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قراءة كتاب The Nursery, September 1877, Vol. XXII, No. 3 A Monthly Magazine for Youngest Readers
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The Nursery, September 1877, Vol. XXII, No. 3 A Monthly Magazine for Youngest Readers
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THE
NURSERY
A Monthly Magazine
For Youngest Readers.
VOLUME XXII.—No. 3.
BOSTON:
JOHN L. SHOREY, No. 36 BROMFIELD STREET,
1877.
BOSTON:
JOHN L. SHOREY, No. 36 BROMFIELD STREET,
1877.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1877, by
JOHN L. SHOREY,
In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington.
FRANKLIN PRESS:
RAND, AVERY, AND COMPANY,
117 FRANKLIN STREET,
BOSTON.
IN PROSE.
| PAGE | |
| Introduced to the Atlantic Ocean | 65 |
| Roses and Insects | 68 |
| Garry and the Rake | 71 |
| A true Story of a Partridge | 74 |
| A Letter from Minnesota | 76 |
| The lazy Shepherd | 77 |
| Seventh Lesson in Astronomy | 79 |
| A Sight of the Ocean | 81 |
| Philip's new Whip | 85 |
| Grandma's Story | 88 |
| Aunt Matilda | 91 |
| Anna's Bird | 92 |
| The Story of the Squashes | 94 |
| Charlie's Composition | 95 |
IN VERSE.
| PAGE | |
| Top-Knot | 70 |
| Crossing the Brook with Harry | 72 |
| How to draw a Pig | 80 |
| Ruth's Wishes | 83 |
| The three little Ladies | 87 |
| The Pedlar (with music) | 96 |
INTRODUCED TO THE ATLANTIC OCEAN.
OW for it, girls! Let me introduce you to the Atlantic Ocean! Mr. Ocean, these are my three cousins from Kentucky: Miss Jenny, Miss Eva, and Miss Kate Logan. They never saw you till today. This lady on my left is my sister, Miss Dora Drake, the best swimmer at Brant Rock Beach; but her you know already, also my dog Andy."
"Oh! I don't want to go any further. I'm afraid of the Atlantic Ocean," cried little Kate Logan.
"Nonsense!" said Master Tom Drake. "Look at Andy with the stick in his mouth. Why, if the Atlantic Ocean were to try to drown us, Andy would save us every one. Shall I tell you what he did last summer?"
"We can't stop for stories now, Tom," said sister Dora. "We must attend to our bathing. Here comes a wave that will give us a good ducking."
"Oh! oh, dear! It has taken my breath all away!" cried little Kate, as the wave lifted her off her feet and curled and gurgled round her neck.