قراءة كتاب The Nursery, March 1877, Vol. XXI. No. 3 A Monthly Magazine for Youngest Readers
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The Nursery, March 1877, Vol. XXI. No. 3 A Monthly Magazine for Youngest Readers
though!"
So two of the biggest pumpkins were cut off. "Now let's take 'em home," said Harry, thinking of his breakfast. But, oh, how heavy those pumpkins grew! In getting over a wall, Harry's fell and was smashed: so the boys took turns in carrying the other one.
Mamma stood on the piazza, in a fresh white morning-dress. She heard Dick and Gyp, and then she saw her little boys. Oh, what a sight!—the striped stockings and blue sailor-suits all one shade of yellow brown earth!
"Did you have good sport?" asked papa, coming to the door.
"Splendid! Found lots of holes," said Ned, dumping the pumpkin. And what they did with the pumpkin, perhaps I'll tell you another time.
THE SCHOOLMISTRESS.
"There are many thousand words in our language," said Ellen, reading from a book, "and some words are used for one purpose, and some for another; and the same word may be used in different ways. When your uncle gave you a lot of shells last December, what did you do with them, Edwin?"
"I classified them: that is, I put one kind into one heap, and another kind into another heap; and so on."
"Well, that is just the way we do with words; we put them in classes which we call Parts of Speech. Now, there is one class of words which is made up of name-words or nouns; that is, of words that are used as names of persons or things. In the sentence, 'Birds fly,' birds is a noun, and fly is a verb."
"I think I knew that much already, Schoolmistress."
"Well, sir, since you know so much, let me hear you correct the mistakes in the following sentence: 'A pear or peach, when they are ripe, are good food for the boy or girl who like them.'"
"It should be: 'A pear or a peach, when it is ripe, is good food for the boy or girl who likes it.'"
"Well done, Edwin! go up to the head of your class."
Edwin walked round his sister, as she sat in her chair, and then gravely took his place again before her.
"Here are two sentences, Edwin: 'I fell down,' and 'I fell down stairs.' Down is not the same Part of Speech in the two sentences. What is it in the first?'"
"An Adverb; and in the second it is a Preposition."
"Well, sir, school is dismissed. You may go. I shall give you a good mark in grammar."
A MEW FROM PUSSY.
IN ANSWER TO "A SQUEAK."[A]
That sleeps upon somebody's mat:
I sit in the sunshine,
And lick my soft paws,
With one eye on mousie,
And one on my claws.
Little mouse, little mouse! look out how you boast!
Of just such as you I have eaten a host!
I'm a much smarter cat than you seem to suppose;
I have very keen eyes, and, oh—such a nose!
I am well aware of that:
I squint up my eyes,
And play with the flies,
But underneath I am wondrous wise:
I know where your nest is,
And just where you hide
When you have been thieving,
And fear you'll be spied.
I saw your small tracks all over the meal;
And I saw your tail, and I heard you squeal
When grandmamma's broom
Nearly sealed your doom,
And you went whisking out of the room.
I am only a lazy old cat:
I care not much for a rat;
But a nice tender mouse
About in the house
Might prove a temptation too great,
Should I be in a hungry state.
Little mouse, little mouse! Beware, beware!
Some time, when you think not, I shall be there,
And you'll not only look at,
But feel of, my paws;
And, the first thing you know,
I'll be licking my jaws,
And washing my face with an innocent air,
And mousie will be—oh, where? oh, where?
FOOTNOTE:
[A] See January number, page 18.
Peter.—Fresh baked peanuts! Give a fellow some, Polly.
Polly.—Yes, Peter, you shall have a good share.
TOMMY AND THE BLACKSMITH.
Tommy.—Do you shoe horses here, Mr. Blacksmith?
Blacksmith.—Yes, little man: that's my business.
Tommy.—Well, I want my horse shod.
Blacksmith.—How much can you pay for the job? It will take a good deal of iron to shoe such a big horse as that.
Ruth.—He wants you to do it for nothing, Mr. Blacksmith.
Blacksmith.—Every trade must live, my little lady. If Tommy can afford to keep a horse, he ought to be able to pay for having it shod.
Tommy.—I will pay you next Christmas.
