The Boy's Country BookLongman, Orme, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1839 - 308 sider |
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Side v
... nests - the nest in the old coal - pit - the adventure of the tree - foxes ' tails- Advantages of field exercise in boyhood as shewn in after - life - Boyish employments at the tailor's , black- smith's , brickmaker's , etc. - Burman ...
... nests - the nest in the old coal - pit - the adventure of the tree - foxes ' tails- Advantages of field exercise in boyhood as shewn in after - life - Boyish employments at the tailor's , black- smith's , brickmaker's , etc. - Burman ...
Side vi
... nesting strolls through the woods with my uncle Redfern- Kidsley Park , and all the curious birds ' - nests there- GARDENING ; Passion of boys for gardening- their demands on Thomas , the family gardener - the gardens of the boys at ...
... nesting strolls through the woods with my uncle Redfern- Kidsley Park , and all the curious birds ' - nests there- GARDENING ; Passion of boys for gardening- their demands on Thomas , the family gardener - the gardens of the boys at ...
Side vii
... nesting ; an animated scene - Pleasures of autumn —Apple and crab - gathering - Nutting - Acorn - gather- ing - Scenery of the woods - Woodmen at work - Char- coal - burners - the fifth of November - Winter amuse- ments - Bird ...
... nesting ; an animated scene - Pleasures of autumn —Apple and crab - gathering - Nutting - Acorn - gather- ing - Scenery of the woods - Woodmen at work - Char- coal - burners - the fifth of November - Winter amuse- ments - Bird ...
Side 2
... nesting , fishing , and such like things . It was still more dangerous by making me a superior , likely to be flattered and sought after , with- out any playfellows of equal pretensions , whose self - will would place itself sturdily in ...
... nesting , fishing , and such like things . It was still more dangerous by making me a superior , likely to be flattered and sought after , with- out any playfellows of equal pretensions , whose self - will would place itself sturdily in ...
Side 4
... and whoever went after him was sure to find empty nests . His neighbour was a good old woman , Mary Kater , who lived in a house of a single room , where she often assem- bled her friends to a prayer - meeting , for 4 THE BOY'S.
... and whoever went after him was sure to find empty nests . His neighbour was a good old woman , Mary Kater , who lived in a house of a single room , where she often assem- bled her friends to a prayer - meeting , for 4 THE BOY'S.
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Ackworth School amongst amusement beautiful began birds birds'-nesting boughs BOY'S COUNTRY-BOOK cake called coal corncrake cottage Cousin John creatures cried delight door eggs eyes farmer father fellow fields fire florist flowers garden gate gentleman green hand Harry Webb head hear heard heart hedge horse Joe Garner Kellerby knew laugh lived looked master mastiff merry morning mother nest Nethertown never Newfoundland dog night Overtown packman Paul Phoh pigeons pleasant pleasure pony poor Poundall rabbits ride round Rover Samuel Davis sate Sedley seemed seen shewed shoot shout soon sort stick stood sure tall tell thee things thou thought told Tommy Briggs trees Tunstal turned verjuice village walk wasps watch Webb whole wind wonder wood yard young
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Side 53 - If a bird's nest chance to be before thee in the way in any tree, or on the ground, whether they be young ones, or eggs, and the dam sitting upon the young, or upon the eggs, thou shalt not take the dam with the young...
Side 148 - For ever on watch, ran off each with a prize. Then away to the field it went blustering and humming, And the cattle all wondered whatever was coming. It plucked by their tails the grave matronly cows, And tossed the colts...
Side 307 - There is one glory of the sun, and another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars; for one star differeth from another star in glory. So also is the resurrection of the dead.
Side 147 - THE WIND IN A FROLIC The wind one morning sprang up from sleep, Saying, "Now for a frolic! Now for a leap! Now for a madcap, galloping chase! I'll make a commotion in every place!" So it swept with a bustle right through a great town, Creaking the signs, and scattering down Shutters, and whisking, with merciless squalls, Old women's bonnets and gingerbread stalls. There never was heard a much lustier shout As the apples and oranges tumbled...
Side 148 - There were dames with their kerchiefs tied over their caps, To see if their poultry were free from mishaps; The turkeys they gobbled, the geese screamed aloud, And the hens crept to roost in a terrified crowd; There was rearing of ladders, and logs laying on Where the thatch from the roof threatened soon to be gone. But the wind had passed on, and had met in a lane With a schoolboy, who panted and struggled in vain; For it tossed him and twirled him, then passed, and he stood With his hat in a pool...
Side 45 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Side 148 - Striking their inmates with sudden alarm ; And they ran out like bees in a midsummer swarm. There were dames with their kerchiefs tied over their caps, To see if their poultry were free from mishaps...
Side 227 - The bell rung, they ran to collect in the shed — they drew up in two long lines facing each other, perhaps two yards apart. Large wicker baskets were brought forth from the store-room, piled with hats of all imaginable shapes and species; for they were such as had been left by the boys from the commencement of the institution ; they wear none, except...
Side 149 - With his hat in a pool and his shoes in the mud. Then away went the wind in its holiday glee, And now it was far on the billowy sea, And the lordly ships felt its staggering blow, And the little boats darted to and fro. But lo ! it was night, and it sank to rest On the...
Side 148 - Whistling with reeds on the broad river's banks, Puffing the birds as they sat on the spray, Or the traveller grave on the king's highway. It was not too nice to hustle the bags Of the beggar, and flutter his dirty rags; 'Twas so bold that it feared not to play its joke With the doctor's wig or the gentleman's cloak.