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Now I shall tell you what be-fell Tom-my Carr an-other day. He went with his father to get grass for the cows that lived in a shed at the farm. Get-ting in-to the cart he rode off, and brave Din-go ran on be-fore, mak-ing fun-ny gam-bols on the road.


As Tom-my was help-ing to rake the grass, a lark dart-ed from its nest, and soared up in-to the sky a-bove him. The eggs looked so pret-ty when Tom-my bent down to them that he wished to take them to the farm to let Nell-ie see them too. "What harm in let-ting sis-ter see them?" He was not long a-way, but, a-las, the eggs were cold-er in his hands than un-der the lark, and so the lit-tle ones in them were killed.

The lark sat long try-ing to hatch them, but had to for-sake her task at last.

Hey! did-dle, did-dle,

The cat and the fid-dle,

The cow jumped o-ver the moon,
The lit-tle dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran af-ter the spoon.

Ride to the mar-ket to buy a fat pig, Home a-gain, home a-gain, jig-get-y jig! Ride to the market to buy a fat hog, Home a-gain, home again, jog-get-y jog!





Ro-ver and I go out for a run;

Dog-gies and boys like a romp in the

As by the gar-den gate we pass,

What should we see but the ped-lar's

Ro-ver runs off with a loud bow-wow,

Down in the lane he has seen a

Tak-ing a peep at my rab-bits, I then

Scat-ter some oats for my own pet

O-ver the fields next we race with a will,

Past the white lamb-kins, past the

Then to the farm-yard slow-ly we jog,

End-ing the ram-ble of me and my

Tom-my Carr went for grass for the ) with his fa-ther.

Be-fore his

fa-ther had filled the cart Tom-my saw

in the field a (

) nest. Run-ning

home to tell Nell-ie, he held the ( ) in his hand till she met him.


flan-nel name a-sleep gift dear nice wak-en came pic-tures birth near nurse

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Lot-tie was sit-ting one day a-mong a row of girls when Ro-sa ran up to

her, look-ing very hap-py. Had Ro-sa got an-oth-er doll or a pic-ture-book as a birth-day gift? No, she had got what she loved far more. "Oh! Lottie," she says, "I have got a ba-by broth-er. Pa-pa told Tom and me this morn-ing God had sent him, and took us in to see him. He was a-sleep on nurse's lap, covered up with flan-nel. Tom and I went in on tip-toe. When we got near him, nurse told us to keep still and not wak-en the dear pet."

"What is to be your ba-by's name?" "It is to be Will-ie; isn't that a nice name? I shall make such a pet of him."

I'll sing you a song: the days are long;
The wood-cock and the spar-row;
My lit-tle dog Dale has burnt his tail,
And he must be nursed to-morrow.




There was a crook-ed man,

And he went a crook-ed mile;
He found a crook-ed six-pence
A-gainst a crook-ed stile;

He bought a crook-ed cat,

Which caught a crook-ed mouse;
And they all lived to-geth-er,

In a lit-tle crook-ed house.

The Cock cries "Cock-a-doo-dle-doo!"
The Hen cries "Cluck! cluck! cluck!”
The Cat can purr, and cry "Mew! mew!"
The Dog can bark, and say "Bow! wow!"
"Moo! moo!" too cries the cow;
And "Quack! quack!" cries the Duck.

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Stay you still, Sam-my, don't start or

stir from your stool. Step out, Bill, and


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