. What for Sambo run away and hide?" cried she. "Now mamma mus' tie Sambo, 'cause Sambo didn't mind."
She looked about the hall for something to tie him to, and saw papa's overcoat on the hattree. The buttons on the back of it were just within her reach.
There! Sambo must be tied till he is a good boy," said she, winding the ends of his tiny scarf round one of the buttons.
Then, leaving the poor doll hanging by his neck, she danced off to the kitchen to tease Bridget for
two big plums."
7. Pretty soon Mr. Haynes came out of the sittingroom to go down town. It was
rather dark in the hall, and he put on his overcoat without seeing the doll.
Next he drew on his gloves, and walked briskly into the street with Sambo bobbing up and down from the button at his back.