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I am glad the far-mer goes to look af-ter his sheep, with his dog Ro-ver.
He will bring back to the farm that poor lamb that has dropped down on the deep, cold snow. See, he has lift-ed it up in his arms, and its dam runs sadly after him.
Do not fear for your pet, good sheep; no one will hurt it.
The dear lamb will soon get well, and skip and run on the green grass.
Three mice went into a hole to spin;
"Shall I come and help you to wax your threads?"
Oh, no, Mis-tress Puss-y, you'd bite off our heads."
Says Puss-y, "You are so won-drous wise,
And Puss-y soon laid them all dead on the floor.
The Tea Party.
Em-ma had a nice tea par-ty. There were her play-mates, Jane, Ell-en, and Bess-ie. When they came, Em-ma told them to hang up their man-tles on pegs in the lob-by.
She had put the ket-tle on the fire, and now the lid was mak-ing a mer-ry rat-tle, that caused Dick, her can-a-ry, to start out of his nap and sing too.
Jane gave him a bit of an ap-ple, and he at once be-gan to nib-ble it, so this stopped his song.
Bess-ie, poor girl, was a crip-ple, so Em-ma set a-side the coal-box, and gave her a nice place by the fire.
Ell-en spread the ta-ble-cloth, and then Em-ma put down the cups and sau-cers. Mam-ma had cut the bread in thin slices, and but-tered it nice-ly. She had giv-en them some jam and cake too.
They were all ver-y mer-ry, and they did not soon for-get the hap-py e-ven-ing they spent.
THE LITTLE PIGS.
This lit-tle pig went to mar-ket;
This lit-tle pig stayed at home;
This lit-tle pig eat all the bread and cheese;
This lit-tle pig got none;
This lit-tle pig said, "Wee, wee,
I can't find my way home!"
Ding, dong, dell!
Puss is in the well!
Lit-tle Tom-my Thin.
What a wick-ed boy was that
But killed the mice in his father's
g.ave s.ave b.rave m.ade m.eet gr.eet cr.ied p.ond f.ond s.topped p.ool sch.ool b.ook br.ook r.ode r.oad b.oat fl.oat n.ow t.own dr.own s.is-ter w.in-ter s.um-mer m.oth-er br.oth-er 1.ove a-bove
Tom-my Carr and his sis-ter Nell-ie went to the town to school, sum-mer and win-ter. The road was long, but they loved their books and tasks. In
sum-mer, the larks sang a-bove them, and the brook by the way looked cool and fresh. In win-ter they of-ten rode in a mark-et cart.
Din-go, the dog, often went to meet them on the way from school. One day he saved Tom-my from drown-ing. He stopped to float a lit-tle boat his fa-ther gave him in a pool or pond on the road, and he fell in.
Nell-ie cried for help for her broth-er, but Din-go jumped in and dragged Tom-my out, drip-ping wet. His moth-er greet-ed him glad-ly that day. And they were now fond-er than ev-er of brave Din-go.
My dame has lost her shoe;
What is my dame to do?
Till mas-ter finds his fid-dling stick,