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SCHOOL OF EDUCATIOX
LIBRARY

TEXTBOOK
COLLECTION

STANFORD V^/ UNIVERSITI'
LIBRARIES

Front Hall. 1330-1666

THE DAVIS-JULIEN SERIES OF READERS

EVENINGS WITH GRANDPA

JOHN W. OAVIS

District SuperirUenderU of Schools, New York City

Patt I

For Fourth -Year Classes

D. C. HEATH & CO.. PUBLISHERS

BOSTON NEW YORK CHICAGO

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588429

e —

The Dat)iS''Julien Readers

FINGER PUT READERS. For First-Tear Classes.

Part I — 140 pages.
Teacher's Edition,
Part 11—140 pages.
Teacher's Edition.
perception Cards.

SEA-BROWNIE READER. For Second-Tear Classes.

Part 1—225 pages.
Part 11—274 pages.

EVENINGS WITH GRANDMA. For Third-Tear Classes.

Part 1—280 pages.
Part 11—384 pages.

EVENINGS WUH GRANDPA. For Foarth-Tear Classes.

Part I — 858 pages.
Part II— ( On Press.)

D. C. HEATH & COMPANY

1D3

CONTENTS

The Story of Hercui^es

Poem: A Deed

Poem: The Stars ....

Game: Swat Ball ....

Prometheus and £pim£theus .

Poem: If

Pandora

Poem: Contentment ....

Lazarus and Dives ....

Our National Anthem: The Star-
Spangled Banner

Poem: Abou Ben Adhem .

NiOBE

Stonewall Jackson's Grave

Two-Part Song: Rest, My Baby,
Rest

America

David and Goliath ....

Poem: One Good Turn Deserves
Another

Perseus and the Gorgon's Head

Letter from Australia

Two-Part Song: All Through the
Night

The Pied Piper of Hameun

Poem: February Rain

Letter. •••••.

JUNCOS

Poem: March ... . .

Ganymede and Hebe . .

An Indian Sugar Camp ...

Game: Flank Tag ....

Letter from Holland

An Adventure of Baron Munchau-
sen

Two-Part Song: The Sandman

Poem: April

Letter. ......

Poem: The Song of the Stone Wall

Mythological .
Robert Loveman
Bryan Waller Procter

Mythological .
June Edna Bellman
Mythological
S. E. Kiser
The Bible

Francis Scott Key .
Leigh Hunt
Mythological .
Margaret J. Preston

German Folk Song .
Samuel F. Smith
The Bible

Thomas Gilman
Mythological .

Welsh Folk Song .
Robert Brovming
Charles Turner Dazey
Levyis Carroll .

William CvUen Bryant
Mythological .
'VMyesa''

Mary Mapes Dodge

German .
Dora S. Shorter
Lewis Carroll ,
Helen Keller •

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CONTENTS

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Two-PartSong: The Violet . . Old English Song . . 217

David and Jonathan .... The Bible . . . 221
David's Lamentation Over Saul and

Jonathan 231

Dramatization: The Pied Piper 235

Poem: The Cloud .... Percy Bysshe Shelley . 258
Poem: A May Morning . . . John Milton . . .261

The Birds 262

Poem: The Dove .... John Keats . . . 266

Poem: There Are Furies . . Madison Cawein . . 269

Poem: The Culprit Fay . . . Joseph Rodman Drake . 272

Finding the North Star 274

Jason and the Golden Fleece . . Mythological . . . 276

Poem: The Oracle .... Arthur Davison Ficke '. 281

Two-Part Song: The Linden Tree . German Folk Song . . 290

Poem: The Stars .... Hu Maxwell . . . 293

The Satyrs, Nymphs, and Naiads . Mythological . . . 294

Dryope Mythological . . . 296

Poem: Beauty and Art . . . Madison Cawein . 298
Poem: Slower, Sweet June . . Julia IL May . .301
Dramatization: The Miraculous

Pitcher EUa B. Davis . . 304

Latona Mythological . . . 319

Tithonus Mythological . . . 323

Poem: Midsummer .... Susan H, Sweet . . 326
The Story of the Seasons: Pros-
erpine 327

The Hay Bide 337

Two-Part Song: The Low-Backed '

Car Irish Song . . . 338

REPRODUCTIONS OF FAMOUS PAINTINGS

Name of Picture

Artist

Gallery

Portrait of a Man

Franz Hals .

. London

Frontisjriece

The Boy in Red .

Le Brun

. London

. . Op. 44

Lazarus and Dives

Bonifacio

. Venice

"62

Perseus and Andromeda .

Lord Leighton

• • • 4

, . 108

Ganymede

Correggio

. Vienna

. . 153

Dutch Interior

Pieterde Hooch

. Munich

. . Op. 176

King David ....

Rubens .

. Frankfort

. " 222

Medea

iV. Sichel

...

. . 285

A Wood-Nymph

Sir E. Bume-Jones .

. . 297

The Capture of Proserpine

W, Crane

London ,

. Op. 328

TO THE TEACHER

. This series is based on the behef that thought and
language are twin products, and that the teacher must
deal with both in order to deal effectively with either.
The teacher should remember that in order to make any
vocabulary a working vocabulary, there must be much
oral composition on the part of the pupils, with close atten-
tion and kindly criticism on the part of the teacher.

In Thomdike's "Education," you will find the "Law
of EflFect," on which this dictum is based, well presented.

The music and the phonic work prescribed should make
for three things, if the exercises are properly conducted:
good quality of tone, clear enunciation, and correct pronun-
ciation.

The reading should be taken up at different times than
should the allied English work prescribed for the pupils.
It is not intended that this prescribed work at the end of
an Evening should be finished in one lesson — it may take
two or three.

The review pages, 341 and following, should be consulted
by you, as they contain much matter the practice of which
would be beneficial to your pupils. Among this matter
will be found: practice in phonics; practice in forming the
compound tenses of strong verbs; practice in word dis-
crimination; and practice m the use of proper idioms — this
latter for pupils of foreign birth or environment.

The reproductions of masterpieces of great artists are
not intended for dissection by the pupils or the teacher.
These should become a part of the mental make-up of the
pupils through individual appreciation.

All underlined words, or parts of words underlined, in the
text, throughout, are new.

J. W. D.

EVENINGS WITH GRANDPA
CHAPTER I

Smack! A good-sized snowball hit Ben in
the eye.

"Ouch!" he yelled, dropping the snowballs
he had in his arms, and stopping to wipe his
face, so that he might see the fort his class was
attacking. Then, picking up his ammunition,
he rushed after his classmates who, in the mean-
time, had run ahead.

It was the yearly snowball fight between
Ben's class and the one next higher. His teacher,
Mr. Dickens, was the referee, the other boys
and the girls of the school being the onlookers.

Ben's side was called the Blues, because of
its leader's name, Blue Billy. The other side,
the Reds, was also named for its leader, whom
everybody called Redney.

Ben soon caught up with his fellows. Every
one of the Blues was throwing at the fort.
Not much dam age was being done, however, as
each of the Reds ducked whenever he saw a

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missile coming. But the Blues, having noth-
ing to duck behind, were sure to suffer when-
ever the Reds fired a volley.

Finally, Blue Billy called his side off, and
held a council of war. They planned as fol-
lows :

Ben was to take five boys and, at a given
signal, attack the left side of the fort, while
Pudgy was to open fire on the right. Later,
they were, if possible, to unite their forces in
the rear, in order to attack from that point.
Blue Billy, meanwhile, was to attack in front.

While the Blues were making their plans,
the Reds, under Redney's direction, were also

very busy. Some were making snowballs and
piling them in handy places, while others were
strengthening the fort.

As soon as everything was ready, Blue
Billy gave the signal, and the Blues rushed to
the attack. In a moment the air was full of
snowballs. Ben was again hit in the eye.
Pudgy was cheering his fellows on, when a snow-
ball struck him in the mouth and stopped his
cheers.

Redney climbed to the top of the para pet
to see how things were going. An unhappy
movement for him, for in the twinkling of an eye
he was hit in forty places, and was compelled
to retire to safety. He was not, however, the
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only suflferer. Within a few minutes every
Blue and every Red showed signs of the fray.

Ben's and Pudgy's parties worked around
to the rear of the fort. This they did without
the knowledge of the Reds, who were busy
keeping oflf Blue Billy's crowd. Pudgy and his
boys then helped Ben and his party to climb
the parapet and, afterward, passed up ammuni-
tion for both. The crowd on top hastened to pull
their fellows from below to a place beside them.

The united forces then filled their arms
with snowballs, dropped into the fort, and the
first thing the Reds knew, they were being
pelted from the rear as well as from the front.

After this flank movement, it did not take
long to decide the battle. Blue Billy's crowd
came swarming over the parapet, and Redney
had to surrender.

Each side gave three cheers for the other;
and all together gave three cheers and a tiger
for their teacher, who had made such a good
referee. Then they went home to supper with
good appetites.

After the meal, Ben, Belle, and May went
into the sitting-room, where they found Grand-
pa in the old place that had so long been occu-
pied by Grandma.

"Well, children," said Grandpa, "when
Grandma left for Europe, she told me to take
her place, and tell you stories in the evening
as long as you are good children. I have al-
ways done what your Grandma has told me to

do; so here is the beginning of a new sto

But what's the matter with your eye, Ben?"

"Oh, we had a snowball fight this after-
noon. Grandpa, and I ran against a few snow-
balls. You ought to see Redney's eye, though!
It is worse than mine. Besides, he lost. We won."

"Well, Ben, there are a few lines, copied
from a poem, hanging on a wall in one of the
rooms at Cornell University, that Redney
ought to know."

"What are they, Grandpa? Tell them to
us, and I will give them to Redney."
"Here they are:

"*Be proud of your blackened eye;
It isn't the fact that you're beaten that counts;
It's how did you fight — and why? ' "

"Humph! That's a good motto, Grandpa.
I'll give it to Redney, and take it to myself,
also, if you don't mind."

Here Belle interrupted: "You should have

seen Ben and Pudgy get to the back of the fort.
Grandpa."

"Oh, ho!" replied Grandpa, "that's what
we old soldiers call a flanking movement."

"Flanking, flanking!" exclaimed May,
"what does that mean. Grandpa?"

"My dear," began Grandpa, "a body of
soldiers on the march, or in battle, has a front,
a rear, and two sides or flanks "

"Oh, I see. Grandpa!" interrupted Ben.
"If the enemy can get by the flanks to the rear,
then the soldiers would be surrounded."

"Just so," said Grandpa.

"I understand now what flanking means,"
said May; "but I should like to ask something
else. When Pudgy, who is smaller than Ben,
was pushing Ben up the parapet, the referee
said, * Pudgy is a Hercules.' What is a Her-
cules. Grandpa.^"

"Draw your chairs a little closer," Grandpa
replied, "and I will expl ain by telling you the
story of Hercules."

Here the door bell rang, and in a few seconds
voices were heard in the hall.

"Visitors!" exclaimed Grandpa. "No
story-telling to-night!"

To THE Pupils:

Ammunition, to the soldier, means the powder,
ball, cartridges, etc., used in the discharge of fire-
arms and cannon. The word is also used, as here,
for any stock of missiles. Referee means judge
or umpire. Missile, anything that may be thrown.
Parapet, a wall; as used here, a wall to cover
soldiers from an enemy's fire. Appetite, hunger.
Her'cu les here means a strong person.

1. Copy the following, and use the proper
word in each blank space:

The War of the Revolution came to an end
in October, 1781, at Yorktown, Va. Here Com-
wallis surrendered to Washington. The British

marched out from behind their , their

band playing, "The World Turned Upside Down.'*
Of course, their was left behind.

Every basket-ball game should have a

The that David used in killing

Goliath was a stone.

2. Pronounce: Ae'rial, event', ide'a, obey',
u nite'.

The suspended bar (— ^) is used to indicate a
long sound somewhat shortened. Write the five
given words, and place the suspended bar over
each initial vowel. Under the letter 5, the sus-
pended bar indicates the z sound.

3. In the word unhappy, there are two parts;
the stem or root, happy , and the prefix, uriy mean-
ing not.

Prefix un to the following: Wise^ friendly ^ true,
welcome, certaiuy fair, holtfy able, just, even.

How have you changed the meanings?

4. Give the meaning of each of the following
words:

unsafe

untruthful unimportant

unmanly

untidy untaught

unfair

ungentlemanly unused

unselfish

unfamiliar unceasing

unruly

imhurL unreUable

How does dropping the prefix in each word
change the meaning?

To THE Teacher:

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

Use for dictation: Cornell University is situ-
ated at Ithaca, N. Y.

Have Exercise 3 written, 4 oral.

FIRST EVENING

The Story of Hercules

"Now for the story of Hercules, Grandpa/'
said Ben, immediately after supper the next
evening. The three children had drawn up
their chairs close to Grandpa's big easy chair,
and were looking at him, expectantly.

"Very well, children," said he, "I will begin
at once:"

In the remote days when the Greek gods
held sway over the earth, there . was born to
Jupi ter a son, Hercules by name. His mother
was a mortal.

I have no doubt that, if there had been a
Bamum in those days, Hercules would have
been one of his circus performers, for he was
very brave and very strong.

When Hercules was but an infant, two large
serpents came into the room, where he lay in
his cradle with his brother, Iphicles. Hissing
loudly, and darting out their forked tongues

like lightning, the serpents wriggled across the
floor toward the boys.

Was Hercules frightened? Not at all. He
rose in his cradle and, while his brother lay
screaming with fear, seized the monsters by
their throats and strangled them.

The young hero was so highly esteemed by
the gods that, when he grew older. Mercury
gave him a sword; Vulcan , with his hammer
and anvil, wrought him a golden breastplate;
Apollo gave him a bow and arrows; Neptune,
horses; and Minerva, a robe.
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Besides all these gifts, he had a huge club,
cut from the Nemean woods.

While Hercules was yet a youth, two forms.
Pleasure and Duty, each with rich gifts in her
hands, appeared before him. He chose those
oflfered by Duty, and ever after used his great
strength mainly in overcoming evil beasts and
evil men.

His favorite weapons were his club and his
sharp arrows. He was a very skillful archer.

One day, in a fit of madness, he slew his
children. For this crime he was condemned to
obey the commands of his cousin. King Eurys-
theus, of Mycenae.

King Eurystheus immediately set him twelve
tasks of enormous difficulty. Each task was
harder than the one that went before. None
of them was easy of performance even for a
hero, but Hercules was successful, finally, in
all.

The first task assigned him was to go to
the Nemean Valley and to find there a huge
lion that had been doing great damage. After
he had found the lion, he was to kill it, and
bring its skin to Eurystheus.

Hercules set out on his dangerous errand.

He found the savage animal and set upon it with
his club and arrows. It was of no use. The
Uon was proof against these weapons. It
seemed as if the hero would have to give up the
battle. Suddenly, he dropped his club and
arrows, seized the monster by the throat and,
with his bare hands, strangled it.

Hercules returned with the dead lion on his
shoulders, and presented it to Eurystheus.
The latter was so frightened at the sight, and
so astonished at the great strength of the hero,
that he ordered him ever after to leave the
proofs of his deeds outside the town.

His second task was the destruction of the
Hydra.

This monster was shaped like a snake, and
had nine heads, the middle head being im-
mortal.

It dwelt in a swamp, where Hercules found
and attacked it with his club.

To his surprise, he found that when he
knocked oflf one head two new ones came in its
place! He knew enough arithmetic to under-
stand that if he kept on in the way he had be-
gun, the Hydra would soon have a whole forest
of heads.

He thought a minute, and then changed his-
plao. Instead of knocking the heads off, he
burned them off. This method was successful
with all but the middle head. Finally, he got
rid of that one by knocking it off, and burying it
under a huge rock.

The three tasks that followed were compar-
atively easy :

He killed a wild
boar that was rav-
aging the sur-
rounding country.

He captured,
and brought to
King Eurystheus,
a wonderful stag
with golden horns,
and hoofs of brass.
This stag had kill-
ed all those who
had hunted it before its capture by Hercules.

He overcame the Stymphalian birds. These
were immense birds of prey, with very sharp
beaks and claws. They had the power, too,
of shooting feathers from their wings, — feath-
ers sharp as arrows.

As you may imagine, they were greatly
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dreaded by the people. Indeed, even the cat-
tle feared them.

Minerva helped him to overcome these birds
by giving him a huge pair of clappers, which she
had asked Vulcan to make.

With these, Hercules made a great noise,
causing the birds to rise from the lake in which
they lived. The lake was hidden from view
by a thick forest. As they rose from the water
in great flocks, Hercules killed many of them
with his arrows. The rest flew far away, never
to return.

At this point, the arrival of an old friend of
Grandpa's put an end to the story-telling for
that evening.

To THE Pupils:

1. A monster is anything very large and ugly.
Immortal means never-dying. Huge, very large.
Put the proper word in each of the blank spaces
foUowing:

(a.) David killed the Goliath with

a stone from his sling, (b.) Washington's name is
. (c.) The elephant is a animal.

2. In the word dangerous, there are two
parts: the stem or root, danger, and the suffix,
ous. So also in wonderful, there are two parts:
the root, wonder , and the suffix, ful. Each of these
suffixes means full of. Ous also means having the
quality of.

Add the proper suffix to each of the following
roots, and give the meanings: Humor, joy, fruity
power, sorrow, courage, help. Write the words thus
formed.

3. The sound of e, as heard in her, is marked
by the tilde (^), placed above the letter: thus, her.
Place the proper diacritical mark over the e in
each of the following: Term, fern, quern.

To THE Teacher:

The phonic exercise should be the pronunciation
by the pupils, before their reading, of the following:
Iphicles (if i kle§). Mercury (mer' ku ry), Vulcan
(viil' k&n), Nemean (ne me' an), Eurystheus (u rys'
thus), Hydra (hi' drft), Stymphalian (stim fa' \\ fin).

SECOND EVENING

"Well, Ben, how are your pigeons getting
on?" inquired Grandpa, as the children came
in next evening.

"They are thriving, Grandpa. You know
I give them plenty to eat, and keep their loft
very clean/'

"That is very necessary," said Grandpa.
"There is an old saying that, 'Cleanliness is
next to godUness,' — a saying that applies to
other animals besides us."

"Grandpa," said Belle, "you ought to know
that Ben sold some of his pigeons, and bought
a pair of new skates for May, as well as a pair
for me."

"I am glad to know that you are so thought-
ful and so kind," said Grandpa to Ben.

"Oh, that's nothing," repUed Ben blushing.
"The girls are always doing something for me."
Then, to hide his confusion, he said, "Won't
you go on with the story about Hercules,
Grandpa?"

And Grandpa continued :

The hero's next task was the cleansing of
the Augean stables. King Augeas had a herd
of three thousand oxen, whose stalls had not
been cleaned for thirty years. Hercules had
to clean them out in one day. This he did by
digging a canal, and turning the currents of
two rivers, Alpheus and Perseus, through it
into the stables.

His seventh, was to bring the Cretan bull to
Eurystheus. This bull had been given to Minos,
King of Crete, by Neptune. It had gone mad,
and was doing great damage. Hercules not
only captured the animal, but made it carry him
on its back across the seas, on his way home.

In Thrace, a country nearby, reigned a
wicked king, Diomedes by name. This tyrant
fed his horses on human flesh.

The eighth task of Hercules was to get pos-
session of these horses. He did so, after having
first fed them with Diomedes himself. The horses
then became so tame and gentle that they fol-
lowed Hercules as if they were little lambs.

His ninth task was to fetch the girdle of
Hippolyta, Queen of the Amazons, to the daugh-
ter of King Eurystheus. The Amazons were
a nation of very warlike women.

Hercules crossed the Black Sea, and went
to the country of the Amazons. He anchored
his ship in the harbor, not far from the Queen's
palace. Hippolyta and some of her women
went on board, to see who had come among
them.

The Queen, who was brave herself, and who
liked courage in others, welcomed the famous
Hercules in a kindly manner, and then willingly
gave him her girdle.

Jimo, however, who did not Uke Hercules,
took the form of an Amazon, went among those
on shore, and told them that a stranger was
carrying oflF Queen Hippolyta by force. The
Amazons then armed themselves and, from all
directions, rushed toward the ship.

A battle followed. The Amazons were over-
come. Queen Hippolyta was killed, and Her-
cules, again victorious, was soon crossing the
Black Sea on his way home.

On his arrival, Eurystheus ordered him to
go to an island that lay just beyond the country
where the sim sets, and bring back the red
cattle of the giant, Geryon.

This Geryon was a most extraordinary mon-
ster. He had three bodies, three heads, six
legs, and six arms, besides a pair of wings. He

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was the owner of a very large herd of cattle,
which he kept, at night, in a dark cave.

To aid him in this, his tenth task, Hercules
borrowed the golden cup in which the sun-god;
Helios, was borne around the world, from west
to east, every night.

This cup would float on the water Uke a
boat, and had the remarkable power of becom-
ing larger or smaller, according to the needs
of the person using it. In it, Hercules was
carried straight west for a long time, —
farther west than any one had ever before
gone.

He reached the shore of the Atlantic, broke
a mountain in two, and pushed one half over
into Africa and the other into Europe. Thus
were formed the Straits of Gibraltar, the moun-

tains on either side of which are called the
"Pillars of Hercules."

Oceanus, the god of the ocean, was angry
with Hercules, and raised a great storm. The
golden cup was caught in a whirling cloud of
spray, and tossed up and down as if it had been
a bubble. Hercules, to show that he was not
afraid, aimed one of his arrows at Oceanus.
The ocean god laughed heartily at this, and then
quieted the waters.

When Hercules reached the island, he
climbed a high mountain. From its summit he
could look down over all the land, and see where
the cattle of Geryon were feeding.

As he stood there, he was attacked by Ge-
ryon's savage two-headed dog. He killed the
beast with his club. But hardly had he time
to draw a long breath before he was set upon
by Geryon's herdsman. This fellow was quite
as savage as the dog, and would gladly have
torn Hercules limb from Umb. With a single
blow from his heavy cudgel, however, the hero
killed the herdsman.

He then went down to where the cattle were
grazing in a meadow, and began to drive them
away.

By this time Geryon himself had seen Her-

cules and came striding toward him, swinging six
clubs at once with his six hands, and shouting
death and destruction from all three of his huge
throats.

He looked hke a whirling windmill as he
came down the hill, and would have frightened
most people out of their wits. But Hercules,
remembering his poisoned arrows, sent a shaft
so straight that it made an end of the giant be-
fore he had come near enough to do any harm.

Gathering the cattle together, Hercules drove
them into the cup of Hehos, in which they were
transported to the mainland. Thence he drove
them through what is now Spain, France, and It-
aly, and at length dehvered them to Eurystheus.

Here Grandpa looked at his watch, and
said, "I must stop now, as I promised Mr.
Dickens to see him this evening."

"That will give me a chance to learn all
those hard names,'* said May, as they separated.

To THE Pupils:

1. Supply the missing vowels, and pronounce
correctly:

ang-1

Am-rican

hist-ry

equ-1

Apr-1

sep-rate

eleg-nt

Wedn-sday

ev-ry

reg-lar

mem-ry

horr-r

b-rd

comm-n

chor-s

mapl-s

lib-rty

drugg-st

cour-ge

po\^-\i

2. Pronounce carefully, and then use orally in
sentences:

ripe pear has gone stars of glory

great pain have known days of danger

heavy dew have seen between you and me

low tide had done time and tide

To THE Teacher:

Use for dictation:

Two well-known proverbs are: "Time and tide
wait for no man," and "Cleanliness is next to god-
liness."

The phonic exercise should be the pronunciation
by the pupils of the following:

Thri'ving, Augean (o je' in), Alpheus (SI fe'iis)
Perseus (per' sus), Cretan (kre' t&n), Minos
(me' nos), Thrace (thras), Diomedes (di o me' dez)^
Hippolyta (hip p61' i ta), Amazons &m' a z6ns ,
anchored (&n kerd), Qeryon (je' rf fin), extra-
ordinary (Sks tror'di na ry), Qibraltar (ji bral'ter),
Oceanus (o se' & nus) .

THIRD EVENING

When Ben and the girls entered the room.
Grandpa looked up from the book he was read-
ing, and said, "I am reading Robert Loveman's
poems. Here is one that I think you should
know. Shall I read it?"

"Please do, Grandpa,'* was the reply, as the
children settled themselves ; and Grandpa read :

A Deed

He did a deed, a gracious deed;
He ministered to men in need;
He bound a wound, he spoke a word
That God and every angel heard.

He did a deed, a loving deed —
Oh, souls that suffer and that bleed.
He did a deed, and on his way ^

A bird sang in his heart all day.

— Robert Loveman

— Courtesy of the author and the publisherSy J. B.

Lippincott Co.

Grandpa closed the book. The children
thanked him, and he went on with the story of
Hercules :

After Hercules had brought the cattle of
Geryon to Mycenae, King Eurystheus, wishmg
the hero farther away than ever, sent him once
more to the country beyond the sunset. This
time the King's excuse was, that he wished to
have three of the golden apples which grew in
the Garden of the Hesperides.

Although all had heard of this famous gar-
den, no one at Mycenae could tell Hercules
where to find it. Some said it was far to the
north; others, that it was far to the west. So,
taking a middle course, he started ofiF, and
walked northerly, till he reached the river
Rhone.

Here he found the river nymphs playing
among the rocks. They told him that Nereus,
the sea god, knew where to find the Garden of
the Hesperides, but would never tell the secret
unless forced to do so. They also told him
that he must seize the sea god, and hold him
fast till he had given the wished for information.

Thanking the nymphs for their kindness,
Hercules followed the Rhone down to the place
where it flows into the sea. Then he lay in
wait behind some rocks, till the sun went down
and the moon came up.

Presently, a queer little old man came up out

of the water and set about making himself com-
fortable for a nap on shore. The old man had
short horns growing from his forehead, and his
long hair and beard looked like a tangle of sea-
weed.

Hercules knew at a glance, that this was
Nereus. As soon as he saw him sleeping
soundly, he ran out and seized the poor old
sea god, as the nymphs had said that he must.

All at once, he found that he was holding a
struggling stag! Suddenly, the stag became
a sea bird, screaming to get free; the sea bird
changed into a fierce three-headed dog; the
three-headed dog took the form, of the giant,
Geryon, who seemed to have come to life again
more savage than ever; and, last of all, Geryon
changed into a monstrous snake.

During all this time, Hercules held on
tighter and tighter; then Nereus, seeing that he
could not frighten Hercules into letting go, took
his proper shape again, and asked his captor
what he wanted.

Hercules replied that he only wanted to
know how he could get three of the golden
apples that grew in the Garden of the Hesper-
ides. The Hesperides, you must know, were
the nieces of Atlas.

Nereus told him that if he would go down
into Africa, where Atlas was holding up the
world, that giant would get the apples for him.

So Hercules went down into Africa. Almost
as soon as he had touched the African shore, he was
attacked by an earth-born giant called Antaeus.

Antaeus was a giant of ferocious ap-
pearance, and of great strength. The secret of
his wonderful strength was, that his mother,
the goddess of the earth, made him stronger
each time he touched the ground.

Hercules, knowing how Antaeus was being
helped by his mother, lifted him high in air
above the earth, and there strangled him.

It had been the boast of Antaeus that he
had killed all travelers who had passed that
way. He killed no more after his meeting with
Hercules.

When his fight with Antaeus was over,
Hercules lay down on the ground, and went to
sleep. He soon awoke, feeling as if he were
being stung by a thousand insects.

Sitting up and rubbing his eyes, what should
he see but a great number of tiny people, no
larger than bumble-bees. These were the
Pygmies.

While he was asleep, they had been climbing
over his body and attacking him with their
little bows and arrows. Hercules laughed
heartily at them, and tied a few of them in a
corner of his lion's skin, to take to Eurystheus.

After this, he wandered about in Africa for
a long time. At last he found the giant he was
looking for. Walking up to him, he said, "See
here, Atlas. You know your nieces better than
I do, for I have never seen them. Won't you
go to them, and ask them to give you three of
the golden apples for me?'*

To THE Pupils:

1. Make a copy of the map on page 19, taking
not more than ninety seconds in so doing.

Place a statement under it giving the same
meaning as the one used on page 19, but diflfering
from it in form.

2. Pronounce the words, all and rude (u=oo).
Place this diacritical mark ( •) under the proper
vowel in each of the following words: 6aZZ, iall^
holly smally tally wall, brutCy fruity rulcy truCy spruce.

3. Words pronounced alike, but spelled differ-
ently, are called homonyms or homophones; as,
prey and pray. Make one or two statements re-
garding each pair of the following homonyms:

heard sun pale pane nose

herd son pail pain knows

4 (a.) Supply the missing vowel in each word,
and pronounce correctly:

fam-ly acc-pt Androm-da

mis-ry Ad-nis As-a

pop-lar anch-r aut-mn

barga-n bo-r bos-m

(b.) Supply the missing consonants in :

Au-kland ba-my ca-m

a-kward de-t lis-en

a-ry solem- autum-

To THE Teacher:

Exercises 1 and 2 should be inspected as they lie
on the pupils* desks. During the inspection of 2,
pupils should be asked to pronounce the words.

Exercises 3 and 4 may be oral exercises.

The phonic exercise should be the pronuncia-
tion by the pupils of the following: Rhone (rone),
nymphs (nimfs), Africa (af' ri ka), Nereus (ne'rus),
Antaeus (an te' us).

FOURTH EVENING

When the children came in, Grandpa was
busy with Lippincott's Magazine.

As they sat down, he looked up and said:
"Hello, youngsters! I am reading something
that puts me in'^^d of Ben."

What is it, Grandpa?'' asked Ben.

You know, Ben, that you have lately
fallen into the habit of talking quickly, so
quickly, in fact, that you clip your words. For
example, you say hist' ry for history ; dere for
there; and gimme dot for give me that."

"I know I have been careless, Grandpa.
Mr. Dickens has told me about it, too. But,
somehow, I forget."

"Perhaps you don't try to remember, Ben,"
said Grandpa.

"What are you reading, Grandpa, that re-
minds you of Ben?" asked Belle.

"Shall I read it aloud?" was the reply.

"Please do, Grandpa," was the answer.
So he read as follows :

Some ladies were talking about a conversation
between a man and his wife which had been over-
heard by them:

"They must have been to the Zoo," Mrs. A. said,
"because I heard her say, 'a trained deer.' "

"Goodness me!" Mrs. B. laughed. "What queer
hearing you must have! They were talking about
going to the country, and she said to her husband,
*Find out about the train, dear.' "

"Well, did anybody ever!" exclaimed Mrs. C.
"I am sure they were talking about music, for she
said, 'a trained ear,' as plainly as could be."

The talk began to get warm and, in the midst of
it, the woman herself appeared. They at once car-
ried their case to her, and asked her what she had
really said.

"Well, well! Isn't that curious ? " she remarked,
after hearing the version of each one. "I'd been
out in the country overnight and was asking my
husband if it rained here last night."

"I will try very hard to speak more slowly,"
said Ben, as the magazine was put aside.

Then Grandpa went on with his story :

" Humph ! " replied Atlas. "While I am do-
ing that, who will hold up the world? "

"Oh, that's easy/' said Hercules. "I will."
So he stooped down and took the world on his
shoulders, while Atlas went to get the apples.

It was no trouble for Atlas to do this, for, as
I told you before, the nymphs who kept the
garden were his nieces and would do anything
to please him.

When Atlas came back with the apples, he
himself oflFered to carry them to Eurystheus, if
Hercules would only hold up the world a little
longer. He meant, however, that Hercules
should hold up the world forever.

But Hercules saw through the trick, and
matched it with another. He thanked Atlas,
and asked him to take the world for a moment,
while he found a pad which would make the
weight much easier to bear. So Atlas took the
world again.

Hercules at once walked oflF, taking with
him the apples. Atlas shouted to him to
come back, but he was soon beyond the sound
of the giant's voice, and well on his way to
Eurystheus.

Hercules had now completed eleven of his
twelve labors. If he was successful in the
twelfth, Eurystheus would have to set him free.

The last task was the most diflScult and dan-

gerous of all. It was nothing less than to go
down into Pluto's kingdom and fetch Cerberus,
Pluto's three-headed watch dog, to Eurystheus.

This task he never could have done alone, as
no hving mortal was permitted, except by favor
of the gods, to enter the Land of Shades. So
Hercules got the help of Mercury and Minerva,
who went with him.

They went down to Pluto, who gave the
hero permission to carry Cerberus off, if he
could do it without using weapons.

Hercules seized Cerberus. The monster
raged and struggled furiously, but in vain.
Hercules overcame and bound the three-headed
dog, and took him to Eurystheus. The King,
however, was so terrified by his appearance
that his Royal Highness ordered Hercules to
take him back to the underworld at once.

When Hercules brought Cerberus into the
light of the sun, from the gloomy cavern which
led to the Plutonian shore, the monster could
not bear the brightness. He turned away his
heads, and, struggling more than ever, filled
the air with frightful howls.

The white foam from his deadly jaws was
sprinkled upon the earth, and from it sprang up
a poisonous plant, — wolfsbane. Because it

3a "

grew on the hard rock, the Greeks called this
plant aconite, from a word meaning a whetstone.

By this time all the neighboring kingdoms
rang with the fame of Hercules. Now that
he no longer had to work for King Eurys-
thens, every king or noble who was at
war with his neighbors, or who was troubled
with robbers or wild beasts, asked him for help.

So Hercules still found plenty to do. In
fact, he gave himself no rest, for he listened to
every call, feeUng that it was the work of his life
to rid the world of all monstrous evils.

At last the time came when he was taken up
to Mount Olympus to live with the gods.

It happened in this way: Hercules, as be-
came a great hero, married a king's daughter.
When he was taking home his bride, whose name
was Deianeira, he came to a deep and rapid
river.

As he stood on the bank, wondering how he
could cross, the centaur, Nessus, came gallop-
ing up, and oflFered to carry Deianeira across on
his back. Hercules accepted the oflFer. When
the river was crossed, the centaur, with Dei-
aneira still on his back, started oflF across the hills,
running swiftly, for he meant to steal the bride.

Hercules called to Nessus to conifc \i^^\

but, as he only ran all the more swiftly, Hercules
sent one of his poisoned arrows after the cen-
taur. Nessus fell to the ground, pierced by the
arrow, and with the poison of the hydra spread-
ing through his veins.

As he lay dying, he gave Deianeira a charm,
which, he said, she should give her husband
whenever he was unhappy. In reality, this
charm was a deadly poison, for the centaur had
dipped it in his own blood, which was filled
with the poison of the hydra.

For many years after this, Hercules and his
wife lived happily together, and Deianeira al-
most forgot about the centaur and his charm.
But one day it was brought to her mind in
this way:

Hercules had gone up on a mountain, where
he had built an altar of rough stones. He was
getting ready to make a burnt oflFering. He
sent a messenger to Deianeira, asking for one of
his most beautiful robes.

Here Grandpa paused, and looked mean-
ingly at the children. The clock had just
struck *^ bedtime.**

To THE Pupils:

De I'a nei' ra. Pronounce carefully, and then
use orally in sentences:

I walked rapidly

lead pencil

it is I

between you and ine

blue sky

it is he

give trie that

English history

it is she

let me see

ivory white

this is better
than

lean meat

faint heart

these are
larger than

To THE Teacher:

1. Insist on the pronunciation of final conso-
nants, even if they be exaggerated.

2. Select pupils to dramatize the episode be-
tween Hercules and Atlas.

FIFTH EVENING

When Grandpa came into the room, the
children were talking about the many diflScult
deeds Hercules had done.

Ben said that the destruction of the many-
headed hydra was more diflScult than the over-
coming of either Geryon or Nereus; but Belle
said just the opposite.

*'Well, May," said Grandpa, **what do you
think about it?'*

**It seems to me that taking the place of
Atlas and holding up the world was the hard-
est thing he had to do. For suppose he had
stubbed his toe and dropped the world ! Where
should we be?'"

"That's too hard a conundrum for me,"
replied Grandpa. "Can either of you answer
it?" he asked, turning toward Ben and Belle.

"No, Grandpa," said they together. Then
Grandpa went on: *

Deianeira took the robe from the chest

where it had been laid away. As she unfolded
it, a small package fell from its folds to the floor.
It was the centaur's charm.

^Mt is possible my husband is unhappy,"
she thought. "I will give him the charm of
Nessus."

Not knowing that she was using a powerful
poison, Deianeira heated water in a kettle, put
into it the contents of the package, and then
steeped the robe in the poisoned water. As
soon as the garment was dry, she sent it to
Hercules.

It seemed to Hercules that his messenger,
Lychas, kept him waiting a long time. At last,
Lychas appeared with the robe.

Seizing it impatiently, Hercules threw it
over his shoulders. Instantly he felt as if he
were on fire. He tried to tear it oflF. As he
did so, his flesh came with it.

In his rage, he seized Lychas by the foot,
swung the poor fellow aroimd his head three or
four times, and then hurled him into the sea.
Lychas was turned into stone as he fell.

Hercules knew that he was at the end of all
his labors. He made a funeral pile of the great
trees that he had torn up in his agony, mounted

it, spread out his lion's skin, and lay down with
his head resting on his club.

Meanwhile his friends, thinking there was
trouble on the mountain, went up to see what
had happened. Hercules asked one of these
■friends to set fire to the pile. With great sor^
row the man stepped forward and touched the
logs with a burning torch.

Then a wonderful thing happened! All
that could die, the mortal part, was burned to
ashes. But the immortal Hercules, the real
Hercules, came out from the fire all shining and
glorious.

Just at this moment a rainbow — the bridge
of Iris — appeared in the sky. A moment
38

afterward, Iris in all her beautiful colors, and
Mercury with his winged shoes, came lightly
down the rainbow bridge from heaven to earth.
They led the immortal Hercules to Mount
Olympus, to Uve forever among the gods. Soon
he married Hebe, the daughter of Juno.

"And some July evening," said Grandpa,
as he finished the story, "if you look overhead
at the clear heavens, you will see the con-
stellation Hercules shining down upon us.^
This is its shape," and Grandpa drew this:

IHE CONBTEUATIOH

■On the meridian at the latitude of New Yortc City at 8 P. H.,
about July ISth; at 12 midnight, about June lat; at 3 a. u., about
April 15th. It can be well seen for several hours before and after it is

"This brings to my mind one of Barry Corn-
walFs beautiful thoughts," said Grandpa, as the
children looked at the drawing.

Stars

They glide upon their endless way.

Forever calm, forever bright;
No bhnd hurry, no delay,

Mark the Daughters of the Night;
They follow in the track of Day,

In divme delight.

Shine on, sweet-orbed Souls for aye,

Forever calm, forever bright;
We ask not whither lies your way,

Nor whence ye came, nor what your light.
Be still a dream throughout the day,

A blessing through the night.
— Bryan Waller Procter {Barry Cornwall) .

**0h, that is beautiful. Grandpa,'^ said Belle.
**I will copy it in my commonplace book.''

*^A good idea," replied Grandpa. "You
may aU copy the drawing, too."

The children began to draw the constella-
tion, so as to fix its shape in their minds, while
Grandpa went oflF to his books.

To THE Pupils:

1. A dialogue is a conversation between two or
more persons. Write a dialogue that might have

taken place between Lychas (ly' k&s) and Hercules.
Let each speak five times.

2. Use the following homonyms in sentences:

threw flee to

through flea too

two

3. The suffix er means one who; as, robber^ one
who robs. Note that rob is a monosyllable (word
of one syllable) ending in a consonant immediately
preceded by a vowel.

What is done with the final consonant when er
is added?

How is the word syllabicated?

Add er to the following. Syllabicate as you
write them, and mark the accented syllable in each.
Druniy ruriy swirriy baty hit.

4. Agony means extreme pain. Constellation,
a group of stars. Place the proper word in the
blank space in each of the sentences following:

A. The North Star may be found by means

of the of the Big Dipper.

B. He lay in the last of death.

To THE Teacher:

After the inductive work is finished, help the
pupils formulate the rule for spelUng as well as
the one for syllabication.

Lead the pupils to tell you that words like
teach and learn do not double the final consonant
because the final consonant is not immediately
preceded by a vowel.

SIXTH EVENING

*^0h, Grandpa, we had a bully old time in
the playground to-day/^ said Ben, as he and
the girls came into the room.

** What kind of time did you say, Ben?"

*^Bul — oh, excuse me. Grandpa, I meant a
good time."

"What were you doing?"

"Playing a new game called 'Swat Ball.'"

"I never heard of it before. Do you know
anything about it, girls?" said Grandpa, as he
turned toward Belle and May.

Each of the girls said that she knew nothing
of the, game, and then Grandpa said, "Tell us
how it is played, Ben."

Ben replied: "I don't know it very well
myself yet, as we played it for the first time
to-day. Redney's big brother Allen taught us."

((

Doesn't he go to college?" asked Belle.

Oh, yes!" repUed Ben. "He is home from
Cornell on a short vacation."

"Why *Redney'?" asked Grandpa.

"Oh, we call him Redney because he has red
hair and generally wears a red sweater/* an-
swered Be!n.

"I am glad to know that Redney 's brother
is interested enough in you boys to help you
with your sports/* said Grandpa.

**It is pleasant, Grandpa, to have the big
fellows help us once in a while. Allen says
he is just a big brother to us all.'*

"The more big brothers, the more good
boys,** said Grandpa. "But go on, and tell us
how you play

Swat Ball.*'

"Well, Grandpa, the forty-four fellows in
our class made two teams of twenty-two each.
The ammunition of each team consisted of
twelve basket balls.

"Allen Kned the teams up facing each other
and about twenty feet apart, with the ammuni-
tion lying at the feet of the mem bers of each
team.

"When Allen blew the whistle to start,
each fellow tried to get a basket ball and hit
one of the opposing side with it, just as in a snow-
ball fight.

UBtub. 161 9-1890

**When any fellow was hit, he had to drop
ut of the game. He was not even permitted
pick up the ball that had hit him. Other
XMembers of his team could, however, and they
vjised the missiles of the enemy in returning the
ttack.

** Pudgy, Bouncer , and I had a funny tri-
angular duel.

"Pudgy was on the opposing side. I ran
vip to get a good shot at him, just as he was
about to throw at Bouncer.

"Bouncer was on my side, but seeing me so
near the enemy's line, he thought I was one of
them, and he aimed at me.

"The three of us threw at the same minute,
and each missile hit its victim on the shoulder.
Just then the whistle blew to end the game.*'

But who won?" asked Grandpa.

It was a draw, Grandpa. When a fellow
was hit, he was dead; and twenty had died on
each side."

"Well," said Grandpa, "how about that
triangular duel? You know a triangle has
three sides, and a duel is a fight between two
persons."

"I can't explain it. Grandpa. I read about

a triangular duel in Marry att's ' Peter Simple,'
though/'

"Yes," said Grandpa, "I remember reading
it many years ago. Well, if Marryatt uses
triangular duel, I suppose we shall have to let
Ben use it, too/'

"Grandpa," said May, "I like that big
brother idea, don't you?"

"Yes, big brothers can be very helpful. By
the way, children, I have never told you of two
big brothers of whom the Greeks were very
proud, have 1?"

"What are their names. Grandpa?" asked
Ben.

"Prometheus and Epimetheus," was the
answer.

"No," chorused the children in reply, so
Grandpa began

The Story of Prometheus and

Epimetheus.

When the earth was finished, Jupiter told
Prometheus and his brother, Epimetheus, that
he had work for them to do. This was to fill the
water with fish, and the forests with beasts
and birds. When this was done, Prometheus

was to make Man, and Man was to be greater
than any other animal.

It was arranged by the two brothers that
Epimetheus was to look after the wants of
birds, beasts, and fishes; and when this work
was completed, Prometheus was to look it
over.

Epimetheus then gave different gifts to the
various creatures; to one was given speed; to
another, strength; to this one, wisdom; and to
that, courage. To some were given wings; to
others, fins; and to others again, coverings of
shell. With these gifts, the beasts, birds, and
fishes could provide for their wants and protect
themselves from their foes.

Then came Man. Prometheus made him
stand upright. While all other animals turn
their faces downward and look to the earth,
Man raises his face to heaven and looks at the
stars.

"Well, that's enough for this evening," said
Grandpa as he glanced at the clock. "I have a
little work to do."

"And we have our lessons to look over," said
Belle.

So they separated for their several duties.

To THE Pupils;

1. Turn to page 42. Add the suffix ing to the
root words given in exercise 3, last paragraph, and
write them, syllabicating as you do so and marking
the accented syllable in each.

2. Use the following homonyms in sentences :

fir

sum

two

ate

reign

fur

some

too
to

eight

rein
rain

To THE Teacher:

Inspect and correct the pupils' exercises.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

SEVENTH EVENING

Belle came in alone, and Grandpa noticed
that she had a frown on her face.

"Hello, Mistress! Why so gloomy-look-
ing?'' asked he.

"Oh, nothing's gone right to-day, Grandpa!
I missed my spelKng in school, and I was so
stupid and awkward in the folk-dancing after

school that the other girls made fun of me."

"Well! well! well!" was all that Grandpa
said.

"Yes, and that nasty little cat, Tillie, made
faces at me."

"Softly, softly," said Grandpa. "And what
did you do?"

"I made faces back at her, of course."

"Oh, no! not *of course,' Belle. It takes
two to make a quarrel, and if Tillie was so
unladyKke as to make faces, you lowered your-
self to her level when you made faces back at
her. Because she was a cat, there was no
reason why you should be one, too."

"That's so, Grandpa. I was so angry that
I didn't think."

"Well, Belle, your 'didn't think' and Ben's
'I forgot' are a precious pair! But smooth

that frown from your face, and, when Ben and
May come in, I will read you something out of
the Kansas City Star which a friend has just
sent me. Then I want you to learn the poem
by heart."

In a few minutes, Ben and May came in,
and then Grandpa read from the paper:

If in a bird-heart, beating 'neath the gray,
There chants a song, no matter what the day —
If in a bird-heart happy sunbeams shine.
Why not in mine?

If in a flower-face, beaten down by rain,
The hope of clear skies be, in spite of pain —
If in a flower-face a great hope shine.
Why not in mine?

— June Edna Bellman.
Courtesy of the author and ''The Star.^^

When Grandpa looked up from his paper.
Belle was smiling. Soon she said, "Thank you.
Grandpa. I will learn the poem, and I will
think about it, too."

Then Grandpa went on with the story of
Epimetheus

But, alas ! Epimetheus had been so generous
with his gifts, that there seemed to be nothing
left for Man. He had given everything to the
beasts, birds, and fishes.

There stood Man. Without wings, he could
not fly. Without fins, he could swim neither
so far nor so fast as the fish. And most of the
beasts were speedier than he.

Epimetheus went to his brother and said:
"What can we do for Man? He has less pro-
tection than bird, fish, or beast. He has
neither fur nor feathers, wings nor fins, speed
nor strength. He is at the mercy of all animals
larger and stronger than himself. What can
we do for him.^"

Prometheus thought the matter over for
some time. Then he said to Epimetheus, "I
will go to Minerva and ask her advice."

To Minerva he went, and when he had told
his story she said: "Fetch fire from the sun,
and teach Man its use. I will help you to do
this. With the aid of fire you will enable him
to overcome the strongest beasts."

"That is a good idea," said Prometheus.

"I will fetch fire to these weak creatures, even
if I lose my life in the attempt." And away he
went with Minerva on his errand of mercy.

It was a dangerous task, for Jupiter would
not permit fire to be taken from the heavens.
But Prometheus was brave; besides, he had
Minerva to help him.

At the chariot of the sun, Prometheus hgbted
a torch, and then very slowly and carefully he
came down to earth with the fire that he had
stolen.

Then was Man taught by Prometheus and
Epimetheus the use and power of fire.
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With this gift, Man was more than a match
for all the other animals. It gave him the mas-
tery over everything.

With fire, the wild beasts were kept at bay,
iron weapons were wrought, food was cooked,
and the rude cave was made warm and comfort-
able when the cold winds came.

Prometheus, too, instructed Man in the arts
— in fact, in everything that requires fore-
thought.

To THE Pupils:

1. Copy the poem "If and memorize it.

2. Put the diacritical marks over the vowels
in the following words:

fray back play

ball term her

got ^ small tune

cruel rule obey

To THE Teacher:

The pupils should check their words in the
second exercise from your work on the blackboard.
Phonic drill, pp. 340-345.

cane

cap

blow

bold

pure

fun

bird

create

EIGHTH EVENING

When the children had seated themselves,
Belle asked, "Wasn't Prometheus punished for
the theft of fire. Grandpa?"

"Yes," replied he. "Jupiter wag very
angry, and to punish Prometheus, had him
chained to a rock. Further, he bade an eagle
go daily and eat the liver of Prometheus. At
night it grew again. Thus the agony was

"Poor, poor fellow," said May.

"Well may you say that," continued Grand-
pa, "for this went on for hundreds of years.
The eagle appeared every day, and tore his flesh
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with his claws and beak. At last, Hercules
came along, and seeing what the eagle was
doing, he fixed an arrow to his bow and shot the
bird. Then, tearing apart the chains that
bound Prometheus, he set the fire-bearer
free."

"That Hercules was a wonderful fellow.
Grandpa," said Ben.

"And what became of Epimetheus?" asked
May.

"Well," replied Grandpa, "you will hear
about him." And Grandpa told the story of

Pandora.

Next came Woman. She was made in heaven,
and every god gave something to make her
perfect.

One gave her a tender, loving heart that
could not be cruel, even to the smallest creeping
thing. Venus gave her a beautiful form, and
eyes in which the light of the sun-god, Apollo,
always shx)ne. Apollo gave her a love for
music and beauty. Another god gave her a love
for home and for little children.

Having gifts from all of the gods, she was
named Pandora, which is Greek for all gift.

They dressed her beautifully, and crowvv^d

her with flowers. Then Mercury led her to the
house of Epimetheus,

Prometheus had warned his brother against
taking any gift from Jupiter, for he knew that
the god was very angry with the brothers for
taking fire from heaven, and with man for re-
ceiving it.

But Epimetheus forgot all his brother's
warnings when he saw the beautiful Pandora.
He made her his wife.

Now, there stood in the house of Epimetheus
a covered box, in which were all the evils and
plagues that for ages have beset mankind.
Only one good thing was in the box, and that
lay at the very bottom.

Natiu 'ally, one of the first things Epimetheus
did when Pandora came, was to show her the
home which was to be hers. When they came
to the box, he warned her never to lift the
cover.

For a time. Pandora was so busy and so
happy in her new home that she forgot all about
the box. But one day Epimetheus went away,
and Pandora, being lonely, looked about for some-
thing to do that might help her to pass the time.

Just then she spied the box. I forgot to tell

you that it was a beautiful box, beautifully
carved, and covered with pretty pictures.

She sat down in front of it, just to admire
it, she said to herself. After looking at it for
some time, she began to play with a queer-
looking, brightly colored cord with which the
cover was fastened.

"Humph! Mrs. Curiosity, — just like Mrs.
Bluebeard," interrupted Belle

Pandora said afterward that she never knew
just how it happened, but happen it did. The
cord came untied, and, try as she would, she
could not tie it again. Some people say that it
could not be tied again, because it was a
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magic cord that had been enchanted by great
Jupiter.

However, I do not know much about that;
but this I do know: Pandora at first was very
much alarmed when she found that she could
not tie the cord, for she thought something
unpleasant would happen. But nothing hap-
pened, and soon she began to wonder what
would occur if she peeped into the box.

As she sat thinking about it, Epimetheus
came to the door. Alas! He was too late, for
just then Pandora raised the cover a httle, —
a tiny, tiny bit. But small as it was, there
came out instantly a swarm of insects that
stung Pandora and Epimetheus.

Then followed Hate and Envy, Anger and
Re venge, to torture the minds of men; then
came fevers and colds, and sicknesses of all
kinds to torment the body.

Swarm after swarm came out and attacked
them, until they were in an agony of pain and
begging for mercy.

Now came a gentle tapping on the under
side of the Kd. Listening, they heard a sweet
voice saying : " Please let me out. I am Hope."

Hope was the one good thing I told you
about, that lay in the bottom of the box.

Pandora lifted the cover as high as she could,
and out stepped a beautiful maiden, who said:
"I am sent to heal the woimds made by the
evils and the plagues when they flew out of the
box/'

And so, to this day, when Man is worried
and ill, he has Hope, let out of Pandora's box,
ages and ages ago, to cheer and comfort him*

To THE Pupils:

Write the following headings at the top of a
sheet of paper, and then place each one of the
given words under its proper heading:

Parts of the Body Parts of a House Ailments

Animal Kingdom

The words are: Liver, eagle, heart, door, eyes,
window, ears, fever, bird, floor, fish, cow, sponge,
dog, man, stomach, coral, chimney, nose, elbow,
ceiling, closet, cough, sill, lintel, elephant, croup,
diphtheria, Esquimau, robin, carp, measles.

To THE Teacher:

Have the pupils exchange papers when they have
finished, and correct them from your work on the
blackboard. A time limit should be placed on the
exercise.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

NINTH EVENING

It was Sunday. Grandpa and the children
were sitting around the table, reading.

"Grandpa/' said Belle, looking up from
her book, " excuse me for interrupting you, but
here is a Kttle poem that reminds me of what
you told me the other night, when I was a Uttle
cat/'

That's interesting," replied Grandpa.
Ben and May would hke to hear it, I have no
doubt, and so should I." Then Belle read

Contentment.

There was a man who smiled
Because the day was bright;
Because he slept at night;
Because God gave him sight
To gaze upon his child.
Because his little one
Could leap and laugh and run;
Because the distant sun
Smiled on the earth, he smiled.

He toiled, and still was glad
Because the air was free;

Because he loved, and she
That claimed his love, and he
Shared all the joys they had.
Because the grasses grew;
Because the sweet wind blew;
Because that he could hew
And hammer, he was glad.

— Courtesy of the Author, S. E. Kiser.

There was silence for a few minutes after
Belle had finished, and then May said, "I saw
a man begging to-day, when I was coming home
from Sunday school. As I passed him, he
said to the man from whom he was begging, *I
am as poor as Lazarus, sir.' What did he mean.
Grandpa?''

"Why, Lazarus was a very, very poor man,
who, in spite of the fact that he was so poor,
did all that he could to help others. Dives,
on the other hand, was a selfish man, though
very rich.

"But let me tell you the whole story of
these men."

The Story of Lazarus and Dives

There was a certain rich man. Dives by
name. He dressed in purple and fine linen and
ate and drank of the best of the land. At his
gate lay a beggar named Lazarus, full of sores.

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Lazarus desired to be fed with the crumbs
which fell from the rich man's table. As he
lay at the gate, the dogs came and licked his
sores.

"And now," said Grandpa, "let me read
you the rest from the Bible.'' Taking the Bible
from the table, Grandpa opened it and read:

And it came to pass that the beggar died,
and was carried by the angels into Abraham's
bosom. The rich man also died, and was buried ;

And in hell he lifted up his eyes, being in
torments, and seeth Abraham afar oflF, and Laz-
arus in his bosoi^

And he cried and said: Father Abraham,
have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he
may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool
my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.

But Abraham said: Son, remember that
thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things,
and likewise Lazarus evil things; but now he is
comforted, and thou art tormented.

To THE Pupils:

1. Di'ves.

2. Copy the last two paragraphs, supplying the
necessary quotation marks. Quotation marks are
not used in the Bible. How are quotations indi-
cated in it?

TENTH EVENING

"Well," said Grandpa, as the children came
in, "y**" look as if you had been having a good
time this afternoon."

"We have had a very good time. Grandpa,"
said Belle. "You know to-morrow will be
Lincoln's birthday, but we had our exercises in
school to-day. Afterward, Ben took May and
me out on his sled."

"Yes," said May, "and Ben pulled us to the

top of Indian Hill, and we had such funt We

coasted all the afternoon. You should have seen

the man from Norway with his skees, Grandpa!

He jumped awfu — no, I mean, very far.
About a mile, I think."

All Grandpa said, was:

"Hey! diddle diddle,

The cat and the fiddle.

The cow jumped over the moon/*

May blushed, but said nothing.

"I should like to learn to skee. Grandpa,''
came from Ben. "You can make very fast
time with skees, and while you can't jump a mile
with them, you can make some long jumps
coming down a mountain. I know May's
Norwegian can, because I have seen him do it."

"Oh, yes, I know," replied Grandpa. "I
have seen them make a mile in two minutes in
Norway, and jump 120 feet. Not quite so far
as May's jumper, but still a long jump."

"I should say so," exclaimed Ben. "Why,
that is more than half a city block."

"So you see you could go very fast, Ben.
But what would you do if you fell on your face?
You know the skees are eight feet long or more."

"I am afraid I should stick fast, Grandpa,
until some one came to raise me up."

"Perhaps, as you want them so much, Santa
Claus will bring you a pair," said Grandpa.

"Perhaps I had better speak to father about
them, Grandpa. I may get them sooner that
way/' repUed Ben, with a twinkle in his eye.

But, children, you haven't told me about

THE SKEE JUMPEB

your school exercises to-day!" exclaimed
Grandpa.

"Well," replied Belle, "of course there were
some visitors on the platform. We had reci-
tations, and we sang patriotic songs.

" When we saluted the flag we sang our
* National Anthem :' "

The Star-Spangled Banner

O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last
gleaming —
"Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the
clouds of the ^fight
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly
streaming!
-And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in

air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was

still there;
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave ?

On that shore dimly seen through the mists of the
deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence
reposes.
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering
steep,
As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first

beam.
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream;

* The original text gave "perilous fight'* as the ending of the third
line. Key revised this, and "clouds of the fight," a stronger expression
in every way, was substituted.

'Tis the star-spangled banner! O long may it

wave
0*er the land of the free, and the home of the

brave!

And where is the band who so vauntingly swore

That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion

A home and a country should leave us no more?

Their blood has wash'd out their foul footsteps'

pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave;
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth

wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the

brave.

O! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand

Between their loved home and the war's deso-
lation!
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-
rescued land
Praise the power that hath made and preserved
us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just.
And this be our motto — "In God is our trust!"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall

wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave.

And do you know, Grandpa,'' said Ben,
that two of the visitors did not know enough

to stand when the National Anthem was sung?
The principal had to speak to them."

"That is strange," replied Grandpa. "I
supposed everybody knew enough to stand for
'The Star-Spaiigled Banner.'"

"Lincoln was a very poor boy, Grandpa,
wasn't he?" asked May.

"Very, very poor," was the reply. "And
what was worse. May, when he was but Httle
older than you, his mother died."

Poor fellow!" sighed Ben.

Afterward, his father married Nancy
Hanks, and she took good care of Abraham tod
his sister, Sarah . They learned to love her
dearly."

"I am so glad she was such a good woman,"
said Belle.

Grandpa went on:

"Lincoln's step-mother said of him long
after: *He was the best boy I ever knew. He
never gave me a cross word or look, and never
refused to do anything I asked.' That's some-
thing for all you youngsters to pattern after."

•

Here Grandpa looked at his watch and said,
"Dear me! Time for your lessons."

And oflF went the youngsters.

To THE Pupils:

Copy the first stanza of "The Star-Spangled
Banner," and memorize it.

To THE Teacher:

1. Test the pupils' knowledge of the first stanza,
either orally or in writing.

2. For dictation, after the pupils have read the
selection :

There is no geography in American manhood.

There are no sections to American fraternity. The

South claims Lincoln, the immortal, for its own;

the North has no right to reject Stonewall Jackson,

the one typical Puritan Soldier of the war, for its

own.

— Henry Waiter son.

3. Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

ELEVENTH EVENING

"Children/' said Grandpa, looking up as
they came in, "I am reading a book of EngUsh
poetry ; and I have found a poem that brings to
my mind Lazarus and describes our loved Lin-
coln. Shall I read it?"

"Oh, please do. Grandpa,'' exclaimed the
children, and he read

Abou Ben Adhem.

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace.
And saw, within the moonlight in his room.
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom.
An angel writing in a book of gold:
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold.
And to the presence in the room he said,
"What writest thou?" — The vision rais'd its head.
And with a look made of all sweet accord,
Answer'd, "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerily still; and said, "I pray thee then.
Write me as one that loves his fellow-men."

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light.
And showed the names whom love of God had bless*d —
And lo ! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.

— Leigh Hunt.

To THE Pupils:

1. Beginning with Abou in the twelfth line,
write the remainder of the poem.

2. One of you, appointed by your teacher, will
put the following questions to the other pupils.
Ask each question, before calling on a pupil for the
answer. The answers should be in the words of the
poem:

Who awoke one night?

What did Abou Ben Adhem do?

What did he see?

What had made Ben Adhem bold?

What did he say to the presence?

What did the vision do and say?

What did Abou say?

What did the angel reply?

What did Abou say?

What did the angel do?

What happened the next night?

To THE Teacher:

The first exercise should be collected, corrected,
and returned.

Phonic drill, pp. 340-345.

TWELFTH EVENING

May went up to Grandpa the moment she
came in, and climbed into his lap.

As soon as she was settled, she said, " Grand-
pa, I heard something in school to-day I don't
understand/'

"Is that unusual, little one? '* asked Grandpa.

"No, I don't think it is. Sometimes my
teacher talks so fast and so much that my head
won't hold it all," was May's reply.

"What is puzzling you.^ Perhaps I can
help you," said Grandpa. Just then the other
children came in and sat beside him.

"Oh!" said May, "one of the big girls,
Sarah, was making fim of another girl, who was
crying because she had missed her geography.
And Sarah said, 'You are hke Niobe, all tears.'
Who was Niobe, Grandpa?"

In reply,* Grandpa told

The Story of Niobe.

Niobe, you must know, was the daughter of
Tantalus. She was married to Amphion, a

great musician. They had seven sons and
seven daughters, of whom Niobe was very
proud.

Now Niobe was jealous of Latona, the mother
of Apollo and Diana. When the people came to
worship Latona on a feast day, Niobe ordered
them to cease.

This made Latona so angry that she com-
manded Apollo and Diana to kill all Niobe's
children. They obeyed, and killed all the
beautiful children with arrows.

Amphion, on hearing the sad news, killed
himself.

Niobe, left without her husband and chil-
dren, wept day and night. Jupiter turned her
into stone, but still she wept.

A whirlwind carried her to the mountains
of her own country, and there she is still,
— a mass of rock, from which a trick-
ling stream flows, showing her never-ending
grief.

"This, children," went on Grandpa, "is the
poetical way the Greeks had of describing
winter. Niobe is winter, and the tears mean
the melting of snow and ice under the rays of
the spring sun."

To THE Pupils:

Copy the second stanza of "The Star-Spangled
Banner," and memorize it.

To THE Teacher:

1. Test the pupils' knowledge of the second
stanza.

2. Use the first stanza of the following excerpt
from Stonewall Jackson's Grave, for dictation, after
having gone over it with your pupils. The second
stanza should be copied by the pupils.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

Stonewall Jackson's Grave

A simple, sodded mound of earth.

With not a line above it —
With only daily votive flowers

To prove that any love it;
The token flag that, silently.

Each breeze's visit numbers,
Alone keeps martial ward above

The hero's dreamless slumbers.

No name? no record? Ask the world —

The world has heard his story —
If all its annals can unfold

A prouder tale of glory?
K ever merely human life

Hath taught diviner moral —
K ever round a worthier brow

Was twined a purer laurel?

— Margaret J. Preston.

THIRTEENTH EVENING

As the children came into the room they
heard a tootle-ootle that surprised them, as they
had not heard the hke before.

It came from Grandpa,
who, with his music before
him, was practicing on an
instrument called an oboe.

"Oh, what a curious look-
ing instrument ! ' ' exclaimed
Belle, as Grandpa stopped
playing, and put the oboe to
one side. "What is it?''

"It is an oboe," was the
reply. " We are going to form
an orchestra, and I shall play
either the bassoon or the
oboe.''

"Will the orchestra give
concerts?" asked Ben. bassoon

OBOE

"Certainly," was the reply.

"Oh, won't it be pleasant to go to hear you

play!" said May, as she rocked her doll, trying
to put it to sleep.

**We haven't had any
music for some time,'* said
Grandpa, as he went over to
the piano and took his seat
at it.

The children found places
around him, and he asked,
"What shall we sing?''

"Let us sing a lullaby.
Grandpa. Perhaps my dolly
will go to sleep then.'*

^ 1 , 1 . BASS CLARINET

Grandpa turned over nis
music. Then he played, while they all sang :

REST, MY BABY, REST.

German Folk Song
Not too slow

W. Lambert

^=i

L^.r

^— 51-n-

1. I Lest, my

- by.

rest

thy down - y

2. Sleep, my

dar

- ling,

sleep.

thy slum - ber

3. Rest, my

- by

fair,

Free

from ev - 'ry

nest. Hark! the rain is fall - ing fast. Wind and storm are
deep May no breath of clam -or rude. Pain, or trou-ble
care. Through the wood the pi -geon flies, Seek -ing here and

i T^n

I ^f

^
^

i H ^c I

driv - ing past. Hark! the dog with an - gry growl -ing

now in-trude. While the hare, the hun - ter fear - ing,

there sup-plies; In her nest her fledg - lings ly - ing

H n^

fiH^jnri

Chides the beg - gar, home-less, prowl -ing. Here with peace and
Tim - 'rous thro' the grass is peer - ing, Lone its watch will
Wea - ri - ly for food are cry - ing. No such sor - rows

fyprii

rit.

com - fort blest. Rest, my ba - by,
o'er thee keep. Sleep, my dar - ling,
shalt thou share. Rest, my ba - by

rest.

sleep.

fair.

Just as they finished, in walked Mr. Dick-
ens. He, too, was going to play in the or-
chestra, and he had brought in his new bass
clarinet to show Grandpa.

So the children's music was over for the
evening.

To THE Pupils:

1. Finish memorizing "The Star-Spangled Ban-

ner.

2. Make a list of the names of such musical
instruments as you know. Then arrange them
alphabetically. Be sure of your spelling. Consult
the Dictionary, if necessary.

OB&NDPAB I.ULLABT

To THE Teacher:

1. Test the pupils' knowledge of the National
Anthem.

2. Use the following as a memory gem for your

class :

Stonewall Jackson's Grave

Rare fame! rare name! if chanted praise,

With all the world to listen;
If pride that swells a nation's soul;

If foeman's tears that glisten;
If pilgrims' shrining love; if grief

Which naught can soothe or sever, —
If these can consecrate, this spot

Is sacred ground for ever.

— Margaret J. Preston.

3. Collect, correct, and return the second ex-
ercise.

FOURTEENTH EVENING

"Ben, you forgot something again this
morning/' said Grandpa, as the children came
into the room.

"I don't think I did. Grandpa. I cleaned
my nails carefully after I had my bath, and then
dressed myseK quickly. I fed the pigeons before
I had my breakfast, too."

"Yes, that's true," replied Grandpa. "But
whose birthday is this?"

"Oh, I thought of it yesterday at school, as
I went into the classroom. When I saw Wash-
ington's picture on the board, I remembered
that to-day would be February 22. But I for-
got it again this morning."

"Well, I put out the flag, as you had for-
gotten it."

"Thank you. Grandpa. I will try not to
forget."

"I think," replied Grandpa, "that I shall
ask Belle to remember for you, and you to think

xa THE STATE cAPrroi* bicbuoniv va.

S4i

for her. But what was done in school yesterday
in honor of the immortal Washington?"

"Oh," replied Ben, "we had our usual pa-
triotic exercises, and Belle's class sang ^America'
in two parts."

"They sang it very well. Grandpa," said

May.

"Will you repeat the words of the poem for
me. Belle?" asked Grandpa.

"With pleasure, Grandpa," replied Belle, and
she repeated the words of

America.

My country! 'tis of thee.
Sweet land of liberty.

Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died!
Land of the Pilgrims' pride!
From ev'ry mountain side

Let freedom ring!

My native country thee,
Land of the noble free,

Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills

Like that above.

Let music swell the breeze.
And ring from all the trees

Sweet freedom's song:
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,

The sound prolong.

Our fathers' God! to Thee,
Author of Liberty,

To Thee we sing:
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by Thy might,

Great God, our King!

—S. F. Smith.

And this ended the evening.

To THE Pupils:

Copy the first stanza of "America." How many
exclamation points in it.^ Memorize it.

To THE Teacher:

Test the pupils' knowledge of the first stanza.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

FIFTEENTH EVENING

As the children came in, panting and glow-
ing. Belle exclaimed, "We have had a splendid
time on Indian Pond to-day!"

"I'm glad to hear that," was Grandpa's
reply. "What were you doing?"

May said excitedly, "Oh, Grandpa, Ben and
Belle were teaching me to skate! It was such
fun!"

"Yes, Grandpa, and something very funny
happened just as we were coming away," said
Belle.

"What was that?" asked Grandpa.

"There was a man who tried to skate over
the thin ice near the edge of the pond."
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"Not a wise thing to do, I should think,"
said Grandpa.

"It wasn't," went on Belle. '*The ice
broke and he tumbled in. When he scrambled
out on the bank, a lady standing there said,
'My dear sir, how did you come to tumble in?'

"And the man replied, as the water dripped
from him, 'My dear madam, to be frank with
you, I didn't come to tumble in — I came to
skate.' "

"A pertinent , if not a satisfactory, reply,"
was all Grandpa said.

"I wonder. Grandpa, if the Greek children

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in those old days you tell us about had as much
fun as we have?" remarked Ben.

" I think so,'* replied Grandpa. " I have read
that they used to snowball from forts, play hop-
scotch, marbles, bUndman's buflf, hide and seek,
leapfrog, and many other games that you play."

Isn't that interesting?" said Belle.

Yes, and they used to ask conundrums, too.
Here is a very old one the Greeks used to ask
one another:

From a black sire my being springs,
I soar aloft, but not with wings.
Tears, without sorrow, to your eye
I draw; and, scarcely born, I die."

"I know the answer to that," said Ben after
a moment's thought.

"Don't tell," .warned Grandpa. "Give the
girls a chance. Come near the fireplace; per-
haps that will help you to get warm."

Still the girls couldn't guess the answer.
Finally, Ben said, "Look out of the window.
See what is coming out of that chimney!"

And both girls said together — what?

To THE Pupils:

1. Copy the last two stanzas of "America."
"Why is a colon used at the end of the third line in
the last stanza?

2. Arrange the words of "America" alphabeti-
cally (Dictionary arrangement) . To do this quickly,
place each letter of the alphabet as a heading.
Under each heading, put the words beginning with
that letter. Then rearrange the words under each
heading according to the Dictionary plan.

3. Prefix the prefix un to the following:

usual natural afraid

conscious dying aware

failing ashamed fortunate

How have you changed the meanings?
Use the first and last words in sentences.

To THE Teacher:

Have the pupils exchange papers, and correct
from your work on the blackboard. Divide 2 into
as many exercises as is necessary, preferably one
for each stanza.

SIXTEENTH EVENING

As the children and Grandpa sat around the
table reading, May suddenly looked up from
her book and said: "Grandpa, to-day in
Sunday school, my teacher said something
about Goliath. I don't know much about hiin.
Won't you tell us?"

So books were put aside, and Grandpa told

The Story of David and Goliath.^

What I am about to tell you, happened in
Biblical days.

The Philistines were in camp on the ridge of
a mountain, with the army of Israel on the
opposite slope, and nothing but a valley be-
tween them.

Now there was a famous warrior, GoUath
by name, in the PhiUstine camp. He was a
giant, his height being six cubits and a span.

He was terrible to look at in his brass helmet
and his heavy coat of mail. His legs also were

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protected with brass glates, and between his
shoulders was a brass shield; "and the shaft of
his spear was hke a weaver's beam/'

"Come," said he, stalking forth into the
valley, "let us settle this battle by single com-
bat. I'm a Philistine, choose you an Israehte.
If I am killed, then the Philistines shall be
Israel's slaves; if he is killed, then you serve us."

In those days it was not uncommon when
two armies met, to settle their affairs by single
copibat rather than by a battle.

But there seemed to be no man in Israel who
was a match for this big bully.

When Goliath saw that no man came forth,
-^ for, to tell the truth, the Israelites were very
much frightened — he began to abuse them.
He said, "I defy the armies of Israel this day;
give me a man of Israel that we may fight to-
gether."

When the Israelites heard these words of the
Philistine, the Bible says, "They were dismayed
and greatly afraid."

But a champion was at hand in David, who
was not only the sweet singer of Israel, but a
soldier as well.

He had been told by his father to leave the

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sheep, and go to the camp of the Israelites to
inquire after his three elder brothers. They
were in the army, and he was to find out what
they needed.

David did as he was told. Off he started,
taking with him an ephah of parched com and
ten loaves of bread for his brothers, with ten
cheeses as a present to their captain.

No sooner had he entered the camp and
found his brothers, than he heard the boastful
Goliath defying the Israelites; for every day
did the Philistine abuse the Israelites.

David was astonished. " What does it
mean?" he asked.

Haven't you heard?** replied a bystander.
Whoever slays this giant that is defying the
army of Israel will be rewarded by the king,
who will also give him the hand of the princess
in marriage/*

David angrily burst forth: "How dare this
Philistine defy the armies of the hving God!''

And Eliab, his eldest brother, heard when he
spake unto the men; and Eliab's anger was
kindled against David, and he said, Why comest
thou down hither? And with whom hast thou
left those few sheep in the wild erness ? I know
thy pride, and the naughtiness of thine heart;
for thou art come down that thou mightest see
the battle.

And David said. What have I done now?
Is there not a cause?

David turned away, and asked the Israelites,
one after another, "Why has no one answered
the defiant Philistine?" And each one an-
swered him as before.

Then the soldiers, struck by his boldness,
began to talk about him. Thus it was that the
news reached Saul, the king, that there was a
young man in camp who did not seem to be
afraid of the PhiKstine monster.

Saul sent for David ; and David went and said
to Saul, Let no man's heart fail because of him;
thy Servant will go and fight with this Philistine.

To THE Pupils:

Philistine (fills' tin), a native of southern Pal-
estine; nowadays, a person lacking in culture. Qoli-
ath (go li' ath) . Ephah (e'f a) . An ephah is a
little more than half a bushel. A cubit is a little
more than eighteen inches; a span, nine inches.
Kindled means set fire to, aroused. Note its
resemblance to candle. Pertinent means fit or
suitable.

1. Give your answer to each of the following
questions in a sentence. How tall was Goliath?
(Your answer to be in feet and inches.) How many
small measures in an ephah? How many quarts?

2. Ask. The dot over d denotes medial a.
Mark the following: Task, fast, past, mast, antj
pass, grass, brass, dance, lance, chance, branch.

S. Copy the third and fourth paragraphs on
page 94, supplying quotation marks where they
are left out of the Bible selections.

To THE Teacher:

Papers in exercise 1 should be exchanged, and
then corrected from the blackboard.

Call the attention of your pupils to the fact
that the translation of the Bible dates back to the
beginning of the seventeenth century.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

SEVENTEENTH EVENING

Grandpa was playing his oboe when the
children came in. He put it aside as they
gathered around him, and asked: "Well, May,
how did you like the story of last evening?'^

"I Uked young David very much," was
May's reply. "He needed great courage to
stand up against that big PhiUstine."

"Yes,"' said Grandpa, "that is true. And
this evening you will learn how well he per-
formed the task he set out to do." And Grand-
pa went on with the story:

And Saul said to David, "Thou art not able
to go against this Philistine to fight with him:
for thou art but a youth, and he is a man of war
from his youth."

To this David replied, "O King, I am not so
untried as thou dost suppose. I keep my
father's sheep. Once a Uon stole one of my
lambs. I gave chase, caught and killed the
lion, and saved the lamb. The same thing
happened to a bear that stole a lamb; and so I

will treat this huge monster who has dared to
defy the army of the Hving God. The Lord,
who dehvered me from the jaws of the lion and
the paws of the bear, will surely dehver me from
this PhiUstine."

And Saul said unto David, ^^Go, and the
Lord be with thee. But first put on my coat of
mail and my brass helmet, and take with thee my
sword."

David did as he was told, but he could not
walk with the heavy armor on.

He took it off. Next, he picked up five
smooth stones from the brook and put them
into a bag.

Then, grasping his shepherd's staff, and with
his sling in his hand, he drew nigh to the Phil-
istine.

"And now," said Grandpa, ''I will read you
the rest," so taking his Bible again, he opened
it and read:

And the Philistine came on and drew near
unto David; and the man that bare the shield
went before him.

And when the Philistine looked about, and
saw David, he disdained him : for he was but a
youth, and ruddy, and of a fair countenance .

And the Philistine said unto David, Am I
a dog, that thou comest to me with staves?
And the PhiKstine cursed David by his gods.

And the PhiUstine said to David, Come to
me, and I will give thy flesh unto the fowls of the
air, and to the beasts of the field.

Then said David to the Philistine: Thou
comest to me with a sword, and with a spear,
and with a shield; but I come to thee in the
name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies
of Israel, whom thou hast defied.

This day will the Lord deliver thee into
mine hand; and I will smite thee, and take
thine head from thee; and I will give the car-
casses of the host of the Philistines this day unto
the fowls of the air, and to the wild beasts of
the earth; that all the earth may know there is
a God in Israel.

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And it came to pass, when the Philistine
arose, and came and drew nigh to meet David,
that David hasted, and ran toward the army to
meet the Philistine.

And David put his hand in his bag and took
thence a stone, and slang it, and smote the Philis-
tine in his forehead, that the stone sunk into his
forehead; and he fell upon his face to the earth.

So David prevailed over the Philistine with
a sling and with a stone, and smote the Philis-
tine, and slew him; but there was no sword in
the hand of David.

Therefore David ran, and stood upon the
Philistine, and took his sword and drew it out
of the sheath thereof, and slew him, and cut
off his head therewith. And when the Phil-
istines saw their champion was dead, they
fled.

To THE Pupils:

Countenance means the appearance of the face.
Hasted is the old form for hastened. Forehead
(fOr' fid) is that part of the face above the eyes.

1. Copy the paragraph including : "Thou comest
to me with a sword> and with a spear/'

2. Be ready to use the following in sentences:

last night this afternoon

to-morrow evening day before yesterday

day after to-morrow shepherd's staff

this evening this morning

3. Why are not quotation marks used in para-
graphs 1, 2, 3, and 4, page 98, to indicate what is
said by David and by the Philistine?

To THE Teacher:

Have the sentences read aloud and criticised.
Phonic review, pp. 340-345,

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EIGHTEENTH EVENING

Grandpa, I'm mad clean through," said
Ben, as he rushed into the room and threw his
cap on the floor.

"Softly, softly,'' replied Grandpa. "I sup-
pose you mean you are angry. You know they
kill mad dogs, and lock up mad people."

"Oh, excuse me. Grandpa. I didn't mean
to be so rude."

"Pick up your cap, Ben, hang it where it
belongs, and then come over here and tell me
all about it."

When Ben came back, he had calmed
down. He sat beside his sisters, who had just
come in.

"Well, Ben, what's the story?" asked
Grandpa.

"You know. Grandpa, for the last few days
Skin^ has been sitting in the same seat with me."

"You don't mean Mean Skinny, do you?"
asked Belle.

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"That's the very fellow," replied Ben.

"Then I feel sorry for you," said Belle.
"He's the meanest fellow in the school.

"You remember the time. Grandpa, last
summer," went on Belle, "when we children
were going to have a picnic ?"

"Yes, lassie, I remember," was the reply.

"We had a meeting to arrange for it. One
girl said she would bring chicken sandwiches,
another promised to bring ham sandwiches, and
a third, currant cake.

"So it went on. There were promised cake,
candy, pies, nuts, — everything you could
think of good to eat. Pudgy, who sat next to
Skinny said, ^I'll bring the cofiFee.'

"Then Skinny, who was the last, spoke up
and said, *I'll bring the water for the cofiFee.'"

"Well, Grandpa, that tells how mean he
is," said Ben. "In school, he borrows things
from us and never thinks of paying us back.
He copies every chance he gets, and he tells on
everybody. He had me kept in to-day."

"He is not the most charming companion
in the world, I should imagine," said Grandpa.

"Charming companion!" exploded Ben.

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"He's a mean sneak, a regular Uriah Heep! I
should like to punch his head for him."

"Two can play at that game, you know,"
said Grandpa. "Can't you try some other
plan.f* What did he do to you to-day to have
you kept in?"

"He borrowed my drawing pencil this morn-
ing, and when I asked him for it this afternoon,
he wouldn't give it to me, — wouldn't even look
at me when I spoke to him. So I poked him
in the ribs, and Mr. Dickens saw me do it, and
I was kept in."

"So you were punished, and he wasn't,
though he was the one really to blame .f^"

"Yes, Grandpa, that's what made me angry."

"I have another plan for you to try, Ben.
The next time Skinny wants to borrow any-
thing, just tell him this story:

One Good Tukn Deserves Another

Willy Wag went to see Charley Quirk,

More famed for his books than his knowledge,

In order to borrow a work

He had sought for in vain over college.

But Charley replied: *My dear friend,
You must know I have sworn and agreed

My books from my room not to lend,
But you may sit by my fire and read.*

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Now it happened by chance, on the morrow.
That Quirk, with a cold, shivering air.

Came his neighbor Will's bellows to borrow.
For his own were out of repair.

But Willy replied: *My dear friend,

I have sworn and agreed, you must know.

That my bellows I never will lend:
But you may sit by my fire and blow/

"And if that doesn't stop him, tell him you
will show him the Gorgon's head."

"What will that do to him. Grandpa .'^"
asked Ben.

"Wait until to-morrow evening, youngsters.
You will find out then. The story is too long
to begin this evening."

To THE Pupils:

1. Arrange the following words in a column
alphabetically, and place after each its antonym
or opposite in meaning: Inside y ovevy goody better y
best, farther y mucky morey mosty dark, savey thaw.

2. Use the following homonyms in sentences:

current right pane

currant write pain

To THE Teacher:

This exercise should be corrected by the pupils from
your work on the blackboard. Tell the pupils about
Uriah Heep; David Copperfield, chapters XV and
XVII, might be read to them. Phonic review, pp.
S40-S45.

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NINETEENTH EVENING

The children were so eager for Grandpa's
new story, that they came home from school as
quickly as they could and, very soon afterward.
Grandpa began to tell of

The Gorgon's Head.

This is the story of Medusa, the Gorgon who
was slain by Perseus.

Perseus, even as a boy, was of wonderful
strength and courage. When he grew to be a
young man, he was sent by Minerva to kill
Medusa.

Long years before, Medusa had been a
handsome maiden whose hair was her greatest
beauty.

She had dared, however, to say that she
was as beautiful as Minerva. So the goddess
changed her hair to hissing snakes.

So frightful was her appearance, and so dread-
ful the look of despair on her face, that the hor-
ror of it turned any one who looked upon her

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into stone. Around her cave dwelling were
many stone figures which had once been men
and animals.

It was to this horrible place that Perseus

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went to overcome her.

Minerva gave him superhuman strength
and courage. Mercury lent him the famous
winged sandals, which carried him swiftly
through the air, and gave him also the sword
Harp6, made of a single diamond, with which
no second blow was ever needed. Pluto gave
him the cap of darkness, which made the wearer
invisible to mortal eyes.

After much traveUng and great difficulty,
Perseus found the cave where the monster lived
with her two sisters. He dared not look down

into the cave at Medusa, for if he had, he too
would have been turned into stone. So he
waited until she was asleep, and then flew down,
watching her reflection in a bright shield which
Minerva had lent him.

When he was near enough, he cut off her
head with one stroke of the sword Harpe. But
not once did he look at her.

From the blood that dripped on the ground
sprang Pegasus, the winged horse which was
tamed by Minerva and given to the Muses ; and

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which afterward flew up to the heavens, where
it may now be seen as a constellation.

Picking up the head, Perseus covered it, and
flew away. The sisters, shrieki ng madly, pur-
sued him for some distance. They could not
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see Perseus, for he had on Pluto's cap; but they
could smell the blood.

On his way back Perseus came to Atlas, who
was still holding the world up on his shoulders.
Perseus asked him for food and a place to rest.

Atlas refused both, and drove Perseus away.
The latter uncovered the Gorgon's head. Atlas
looked at it, and was at once turned into stone.
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As Perseus continued his flight, he passed
over the African desert. Here the blood which
dropped from the head fell on the sand. At
once, deadly snakes came to life, and ever since
this place has swarmed with them.

To THE Pupils:

a is sounded like o; as, what. Place this proper
diacritical mark under the a in: watch^ wander ^
quarrel^ wa^py squashy swan, squad.

To THE Teacher:

While you are walking about the room, inspect-
ing the work of the pupils, call on individuals to
pronounce their lists of words.

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TWENTIETH EVENING

"Grandpa, it would hardly be fair to Skinny
to turn him into stone," said Ben, as he came
into the room and sat by his sisters.

"Where would you get the Gorgon's head?"
asked Grandpa.

"I can't tell," replied Ben, "until I hear the
remainder of the story."

So Grandpa went on :

When Perseus came to the sea, he found a
lovely maiden, named Andromeda, chained to a
rock on the shore. He asked her why she was
chained there, and she told him that her mother
had oflFended the sea-nymphs by boasting that
she was more beautiful than they. In revenge,
they had sent a dreadful sea-monster to make
desolate the coast, and to prevent the fishermen
from getting fish from the sea.

Only by the sacrifice of Andromeda, it was
said, could the curse be removed. So there
she was, awaiting death, when the sea-monster
should arrive.

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Perseus told Andromeda he would rescue
her, if she would marry him. To this she agreed.
So when the monster came, Perseus fought
and killed it, and left it as a huge black rock in
the water.

When the combat was over, he laid the Gor-
gon's head down on the shore and covered it
with seaweed. Then he washed away the stains
of the fight. On taking up the head, he found
that the poison from it had soaked into the sea
plants and had turned them into stone.

The sea-nymphs saw the change, and were
filled with admiration. They tried the eflFect
of the head on many other plants, and always
with the same result, — they were turned into
stone.

Seeds from these plants were cast into the
sea, and from these seeds came coral.

Andromeda and Perseus went to the royal
palace, for Andromeda was the daughter of the
King and Queen of that land, Cepheus and Cas-
siopeia by name.

Here a wedding feast was prepared for the
two, and many guests were invited.

At the wedding feast while Perseus was telling
of his adventure, a great noise was heard. It

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was the toamp of armed men, and the clash of
weapons.

In rushed, with his armed followers, Phine us,
who was to have married Andromeda.

He angrily claimed his bride, but the King
would not listen to him, saying, *'You left my
daughter to perish, but Perseus killed the mon-
ster and rescued her. To him she belongs."

Then began a dreadful combat. Phineus
hurled his spear at Perseus, but missed him.
Perseus and his friends fought like heroes, but
soon there were but few of them left, though
there were hundreds of the enemy

Suddenly Perseus bethought him of the
head. Warning his friends not to look, he
uncovered it, and in the twinkling of an eye all
was changed. As his enemies caught sight of
the head, in whatever attitude they happened
to be, they became stone statues; and so the
great fight ended.

Perseus claimed his bride, and took her away
with him to his own land. The sword and san-
dals he returned to Mercury, the cap he gave
back to Pluto, while the Gorgon's head was
placed by Minerva on her shield.

Afterward, Perseus, Cepheus, Andromeda,

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and Cassiopeia were placed in thd heavens,
and there their constellations may be seen to
this day.

To THE Pupils:

Desolate means laid waste; a place is desolate
when it is left solitary as regards human occupation
and use. Sacrifice means a giving up of some desired
object for the sake of something else. To rescue
means to save; combat, fight. Admiration, won-
der mixed with delight; adventures, exciting hap-
penings; attitude, position.

1. Use the defined words in the proper blank
spaces in the following sentences: (a.) I made a

of my pleasures that I might have more

time for knowledge, (b.) I will make the cities of
Judah , without an inhabitant, (c.) Her-
cules had many during his travels, (d.)

We gazed with at Rembrandt's pictures.

(e.) The fireman d the woman from the

burning building, (f.) David and Goliath met in

single . (g.) We should stand in an

of respect whenever we hear the National

Anthem, "The Star-Spangled Banner."

2. Rewrite the next to the last paragraph, using
synonyms or synonymous expressions for the fol-
lowing: Claimed his bride; land; returned; gave back;
was placed.

To THE Teacher:

These exercises should be read aloud and

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criticised. The lists of developed synonyms and
synonymous expressions should be placed on the
blackboard and copied thence by the pupils in a
book reserved for this purpose. Each pupil can thus
make his own Thesaurus of words.

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TWENTY-FIRST EVENING

The minute the children came in, Grandpa
said: "I have a pleasant surprise for you.
Here is a letter from your cousin Tom. Ben, will
you please read it aloud .f^'' And Grandpa
handed Ben an envelope with a foreign postage
stamp on it.

Ben took the letter, opened it, and read as
follows :

Sydney, Australia,

January 1, 1912.
My dear Cousins:

Last evening. Mother received a letter from

Grandma. The letter stated that Grandma was

enjoying herself in Holland, and was soon going

to Germany.

When Grandma's letter came, it reminded
me that I owed one to you.

I wish to thank Ben for Matthew's "Back
to Hampton Roads," which he sent me a long
time ago. The book is most interesting, and I
enjoyed reading it very much.

The reason I have not written you in such a
long time is that Father and I have been on. a
trip to New Zealand.

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You know that New Zealand and Australia
are close together on the map. You might
think that a bridge could be built between
them, such as you have between New York
and Brooklyn ; or between Omaha and Council
Bluffs ^ over the Missouri.

But it can't be done, because the distance
between the two islands is 1,200 miles, — about
the distance between New York and Omaha,

SCALE 1000 II TO SQ. INCH

MAP OF AUSTRALIA

Mother says. Mother says, too, that Australia
is a country of great distances. You know it is
nearly as large as the United States without
Alaska.

We went to New Zealand last summer, sail-
ing from Sydney on November 5, and arriving
at Auckland four days after.

Here Father bought several tons of Kauri
gum. You know this gum is used in making

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varnish. It is dug out of the ground where,
ages ago, Kauri trees grew and died. Since
that time, the trees have been covered by soil.

I saw some Maoris. Like the Indians of
your country, the Maoris occupied the land be-
fore the white man came. There are very few
of them left.

At one time rabbits, too, were plentiful
here. They were so numerous that they be-
came a great plague — as great as were the rats
in the time of the Pied Piper. They have now
been greatly lessened, however.

After Father had finished his business in

Auckland, we went to Wellington by train. We

were there some time before Father was ready

to leave. Then we sailed for Sydney, where we

arrived after a very pleasant passage. There

were some Welsh singers on board, and they

gave a concert one night. I enclose the words

and music of the song Father and I liked best.

It was given me by the leader of the chorus.

Your loving cousin,

Tom.

After the letter had been read and talked
about. Grandpa picked up the music that Tom
had sent and looked it over.

"I know this very well," said he. "Your
Grandma and I heard 'AH Through the Night'
for the first time in Wales many years ago. It
is one of the best known of Welsh songs."

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"Is the music sweet?" asked May.

"Your Grandma and I both think that the
words and music are most beautiful, and each
fits the other."

"Can't we sing it to-night, Grandpa .f^"
asked Belle.

"No, it is too late, Belle. Besides, I want
you to copy your parts first."

So each one copied his or her part.

To THE Pupils:

1. Imagine that you are Tom's cousin, and write
him a letter, telling him what you are doing in
school.

2. Address the envelope.

3. Rewrite the first paragraph of Tom's letter,
using synonymous words or terms for last evening;
received; the letter stated; enjoying herself; was soon
going.

To THE Teacher:

These letters should be collected but not cor-
rected. Some of the best should be read aloud by
those who wrote them. Note the suggestions re-
garding synonyms on p. 114.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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TWENTY-SECOND EVENING

All were ready with their parts. So Grand-
pa went to the piano, and they sang the song
Tom had sent them

ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT.

Welsh Folk Song
Andante

Arr. by George A. Gartlan

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1. Sleep, my child, and peace at -tend thee. All thro' the night;

2. While the moon her watch is keep -ing, All thro' the night;

3. Hark, a sol - emn bell is ring - ing, Clear thro' the night;

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Guar-dianan - gels God will send thee All thro* the night.
While the wea - ry world is sleep-ing, All thro' the night;
Thou, my love, art heav'n-ward wing-ing, Home thro' the night.

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Soft the drow-sy hours are creeping, Hill and vale in sliun-ber steep-ing.
O'er thy spir - it gen - tly steal-ing. Vis-ions of de- light re - veal - ing,
Earth-ly dust from off thee shak-en. By good an-gels art thou tak - en.

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I my lov - ing vi - gil keep - ing. All thro' the night.

Breathes a pure and ho - ly feel - ing. All thro' the night.

Soul im-mor- tal thoushalt wak -en, Home thro' the night.

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To THE Pupils:

1. Copy the first stanza (eight lines) of "All
Through the Night." Indent the second, fourth,
and eighth lines.

2. Memorize it.

To THE Teacher:

The pupils' work (1) should be corrected from
your work on the blackboard. The second stanza
should make a second exercise.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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TWENTY-THIRD EVENING

"Grandpa, what did Tom mean when he
spoke about the 'Pied Piper?* " asked May.

"Have you never heard the story, May?"
asked Grandpa.

"No, Grandpa," she rephed.

"Neither have I, Grandpa," said Belle.

"Nor have I," said Ben.

"Well, then," said Grandpa, "I suppose I
must tell it to you."

The Pied Piper of Hamelin
A Child's Story

Hamelin Town's in Brunswick
By famous Hanover city;
The River Weser , deep and wide.
Washes its walls on the southern side;
A pleasanter spot you never spied;

But, when begins my ditty,

Almost five hundred years ago.
To see the townsfolk suffer so

From vermin, was a pity.

Rats!
They fought the dogs,
and killed the cats.
And bit the babies in

the cradles;
And ate the cheeses out
of the vats,
And lick'd the soup from
the cooks' own ladles.

Split open the kegs of salted sprats.
Made nests inside men's Sunday hats,
And even spoiled the women's chats.

By drowning their speaking

With shrieking and squeaking
In fifty different sharps and fiats.
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At last the people in a body

To the Town Hall came flocking:
'"Tis clear," cried they, "our Mayor's a noddy;
And as for our Corpor ation — shocking.
To think we buy gowns lined with ermine

For dolts that can't or

won't determine
What's best to rid us of

our vermin!
You hope, because you're

old and obese.
To find in the furry civic

robe ease?
Rouse up, Sirs ! Give

your brains a racking
To find the remedy we're
lacking,

- --cr-i Or> sure as fate, we'll send

you packing!"
At this the Mayor and Corporation
Quaked with a mighty consternation.

An hour they sate in coimcil.

At length the Mayor broke silence:

"For a guilder I'd my ermine gown sell,
I wish I were a mile hence!

It's easy to bid one rack one's brain —

I'm sure my poor head aches again,
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I've scratched it so, and all in vain.
Oh, for a trap, a trap, a trap!"
Just as he said this, what should hap
At the chamber door but a gentle tap?

"Bless us,'* cried the Mayor, "what's that?"
(With the Corporation as he sat.
Looking little, though wondrous fat;
Nor brighter was his eye, nor moister
Than a too-long-opened oyster,
Save when at noon his paunch grew mutinous
For a plate of turtle green and glutinous)
"Only a scraping of shoes on the mat?
Anything like the sound of a rat
Makes my heart go pit-a-pat!"

To THE Pupils:

1. Weser (va' zer), a river in Germany. Ditty
means a song; vermin, harmful little animals or
insects; as rats, mice, flies, bugs, etc.; ladle, a
large, cup-like spoon with a long handle; sprats,
small fish; corporation, the Mayor and alder-
men; obese, fat; furry, civic robe, the robe of
office; guilder, a coin worth about forty cents;
paunch, the stomach; remedy, cure; consterna-
tion, fright.

2. Use each of the two last defined words in
either one or the other of the two following sentences :

Fresh air is a for many ills.

There was great in the city, at

the first shock of the earthquake.

3. Mutinous, glutinous. You know the mean-
ing of the suffix ous. Mutiny, the stem of the first

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word, means an outbreak against lawful authority.
Gluten, the stem of the second, means glue'. De-
fine each word.

To THE Teacher:

These exercises may be oral.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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TWENTY-FOURTH EVENING

It had rained hard all day. The snow was
melting rapidly. The wind was high, and
underfoot it was slushy. No one was out of
doors, except those whose business took them
out, and those were but few.

The children were very quiet when they
came in and found Grandpa reading.

"Oh, but it has been a lonely day. Grandpa.
Belle and May have been visiting Alice," said
Ben, as Grandpa laid aside his book.

"And you have been lonesome, laddie. Is
that it? I have felt that way myself, and that
is why sometimes I like to read

February Rain.

O lonely day: No sounds are heard

Save winds and floods that downward pour,

And timid fluting of a bird,

That pipes one low note o'er and o'er.

Before the blast the bare "frees lean.
The ragged clouds sail low and gray.

And all the wild and wintry scene
Is but one blur of driving spray.

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O day most meet for memories,

For musing by a vacant hearth
On that which was and that which is,

And those who walk no more on earth!

And yet this dark and dreary day
Some brighter lesson still can bring.

For it is herald of the May,
A faint foretoken of the Spring.

Beneath the ceaseless-beating rain
Earth's snowy shroud disappears.

As sorrow pressing on the brain
Fades in a flood of happy tears.

And thus in darkness oft is wrought,
Through lonely days of tears and grief,

The gradual change by which is brought
To shadowed lives some sweet relief.

— Charles Turner Dazey*

"But Jupiter Pluvius^ can't make it rain
indoors, and we certainly can't be lonesome
when we're together. Let us go on with the
Pied Piper, and to-morrow evening Belle and
May can tell us about their visit."

And Grandpa continued the story:

"Come in!" — the Mayor cried, looking bigger:
And in did come the strangest figure!
His queer long coat from heel to head

Was half of yellow and half of red;
And he himself was tall and thin,
With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin.
And light loose hair, yet swarthy skin,
No tuft on cheek nor beard on chin.
But lips where smiles went out and in;
There was no guessing his kith and kin:
And nobody could enough admire
The tall man and his quaint attire.
Quoth one: "It's as my great-grandsire.
Starting up at the Trump of Doom's tone.
Had walked this way from his painted tombstone!

He advanced to the council-table:

And, "Please your honors," said he, "I'm able.

By means of a secret charm, to draw

All creatures living beneath the sun.

That creep or swim or fly or run.

After me as you never saw!

And I chiefly use my charm

On creatures that do people harm.

The mole and toad and newt and viper;

And people call me the Pied Piper."

(And here they noticed round his neck

A scarf of red and yellow stripe.

To match with his coat of the self -same check;

And at the scarf's end hung a pipe;

And his fingers, they noticed, were ever straying

As if impatient to be playing

Upon this pipe, as low it dangled

Over his vesture so old-fangled.)

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"Yet," said he, "poor piper as I am.

In Tartary I freed the Cham ,

Last June, from his huge swarms of gnats;

I eased in Asia the Nizam

Of a monstrous brood of vampire-bats;

And as for what your brain bewi lders, —

K I can rid your town of rats,

Will you give me a thousand guilders?"

"One? Fifty thousand!" was the exclamation

Of the astonished Mayor and Corporation.

To THE Pupils:

1. Herald means a messenger; swarthy, dark;
kith and kin, relations; quoth, said; bewilder,
to confuse; vesture, clothing; Cham of Tartary,
a ruler in Asia; Nizam (ni'zam), a ruler in India;
vampire-bats, blood-sucking bats.

2. Use properly one of the first five defined words
in one of the following sentences: (a.) The hepatica

is a of spring. (b.) "The poor boy had

neither nor . All his relatives had died

within the year." (c.) "Spaniards, as a rule, have

complexions." (d.) "So great was the noise,

bustle, and confusion of the great city, that it

ed one." (e.) " the Raven,

'Nevermore.' "

3. Pronounce ar' my. The " used this way in-
dicates the Italian a. Mark the a in the follow-
ing, and pronounce when called upon: Harp, party,
market, pardon, garden, harness, starch, scarlet,
harden, darting.

To THE Teacher:

The second exercise may be oral.

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TWENTY-FIFTH EVENING

No sooner had the children come in than
Grandpa said, "Now for your story. Belle."

So Belle began: "You see, Grandpa, this
was just a girls' party. That's the reason Ben
wasn't asked. And May and I were the only
girls asked. They have so many kittens — a
whole house full, I guess — that there was no
room for any more girls."

"How did you and May enjoy yourselves?"
asked Grandpa.

"Oh, splendidly! We played house, and
each of us had a kitten for a doll," said Belle.
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"Oh, yes, Grandpa,'* broke in May, "that
was such fun. And then we made fudge and
ate it, all except some we brought home for you
and Ben/'

"Thank you. That was very thoughtful,"
said Grandpa.

"Alice showed us a very funny letter which
she had just been reading in a book," said Belle.
"We laughed at it, and I asked Alice if we might
bring it home, so that you and Ben could read it."

Grandpa took the book, and read as follows:

Eastbourne, September 17, 1893.*

Oh, you naughty, naughty little culprit ! If
only I could fly ..... . with a handy little stick

(ten feet long and four inches thick is my
favorite size), how I would rap your wicked
httle knuckles.

But how badly you do spell your words! I
was so puzzled about the "sacks full of love and
baskets full of kisses!" But at last I made out
why; of course, you meant a "sack full of gloves,
and a basket full of kittens!" Then I under-
stood what you were sending me. And just
then Mrs. Dyer came in to tell me a large sack
and a basket had come. There was such a

*Prom "The Stoiy of Lewis Carroll*' by Isa Bowman.

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miauwing in the house, as if all the cats in East-
bourne had come to see me! "Oh, just open
them, please, Mrs. Dyer, and count the things
in them!'*

So, in a few minutes, Mrs. Dyer came and
said: ''Five himdred pairs of gloves in the sack
and two hundred and fifty kittens in the
basket.''

"Dear me! That makes a thousand gloves!
Four times as many gloves as kittens! It's
very kind of Maggie, but why did she send so
many gloves? For I haven't a thousand hands,
you know, Mrs. Dyer."

And Mrs. Dyer said, "No indeed, you're
nine hundred and ninety eight hands short of
that!"

However, the next day I made out what to
do. I took the basket with me and walked oflf
to the parish school — the girls' school, you know
— and I said to the mistress, "How many Uttle
girls are there at school to-day?"

"Exactly two hundred fifty. Sir."

"And have they all been very good all day?"

"As good as gold. Sir."

So I waited outside the door with my basket,
and as each little girl came out, I just popped a
soft little kitten into her hands! Oh, what joy
there was! The little girls all went dancing
home, hugging their kittens, and the whole air
was full of purring!

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Then, the next morning, I went to the school,
before it opened, to ask the little girls how the
kittens had behaved in the night. And they all
arrived sobbing and crying, and their faces
and hands were all covered with scratches,
and they had the kittens wrapped up in their
pinafores to keep them from scratching any
more. And they sobbed dut, "The kittens have
been scratching us all night, all the night."

So then I said to myself , "What a nice little
girl Maggie is. Now I see why she sent all
those gloves, and why there are four times as
many gloves as kittens!'' And I said aloud
to the Uttle girls, "Never mind, my dear chil-
dren, do your lessons very nicely, and don't
cry any more, and when school is over, you'll
find me at the door, and you shall see what you
shall see!"

So, in the evening, when the little girls came
running out, with the kittens still wrapped up
in their aprons, there was I, at the door, with
a big sack. And as each little girl came out, I
just popped into her hand two pairs of gloves !
And each little girl unrolled her pinafore and
took out an angry little kitten, spitting and
snarling, with its claws sticking out like a
hedgehog. But it hadn't time to scratch, for
m a moment, it found all its four claws popped
into nice soft warm gloves! And then the
kittens got quite sweet -tempered and gentle,
and began purring again!

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So the little girls went dancing home again,
and the next morning they came dancing back
to school. The scratches were all healed, and
they told me: "The kittens have been good!"

And, when any kitten wants to catch a
mouse, it just takes oflF one of its gloves; and if
it wants to catch two mice, it takes oflF two
gloves; and if it wants to catch three mice, it
takes oflF three gloves; and if it wants to catch
four mice, it takes oflP all its gloves.

But the moment they've caught the mice,
they pop their gloves on again, because they
know we can't love them without their gloves.
For, you see, "gloves" have got "love" inside
them — there's none outside !

So all the Uttle girls said, "Please thank
Maggie, and we send her two hundred fifty
loves and a thousand kisses in return for her two
hundred fifty kittens and her thousand gloves!"

Your loving old Uncle

C. L. D.

"A deUghtful letter," said Grandpa, "but
we are neglecting the Pied Piper."

So he went on with his story:

VII

Into the street the Piper stept.

Smiling first a little smile.
As if he knew what magic slept

In his quiet pipe the while;

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Then, like a musical adept.

To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled.

And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled.

Like a candle-flame where salt is sprinkled;

And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered,

You heard as if an army muttered;

And the muttering grew to a grumbling;

And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling;

And out of the houses the rats came tumbling:

Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats,

Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats,
Families by tens and dozens.

Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives —

Followed the Pij>er for their
lives.

From street to street he
piped advancing,

And step for step they fol-
lowed dancing,

Until they came to the river
Weser,

Wherein all plunged and per-
ished ! —

Save one who, stout as Julius

Cfeaar, ~ '^^™'"

Swam across and lived to carry

(As he, the manuscript he cherished)

To Rat-land home bis commentary .

Which was: "At the first shrill notes of the pipe,

I heard a sound as of scraping tripe.

And putting apples, wondrous ripe,

Into a cider-press's gripe, —
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And a moving away of pickle-tub boards.
And a leaving ajar of conserve-cupboards,
And the drawing the corks of train-oil flasks.
And a breaking the hoops of butter-casks;
And it seemed as if a voice
(Sweeter far than by harp or by psaltery
Is breathed) called out, 'Oh rats, rejoice!
The world is grown to one vast drysaltery!
So munch on, crunch on, take your nuncheon.
Breakfast, supper, dinner, luncheon!'
And just as a bulky sugar-puncheon.
Already staved, like a great sun shone
Glorious scarce an inch before me.
Just as methought it said, 'Come, bore me!'
— I found the Weser rolling o'er me."

VIII

You should have heard the Hamelin people
Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple;
"Go," cried the Mayor, "and get long poles!
Poke out the nests and block up the holes!
Consult with carpenters and builders.
And leave in our town not even a trace
Of the rats!" — when suddenly, up the face
Of the Piper perked in the market-place.
With a "First, if you please, my thousand guilders!

To THE Pupils:

1. Culprit, one guilty of a fault; a musical
adept, a skilful musician. (Note the resemblance
between adept and apt.) Julius Caesar, a Roman
ruler who said: "Let me have men about me that

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are fat." Manuscript, something written; com-
mentary, a brief account; psaltery, a stringed
instrument of music, used in Biblical days;
nuncheon, another name for luncheon; bulky,
large; puncheon, a large cask holding three or
four barrels; a stave is one of the strips out of
which the sides of a barrel are made; perked,
peered, looked inquisitively.

2. Copy group 26 of the Vocabulary (see the end
of the book), syllabicating, and marking the ac-
cented syllable.

8. Suppose the letter had been for you.
How should the envelope enclosing it have been
addressed?

4. Copy the paragraph, p. 131, beginning, "Oh,
yes. Grandpa."

To THE Teacher:

Read to your pupils from Act I., Scene 2, of
Julius Csesar, lines 180 to 216 inclusive.

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TWENTY-SIXTH EVENING

"Oh, Grandpa! We saw a flock of such
pretty birds as we came home from school to-
day/* exclaimed Belle, as the children came
skipping in.

"Yes? What were they Uke?'*

"They were Uttle birds about as big as
sparrows, and of a dark slate color, except
for an apron of white, which went from the
breast all the way backward,*' explained Belle.

"Did you notice what they were feeding on? **
was Grandpa's next inquiry.

"Oh, they were pecking away at something,
I couldn't tell what," was Belle's reply.

"I noticed what they were feeding on," said
Ben. "They were eating the seed of weeds
that grow by the wayside."

"One more question ," went on Grandpa.
"I wonder if May noticed their tail feathers?"

"Oh, yes, Grandpa. When we got near
them, they flew away, and I saw that their out-

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side tail feathers were white, — white as snow.
Grandpa."

"Those were juncos, children, sometimes
called snowbirds. They are on their way north,
to Canada , where they will build their nests and
raise their families. Then in the fall they will
come back to us."

"Will they stay all the winter?" asked Ben.

*'Only when the snow is not too deep," was
the reply. "Otherwise, they could not get at
the seed they hve on. The junco is as success-
ful in getting rid of weeds as was the Pied
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Piper in getting rid of rats, .though in a diflPerent
way/'

"Oh, the Pied Piper!'* exclaimed May.
"We are so interested in the j uncos that we are
forgetting him/'

"Shall I go on with his story?" asked
Grandpa.

The children all said, "Please do," so Grand-
pa went on:

A thousand guilders! The Mayor looked blue;

So did the Corporation too.

For council dinners made rare havoc

With Claret, Moselle, Vin-de-Grave, Hock;

And half the money would replenish

Their cellar's biggest butt with Rhenish.

To pay this sum to a wandering fellow

With a gipsy coat of red and yellow!

"Beside," quoth the Mayor^ with a knowing wink,

"Our business was done at the river's brink;

We saw with our eyes the vermin sink.

And what's dead can't come to life, I think.

So, friend, we're not the folks to shrink

From the duty of giving you something for drink.

And a matter of money to put in your poke;

But as for the guilders, what we spoke

Of them, as you very well know, was in joke.

Beside, our losses have made us thrifty;

A thousand guilders! Come, take fifty!"

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The Piper's face fell, and he cried,
"No trifling! I can't wait! beside,

I've promised to visit by din-
ner time

Bagdad , and a ccept the prime

Of the Head Cook's pottage,
all he's rich in,

For having left, in the Caliph's
kitchen,

Of a nest of scorpions no sur
vivor :

With him I proved no bargain-
driver;

With you, don't think I'll bate
a stiver !
=™™™™ And folks who put me in a

8COBPI0N *^

passion
May find me pipe after another fashion."

"How?" cried the Mayor, "d'ye think I'll brook

Being worse treated than a Cook?

Insulted by a lazy ribald

With idle pipe and vesture piebald?

You threaten us, fellow? Do your worst,

Blow yoiu- pipe there till you burst!"

Once more he stept into the street*
And to his lips again
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Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane;

And ere he blew three notes (such sweet
Soft notes as yet musician's cunning

Never gave the enraptured air)
There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling
Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling;
Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering,
Little hands clapping, and little tongues chattering;
And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scat-
tering.
Out came the children running:
All the little boys and girls.
With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, .
And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls,
Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after
The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.

To THE Pupils:

1. Replenish means to refill; thrifty, careful,
saving; Caliph of Bagdad, the ruler of a city in
Turkey; stiver a coin worth two cents; ribald,
a low, vulgar fellow; piebald, having spots or
patches of black or white, pied; threaten, defy,
abuse; enraptured, delighted beyond measure.

2. Replace the dashes in the following sen-
tences with the right words:

(a.) The miraculous pitcher ed

itself,
(b.) Benjamin Franklin was a

man.
(c.) The clown in the circus rode a

horse.

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(d.) We are not to go to the pond if the
weather looks ing.

3. Place the proper diacritical marks over the
vowel a in the following: Same, ratty praisCy all, saw^
liavy arty what.

4. Arrange the words in the poetry on page 140
alphabetically, according to the directions you will
find on p. 90.

To THE Teacher:

Have the papers corrected from a pupil's work
on the blackboard.

143

TWENTY-SEVENTH EVENING

Belle and May were chatting wiUi Grandpa
when Ben came in, eyes sparkling and cheeks
aglow.

"What a gusty day it has been! I have
been walking very fast, but once or twice the
wind was so strong, it almost stopped me."

"Gusty March, Ben. Suppose I tell you
what the poet Bryant says of it?"
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March

The stormy March has come at last,

With winds, and clouds, and changing skies;

I hear the rushing of the blast

That through the snowy valley flies.

Ah, passing few are they who speak,
Wild, stormy month! in praise of thee;

Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak,
Thou art a welcome month to me.

For thou, to northern lands, again
The glad and glorious sun dost bring,

And thou hast joined the gentle train.
And wear'st the gentle name of spring.

And, in thy reign of blast and storm.
Smiles many a long, bright, sunny day.

When the changed winds are soft and warm,
And heaven puts on the blue of May.

Thou bring'st the hope of those calm skies
And that soft time of sunny showers.

When the wide bloom, on earth that lies.
Seems of a brighter world than ours.

— From the Poems of William Cullen Bryant,
"published by D. Appleton <& Co., N. Y.

After Grandpa finished Bryant's poem, he
went on with Browning's:

XIII

The Mayor was dumb, and the Council stood
As if they were changed into blocks of wood,

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PIPEB AND CHILDBGN

Unable to move a step, or cry

To the children merrily skipping by, —

And could only follow with the eye

That joyous crowd at the Piper's back.

But how the Mayor was on the rack.

And the wretched Council's bosom beat.

As the Piper turned from the High Street

To where the Weser rolled its waters

Right in the way of their sons and daughters

However, he turned from South to West,

And to Koppelberg Hill his steps addressed,

And after him the children pressed;

Great was the joy in every breast.

"He never can cross that mighty top!

He*s forced to let the piping drop,

And we shall see our children stop!"

When, lo, as they reached the mountain-side,

A wondrous portal opened wide.

As if a cavern was suddenly hollowed;

And the Piper advanced and the children followed;

And when all were in, to the very last.

The door in the mountain-side shut fast.

Did I say, all? No! One was lame,

And could not dance the whole of the way;

And in after years, if you would blame

ffis sad ness , he was used to say, —

"It's dull in our town since my playmates left!

I can't forget that I'm bereft

Of all the pleasant sights they see.

Which the Piper also promised me;

For he led us, he said, to a joyous land,

Joining the town and just at hand,

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Where waters gushed, and fruit trees grew,

And flowers put forth a f au-er hue.

And everything was strange and new;

The sparrows were brighter than peacocks here.

And their dogs outran our fallow deer.

And honey-bees had lost their stings,

And horses were born with eagles' wings;

And just as I became assured

My lame foot would be speedily cured.

The music stopped and I stood still.

And found myself outside the Hill,

Left alone against my will.

To go now limping as before,

And never hear of that country more!"

To THE Pupils:

1. Bereft means deprived, stripped; fallow
deer, a European deer much smaller than our red
one.

2. Be prepared to use the following in sentences:

put forth saw him

last evening broad road

four dozen sweet honey

her son is bereft

To THE Teacher:

This exercise should be oral.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

148

TWENTY-EIGHTH EVENING

No sooner were the children seated, thai\
Grandpa began, as he had to leave early to meet
Mr. Dickens.

XIV

Alas, alas for Hamelin!

There came into many a burgher's pate

A text which says that Heaven's Gate

Opes to the rich at as easy rate
As the needle's eye takes a camel in!
The Mayor sent East, West, North, and South,
To offer the Piper, by word of mouth.

Wherever it was men's lot to find him.
Silver and gold to his heart's content,
K he'd only return the way he went.

And bring the children behind him. .
But when they saw 'twas a lost endeavor.
And Piper and dancers were gone forever.
They made a decree that lawyers never

Should think their records dated duly
If, after the day of the month and year.
These words did not as well appear:
"And so long after what happened here

On the Twenty-second of July,
Thirteen hundred and seventy-six."

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And the better in memory to fix
The place of the children's last retreat.
They called it, the Pied Piper's Street —
Where any one playing on pipe or tabor
Was sure for the future to lose his labor.
Nor suffered they hostelry or tavern

To shock with mirth a street so solemn;
• But opposite the place of the cavern

They wrote the story on a column.
And on the great church-window painted
The same, to make the world acquainted

How their children
were stolen away;
And there it stands
to this very day.
And I must not

omit to say
That in Transylva-
nia there's a tribe
Of alien people who

ascribe

TABOB

The outlandish ways
and dress
On which their neighbors lay such stress.
To their fathers and mothers having risen
Out of some subterranean prison
Into which they were trepanned
Long time ago in a mighty band
Out of Hamelin town in Brunswick land.
But how or why, they don't understand.

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So, Willy, let you and me be wipers

Of scores out with all men — especially pipers !

And, whether they pipe us free from rats or from

mice.
If we've promised them aught, let us keep our

promise !

— Robert Browning

To THE Pupils:

1. Burgher, one who lives in a borough or city;
endeavor 9 attempt; a decree, a law; records,
law writings; duly, properly; hostelry, hotel;
alien, foreign, not native; ascribe, give as a cause
of, refer to; subterranean, under ground; tre-
panned, cheated, snared. Transylvania, a prov-
ince of Hungary near Germany; aught, anything.

2. Turn to group 15 of the Vocabulary (near the
end of the book). Copy the words of this group,
syllabicating, and marking the accented syllables.

To THE Teacher:

If the children have dictionaries, let them com-
pare their papers with the dictionaries; if not, let
the blackboard take the place of the dictionary.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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TWENTY- NINTH EVENING

Grandpa had a treat ready for the young-
sters, — maple sugar.

So, when the children came in, he handed
the plateful of sugar to May, with the remark,
*'Be you Hebe, and bear the nectar to the gods."

May could only guess at Grandpa's meaning.
Taking the plate in her hand, she started toward
Ben. As she did so, she stubbed her toe, stum-
bled slightly, and some of the sugar fell on the
floor.

"Oh, ho!" said Grandpa. "Must we get a
Ganymede instead of our Hebe?"

Recovering her balance. May passed the plate
to Belle and Ben. After they had helped them-
selves with a "Thank you very much," she
placed it on the table.

Turning then to Grandpa, she said, "Please
tell me what you mean by Hebe and that other
long name. Grandpa, won't you?"

"Certainly, my child," was the reply, "let
me tell you a story about them."

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Hebe, the goddess of Youth, was beautiful
beyond description.

She was cup-bearer to the gods. To hand
out the dehcious nectar was her duty, and this
she did with a grace and daintiness all her own.

But, alas ! on one occasion she stumbled and
some of the precious nectar fell upon the marble
floor.

Then was she in disgrace, and, although a
daughter of Jupiter and Jimo, she could serve
the gods no longer.

Jupiter looked for another cup-bearer. In
his search, he took the form of an eagle, and flew
over one country and another, until he came to
Troy in Greece.

Here he espied a youth who was most
fair to look upon, Ganymede, son of the Trojan
King. Jupiter carried this boy to Olympus, there
to be cup-bearer to the gods.

*'Wh<>:|y^ill be your Ganymede the next time
you want something passed?" asked May.

''I am different from the gods. May. Some-
times I shall use Hebe, sometimes Ganymede.
The Ganymede must be Ben."

The children had been eating while Grandpa
was talking. When he finished, May said,

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"Yum! yum! Grandpa. That sugar is very
good. Where do they get it?"

"Suppose I tell you the story of how the
Indians gather it, as told by Obiyesa in Indian
Boyhood ^?"

An Indian Sugar Camp

With the first March thaw, the thoughts of
the Indian women of my childhood days turned
to the annual sugar-making.

This industry was chiefly followed by the old
men, the women, and the children . . . the
rest of the tribe went out on the spring fur-hunt
at this season, leaving us at home to make the
sugar.

The first and most important of the neces-
sary utensils were the huge iron and brass
kettles for boiUng. Everything else could be
made, but these must be bought, begged, or
borrowed.

A maple tree was felled and a log canoe hol-
lowed out of it, into which the sap was to be
gathered.

Little troughs of basswood and birchen

* Courtesy of the author, Charles A. Eastman (Obiyesa), and his
publishers, McClure, Phillips & Co. Copyright by McClure, Phillips
&Co.

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basins were also made, to receive the small drops
as they trickled down the tree.

As soon as these labors were done, we all
pro ceede d to the bark sugar house, which stood
in a fine grove of maples on the banks of the
Minnesota River.

We found this hut partially filled with the
snows of winter and the withered leaves of the
preceding autumn, and it must be cleared for our
use.

In the meantime a tent was pitched outside,
for a few days' use.

To THE Pupils:

1. Obiyesa is Sioux for "the one who wins," the
victor; annual means yearly; industry, labor;
utensils, things that are used; trough (tr6f), a
long, hollow vessel.

2. Write the plurals of the following: Plateful,
toe, plate, child, goddess, duty, occasion, search,
eagle, country.

3. Thus far you have used two kinds of sentences :
statements and questions; as, "May said some-
thing," and "What did May sayT^

As the first statement declares something, we
call it a declarative sentence. The second sentence,
because it asks a question, we call an interrogative
sentence.

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What mark is placed after the first? After the
second?

If you will look at the two given sentences, you
will see that each contains a single complete thought.
In other words, nothing has to be added to either
to make you understand it.

4. How many sentences are there in the para-
graph on page 154, beginning "The children had
been eatmg," and what kind are they? .

To THE Teacher:

Elaborate on this point, by presenting many
examples carefully chosen from the pupils* readers.
Select, first, sentences with no modifying elements;
then, others showing a gradual increase in the num-
ber of modifiers.

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THIRTIETH EVENING

The children were sitting around the table,
waiting for Grandpa to come in.

All were reading, — Ben a paper, and each
girl a book.

Suddenly Ben looked up with a chuckle,
and said, "Here, girls, is a very funny ^ory in
this paper. You'll like it. May. Listen," and
Ben read from the paper the following:

A Pertinent Question

There are great men who cannot spell, and small
people who follow in their footsteps. "Spell cat,"
said the teacher to the boy at the tail end of the
class. "K-a-t," replied the boy. "Silly," repUed
the teacher. "Can't you spell cat?"" "Well," in-
quired the little fellow, "what does k-a-t spell?"

"It spells cat, of course," said Grandpa, who
had just come in. "But not the right kind of
cat. Let us stick to the old-fashioned c-a-t,
cat. Let me see. Where were we in ^Indian
Boyhood'? Ah, here it is," and Grandpa read

on:

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The snow was still deep in the woods, with a
hard crust upon which we could easily walk,
for we usually walked to the sugar house before
the sap had actually started, the better to com-
plete our preparat ions

My grandmother worked like a beaver in
those days (or rather like a muskr at, as the
Indians say; for this industrious Uttle animal
collects as many as
six or eight bushels
of edible roots for
the winter, only
to be robbed of
his store by some
of our people).
If there was a
prospect of a good
sugaring season,
she made a second
and even a third
canoe to contain

the sap. These „^^,

canoes were after-
ward used by the hunters for their proper
purpose.

During our last sugar-making in Minnesota,
my grandmother was at work upon a canoe
with her ax, while a young aunt of mine stood by.
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We boys were gathered in the large, oval
sugar house, busy making arrows for the killing
of the rabbits and chipmunks, which we knew
would come in numbers to drink the sap.

The birds also were begiiming to retxmi, and
the cold storms of March would drive them to
our door.

I was too young
then to do much
more than look on;
but I entered fully
into the spirit of
the occasion, and
rejoiced to see the
bigger boys indus-
triously sharpen
their arrows, rest-
ing them against
the long sticks
which were burn-
ing in the fire, and occasionally cutting a chip
from the stick.

In their eagerness they paid little attention
to this, although they well knew that it was
strict^ forbidden to touch a knife to a burning
ember.

Suddenly, loud screams were heard from
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without, and we all rushed out to see what was
the matter.

It was a serious afiFair. My grandmother's
ax had sUpped and nearly cut ofiF three of the
fingers of my aunt.

As we ran out, the old lady, who had al-
ready noticed and reproved our carelessness with
the burning embers, pursued us with loud scold-
ings and threats of a whipping.

This will seem strange to my readers, but it
is easily explained by the Indian behef, which
holds that such an offence as we had committed
is always punished by the accidental cutting
of some member of the family.

To THE Pupils:

1. The suffixes ling and let mean little. At the
top of your paper write the words stem and suffix.
Then separate each of the following words into its
stem and suffix and place them in the proper col-
umns: eaglet, duckling, otvlet, plantlet, gosling,
troutlet, swanlet, kinglet.

2. Make a second arrangement of these words
alphabetically, syllabicating each word, and mark-
ing the accented syllable.

3. Make sentences by telling what the following

animals do: The goose . The

cat . The trout . The

rats . The horse ,

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4. Write at the top of your paper, left hand side,
the word Names; opposite, and to the right, the
word Do.

Then under the first word, write the names of ten
animals, and opposite each, in the second column,
what it does; as. Owls hoot.

5. Write the word which is the name of:
(a.) Water falling from a cloud.

(b.) One who swims.

(c.) One who runs.

(d.) A number of sheep.

(e.) A number of cows.

(f .) Frozen moisture from the clouds.

To THE Teacher:

No. 3 may be oral, and should be extended.

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THIRTYFIRST EVENING

"What is the name of the game your class
was playing in the Gymnasium this morning,
Ben?" asked Belle.

"It is a new game called 'Flank Tag/"
rephed Ben.

"Flank tag! flank tag! That sounds as if a
soldier might have planned it. How do you
play it?" asked Grandpa.

"Mr. Dickens picked out two fellows, one a
runner and the other a chaser."

"That's just plain, every-day tag so far,"
interrupted May.

"But that isn't all," was Ben's reply.
"The other forty-eight fellows were arranged in
six lines, forty-four inches ^.part."

"Six ranks of eight files each is what we
soldiers call your formation, Ben," said Grandpa.
"Make a drawing, so the girls can understand
you."

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So Ben drew:

North

South

East

"After we had formed, facing west, we joined
hands right and left. Through the aisles thus
made the runner ran, with it after hi"^^

"The runner has to go through the aisles,
while IT tries to tag him. When he is tagged,
two other boys are chosen by the teacher, and
the four change places.

"Now and then, our teacher would give the
order, * Right y face!' When this order was car-
ried out, we were facing north, instead of
west.

"Sometimes we marched, while it was tiy-

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ing to catch the runner. When Mr. Dickens
wished us to change direction, he gave us a dif-
ferent order : ' By the right {or left) flanky march ! '

''We had plenty of fun with it, Grandpa,"
concluded Ben.

"I should think you could get plenty of fun
out of it," said Grandpa. "You have to think
and act quickly. But suppose we go from Flank
Tag to sugar-making.?"

"Oh, yes. Grandpa," said the children, "do
go on with that."

And Grandpa went on with the story of
Obiyesa :

My grandmother did not confine herself to
canoe-making.

. She also collected a good store of fuel, for she
would not have much time to gather wood when
the sap began to flow.

Presently the weather grew warmer and the
snow began to melt. The month of April
brought showers, which carried most of the
snow into the Minnesota River.

Now the women began to test the trees,
moving leisurely among them, ax in hand, and
striking a single quick blow, to see if the sap

would appear

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Now one of the birchen basins was set under
each tree, and a hardwood chip driven deep into
the cut which the ax had made. From the cor-
ners of this chip — at first drop by drop, then
more freely — the sap trickled into the little
dishes.

It is usual to make sugar from maples, but
several other trees were also tapped by the
Indians. From the birch and ash was made a
dark-colored sugar, with a somewhat bitter
taste, which was used for medicine. The box
elder yielded a beautiful white sugar, whose only
fault was that there was never enough of it !

A long fire was now made in the sugar house,
and a row of brass kettles hung over the blaze.
The sap was collected by the women in tin or
birchen buckets and poured into the canoes,
from which the kettles were kept well filled.

The hearts of the boys beat high when they
heard the welcome hissing sound of the boiling
sap!

Each boy claimed one kettle for his especial
charge. It was his duty to see that the fire
was kept up under it, to watch lest it should
boil over, and finally when the sap became syrup ,
to test it upon the snow, dipping it out with a
wooden paddle.

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So often did he make these tests, that for
the first day he ate nearly all that could be
made; and it was not imtil the sweetness began
to pall, that my grandmother set herself in ear-
nest to store up sugar for future use.

She made it into cakes of diflFerent forms in
birchen molds, and sometimes in hollow canes
or reeds, and the bills of ducks and geese, —
some of it was powdered and packed away in
rawhide cases.

Being an economical woman, she did not
give it to us after the first month or so, except
upon special occasions; and it was thus made
to last the year around.

The smaller candies were kept as an occa-
sional treat for the Kttle fellows. The sugar was
eaten at feasts with wild rice or parched corn,
and also with pounded dried meat.

To THE Pupils:

1. Arrange the names of the following animals
in a column; opposite each, write the names of the
young of that animal ; and, finally, place a heading
over each column:

Sheep, hen, owl, swan, man, cow, horse, frog,
duck, eagle, goat, goose, dog, cat, trout.

2. Make a second arrangement of the same
words, alphabetically (Dictionary arrangement).

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3. Make declarative sentences by telling what
the following persons did:

(a.) Hercules the Nemean lion.

(b.) David Goliath.

(c.) Perseus Andromeda.

(d.) Pandora the box.

(e.) Abou Ben Adhem from a deep

dream of peace.

4. Change each of the sentences under 3 into the
interrogative form; as, from The sun shines would
be made, Does the sun shine ?

To THE Teacher:

Each of the exercises should be corrected from
blackboard work. Wherever possible, the sentences
in Exercise 3 should be taken from the Reader.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

169

THIRTY-SECOND EVENING

The children were sitting around the table,
waiting for Grandpa. Belle and May were
reading their library books; Ben had buried
his face in a paper.

Suddenly the girls heard Ben chuckling.
They looked up, and Belle asked, "What are
you laughing at, Ben?"

"At this," rephed Ben. "Just listen to
what this paper says:"

An actor tells a story of a dusky Hercules that
thrusts all former champion divers into the shade.

"A brawny negro was once employed as a
laborer on the docks at Memphis, Tenn., to help
unload a cargo from the steamer, Anna P. Silver.

"The negro was carrying anvils ashore, and so
great was his strength that he carried one under
each arm.

"In crossing the narrow gangplank with an anvil
under each arm, the negro slipped and fell into the
water.

"He came up puflBng and blowing. 'Throw
down a rope,' he yelled.

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"The men on board laughed at him.

"* Throw down a rope/ pleaded the negro,
treading water vigorously.

"Getting nothing but jeers, the negro cried ex-
citedly :

"'For the land's sake, man, throw down a rope,
or I'll drop one of these anvils.'"

"I hope he didn't drop it on his toes," said
May. Just then Grandpa came in.

"What are all of you laughing at.^" asked
Grandpa.

Ben read the story again.

"Ha! ha! ha!" laughed Grandpa. "He
was a Vulcan and a Hercules rolled into one,
wasn't he.?"

"Neptune, too. Grandpa," said Belle.
"He seemed to be so much at home in the
water."

Grandpa had taken a letter from his coat
pocket. He held it in the air. "See what I
have," he exclaimed, showing the foreign pos-
tage stamp.

"A letter from Grandma! A letter from
Grandma!" cried all three at once. "Oh, do
read it. Grandpa!" And Grandpa opened and
read this letter:

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THE HAGUE, HOLLAND,

March 22nd, 1913.
T DEAR Children:

What a quaint city I am
in, and what quaint children
I meet as I go about the streets !
And if May had some of the
Dutch dollies I see in the shop
windows here, how happy she would be!

And such clean streets ! Every thing is Uke wax.

Yesterday I left Amsterdam, where I had

been for some weeks. I enjoyed the pictures

in the Rijks' Museum very much, the Rem-

brandts and de Hoochs especially.

During my short train ride here, it seemed
as if I could see nothing but dikes, canals, and
windmills. While in Amsterdam, I stayed
with a real old Dutch woman. Here is her
picture with the room in which she usually sat.

One day she took me to see a skating race.
It was most exciting. Here is the story of it.*

The course is a half-mile one, to be skated
over twice, making a mile in all.

In a tent near the start are the musi-
cians, and waiting near it are the racers, forty
in all, boys and girls. They cannot stand still.
Their skates are a part of them; and every
runner seems bewitched.

Holland is the place for skaters, after all.

'FWim "Hans Brincker," courtesy of Charles Scribner's Schu.

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Look at Ben. (Not our Ben in America, but
another Ben in Holland.) Such jumping, such
spinning, such whirling, such india-rubber
games generally!

That boy with the red cap is the Kon now:
his body is a watch-spring, his body is cork —
no, it is iron, or it would snap at that. He is a
a bird, a top, a rabbit, a corkscrew, a fairy,
a ball, all in one instant. When you think he's
up, he's down, and when you think he's down,
he's up.

A French traveler, standing by with his note-
book in his hand, sees Ben buy a doughnut
and eat it. He at once writes in his note-
book that the Dutch take large mouthfuls,
and like potatoes boiled in molasses. Of course,
he doesn't know that Ben is English.

Twenty girls are formed in a line. The
music has ceased. A man, whom we shall call
the crier, stands between the columns and the
first judges' stand. He reads the rules in a
loud voice:

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The girls and boys are to race in turn,
until one girl and one boy have beaten twice.
They are to start in a line from the united
columns, skate to the flagstaff line, turn, and
then come back to the starting-point; thus
making a mile at each run."

A flag is waved from the judges' stand.
Madame Van Gleck rises in her pavilion. She

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leans forward with a white handkerchief in her
hand. When she drops it, a bugler is to give
the signal for them to start.

The handkerchief is fluttering to the ground.
Hark! They are off!

No. Back again. Their line was not true
in passing the judges' stand.

The signal is repeated.

Off again. No mistake this time. Whew!
how fast they go!

The multitude is now
quiet for an instant,
taken up with eager,
breathless watching.

Cheers spring up
along the line of on-
lookers. Huzza! Five
girls are ahead. Who
comes flying back from
the boundary mark ?
We cannot tell. Some-
thing red, that is all.
There is a blue spot flit-
ting near it, and a dash
of yellow nearer still.
Onlookers at this end of _

the Une strain their

eyes, and wish they had taken their post nearer
the flagstaff.

The wave of cheers is coming back again.
Now we can see. Katrinka is ahead!
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She passes the Van Holp pavilion. The
next is Madame Van Gleck's. That leaning
figure gazing from it is a magnet. Hilda
shoots past Katrinka, waving her hand to hei
mother as she passes.

Two others are close now, whizzing on like
arrows. What is that flash of red and gray?
Hurrah, it is Gretel! She, too, waves her
hand, but toward no gay pavilion. The crowd
is cheering r but she hears only her father's
voice: "Well done, little Gretel!" Soon Kat-
rinka, with a quick, merry laugh, shoots past
Hilda. The girl in yellow is winning now.
She passes them all, — all except Gretel. The
judges lean forward without seeming to lift
their eyes from their watches. Cheer after
cheer fills the air; the very columns seem rock-
ing. Gretel has passed them. She has won.

"Gretel Brinker, one mile!" shouts the
crier.

The judges nod. They write something
upon a tablet which each holds in his hand.

While the girls are resting, — some crowd-
ing eagerly around one frightened little Gretel,
some standing aside in high disdain, — the
boys form in a line.

Mynheer Van Gleck drops the handker-
chief, this time. The bugles give a vigorous
blast. Oflf start the boys !

Halfway already. Did ever you see the
Uke?

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Dutch Interior

Here Grandpa stopped and said, "I must
go to the orchestra rehearsal. More of Grand-
ma's letter to-morrow night," and he folded
tte letter up and put it into his pocket.

To THE Pupils:

1. Use the following interrogative sentences as
indicated by your teacher:

(a.) Where were the children sittii^?
(b.) What were Belle and May doing?
(e.) What was Ben doing?
(d.) What did the girls hear?
(e.) What did they ask?
(f.) What did Ben reply?

2. Write in your own words what Ben read
:m)m the paper about the man who fell overboard.

To THE Teacher:

Select pupils to ask the questions and others to
ive the answers. Each answer should be a decla-
ative sentence.

This may be made very interesting by having
ides, with a captain to each, the captains to do the
^:3[uestioning.

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THIRTY-THIRD EVENING

The children came rushing in, crying out,
"Make haste, Grandpa, make haste. We do
want to hear the rest of Grandma's letter/'

So Grandpa took the letter out of his
pocket, unfolded it, and read :

Three hundred legs come flashing by in an
instant. But there are only twenty boys!
No matter: there were hundreds of legs, I am
sure. Where are they now.^^ There is such a
noise, one gets bewildered.

What are the people laughing at? Oh! at
that fat boy in the rear.

See him go! See him! He'll be down in
an instant; no, he won't. I wonder if he knows
he is all alone: the other boys are nearly at the
boundary line. Yes, he knows it. He stops.
He wipes his hot face. He takes off his cap,
and looks about him.

Better to give up with a good grace. He
has made a hundred friends by that hearty,
astonished laugh. Good Jacob Foot !

The fine fellow is already among the
spectators, gazing as eagerly as the rest.

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A cloud of feathery ice flies from the heels
of the skaters as they "bring to," and turn at
the flags taffs.

Something black is coming now, one of the
boys: it is all we know. He has touched the
vox humana stop of the crowd; it fairly roars.
Now they come nearer; we can see the red cap.
There's Ben, there's Peter, there's Hans !

Hans is ahead. Young Madame Van Gend
almost crushes the flowers in her hand: she had
been quite sure that Peter would be first. Carl
Schummel is next, then Ben, and the youth
with the red cap. The others are pressing
close. A tall figure darts from among them.
He passes the red cap, he passes Ben, then Carl.
Now it is an even race between him and Hans.
Madame Van Gend catches her breath.

It is Peter! He is ahead! Hans shoots
past him. Hilda's eyes fill with tears: Peter
must beat. Annie's eyes flash proudly. Gretel
gazes with clasped hands: four strokes more will
take her brother to the columns.

He is there ! Yes, but so was young Schummel
just a second before. At the last instant,
Carl, gathering his powers, had whizzed be-
tween them, and passed the goal.

"Cakl Schummel, one mile!" shouts the
crier.

Soon Madame Van Gleck rises again. The
falling handkerchief starts the bugle; and the

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bugle, using its voice as a bowstring, shoots oflE
twenty girls like so many arrows.

It is a beautiful sight; but one has not long
to look: before we can fairly distinguish them,
they are far in the distance. This time they
are close upon one another.

It is hard to say, as they come speeding
back from the flagstaff, which will reach the
columns first. There are new faces among the
foremost, — eager, glowing faces, unnoticed
before. Katrinka is there, and Hilda; but
Gretel and Rychie are in the rear. Gretel is
wavering; but, when Rychie passes her, she
starts forward afresh. Now they are nearly
beside Katrinka. Hilda is still in advance:
she is almost "home.'* She has not faltered
since that bugle note sent her flying: like an
arrow, still she is speeding toward the goal.
Cheer after cheer rises in the air. Peter is
silent, but his eyes shine like stars. "Huzza!
Huzza!''

The crier's voice is heard again:

"Hilda Van Gleck, one mile!"

A loud murmur of approval runs through
the crowd, catching the music in its course,
till all seems one sound. When the flag waves,
all is still.

Once more the bugle blows a terrific blast.
It sends oflf the boys like chaflf before the wind,
— dark chaflf, I admit, and in big pieces. It
is whisked around at the flagstaflF, driven faster

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yet by the cheers and shouts along the Kne.
We begin to see what is coming. There are
three boys in advance this time, and all
abreast, — Hans, Peter, and Lambert.

Carl soon breaks the ranks, rushing through
with a whiflf. Fly Hans; fly Peter: don't
let Carl beat again !

Carl the bitter, Carl the insolent. Van
Mounen is flagging; but you are as strong as
ever. Hans and Peter, Peter and Hans:
which is foremost? We love them both. We
scarcely care which is the fleeter.

Hilda, Annie, and Gretel, seated before the
long crimson bench, can remain quiet no
longer. They spring to their feet, so different in
appearance and yet one in eagerness. Hilda
instantly reseats herself: none shall know how
interested she is; none shall know how anxious,
how filled with one hope. Shut your eyes,
then, Hilda, hide your face rippling with joy.
Peter has beaten.

"Peter Van Holp, one mile!" calls the
crier.

The same buzz of excitement as before,
while the judges take notes, the same throb-
bing of music through the din; but something
is different. A little crowd presses close about
some object near the column. Carl has
fallen. He is not hurt, though somewhat
stimned. If he were less sulky , he would find
more sympathy in these warm young hearts.

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As it is, they forget him as soon as he is lai^x^
on his feet again.

The girls are to skate their third mile.

How steady the Uttle maidens look as they
stand in line! Some are solemn with a sense
of duty; some wear a smile, half bashful, half
merry; but one air of determination is reflected
from them all.

This third mile may settle the race. Still,
if neither Gretel nor Hilda win, there is yet a
chance among the rest for the silver skates.

Each girl feels sure that, this time, she will
make the distance in one-half the time. How
they stamp to try their runners! How anx-
iously they examine each strap ! How straight
they stand at last, every eye upon Madame
Van Gleck.

The bugle thri lls them again. With quiv -
ering eagerness they spring forward, bending,
but in perfect balance. Each flashing stroke
seems longer than the last.

Now they are skimming off in the distance.

Again the eager straining of eyes ; again the
shouts and cheering; again the thrill of excite-
ment, as, after a few moments, four or five, in
advance of the rest, come speeding back,
nearer, nearer, to the white columns.

Who is first? Not Rychie, Katrinka,
Annie, nor Hilda, nor the girl in yellow, but
Gretel, — Gretel, the fleetest spri te of a girl
that ever skated. She was but playing in the

earlier race; now, she is in earnest, or, rather,
something within her has determined to
win. That graceful little form makes no ef-
fort; but it cannot stop, — not until the goal
is passed !

In vain the crier lifts his voice: he cannot
be heard. He has no news to tell: it is already
ringing through the crowd, — Gretel has won
the silver skates!

Like a bird, she has flown over the ice; like
a bird, she looks about her in a timid, startled
way. She longs to dart to the sheltered nook
where her father and mother stand. But Hans
is beside her: the girls are crowding round.
Hilda's kind, joyous voice breathes in her ear.
From that hour, none will scorn her. Goose-
girl or not, Gretel is Queen of the Skates.

But my letter is so long, I fear you will
never finish it.

Grandpa writes me that you are good
children; that Ben is trying not to forget, and
Belle is trying to think. This, you know, I am
glad to hear.

When next you hear from me, I shall be in
Germany.

Auf wiedersehen!

Your loving

Grandma.

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To THE Pupils:

1. Vox humana is Latin for human voice: it
is the name of a pipe in the organ; distinguish, to
make out; insolent, overbearing, insulting; sym-
pathy, fellow-feeling; Auf wiedersehen (vee der sen),
German: meaning Till we meet again.

2. Use the following, showing what is done to
things, in place of the dashes: is madey are huilU
was discovered^ has been read, was bereft.

(a.) The book by me.

(b.) Niobe of all her children.

(c.) Honey by bees.

(d.) Nests by birds.

(e.) America by Columbus.

To THE Teacher:

This exercise may be oral.

Read to your pupils Lowell's "Auf Wiedersehen."

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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THIRTY-FOURTH EVENING

Ben looked rather glum when he came in.
As he sat down near the girls, Grandpa said,
**What is the matter, Ben? Why do you look
so downcast?"

"It's that Skinny again, Grandpa. I was
kept in again to-day, through him."

*'How did that happen?" inquired Grandpa.

"He's showing a new streak lately. None
of the fellows want to play with him, he's so
mean. Now he is boasting that we are afraid
of him. I thought when Boasting Billy got
his work papers and left school, that we were
through with that sort of thing. But it seems
not. The worst of it is that, as I told you.
Skinny says we are afraid of him."

"Afraid of him!" exclaimed Belle. "Oh,
pshaw!"

"Yes, he says he can run faster, jump far-
ther, hit harder, and play ball better than any
other fellow in the school."

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"He's a kind of Munchausen , it seems to
me," said Grandpa.

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Munchausen? Who was he, Grandpa?"

*'0h, a man who liked to boast and to pull
the long bow. Here are one or two of his
stories:*'

An Adventure of Baron Munchausen

I set oflf from Rome on a journey to Russia
in the midst of winter, from an idea that frost
and snow must, of course, improve the roads,
which every traveler through the northern
parts of Europe had described as being very
bad.

I went on horseback as the best way of
traveling. I was but lightly clothed, and from
this I felt great discomfort as I advanced
northeast.

What must not a poor old man have suf-
fered in that severe cold, whom I saw on a
bleak meadow in Poland, lying on the ground,
helpless, shivering, and having hardly where-
withal to cover his nakedness!

I pitied the poor old soul. Though I felt
the severity of the weather myself, I threw my
mantle over him, and at once I heard a voice
from the heavens, blessing me for that act of

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charity, saying: "You
will be rewarded for
this in time, my son."

I went on. Night
and darkness overtook
me. No village was to
be seen. The country
was covered with snow,
and I did not know
the road.

Tired out, I alighted
and fastened my horse
to something like the
pointed stump of a tree
which appeared above
the snow. For the sake
of safety, I placed my
pistols under my arm
and lay down on the
snow, where I slept so
soundly that I did not
open my eyes till full
daylight.

It is not easy to un-
derstand my astonish-

... I BBHBIjD BDC>

HAKGiNQ ..." ment at finding myself

in the midst of a village, lying in a churchyard.
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Nor was my horse to be seen; but I heard
him soon after neigh somewhere above me.
On looking upward, I beheld him, hanging
by his bridle to the weather -cock of the
steeple.

Matters were now quite plain to me. The
village had been covered with snow the night
before. A sudden change in the weather
had taken place. While asleep, I had sunk
down to the churchyard at the same rate as
the snow had melted away, and what in the
dark I had taken to be the stump of a little
tree appearing above the snow, and to which
I had tied my horse, proved to be the weather-
cock of the steeple!

Without delay, I took one of my pistols,
shot the bridle in two, brought down the horse,
and proceeded on my journey.

This horse, you will remember, was the one
given me by the Count, and which I had ridden
around on his tea-table one evening, to the
great pleasure of the ladies who were present.
Though I made him trot and gallop across the
table on that occasion, he broke neither cup
nor saucer! You may imagine how glad I was
to get him down from the top of the steeple !

This same horse I rode at the head of my

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regiment when attacking the enemy. I had
my flankers out on the right and left, and we
soon put the enemy to flight, and pursued them
into a walled town. They let drop the gate,
as my horse was going through, and cut him
in two!

I thought he was lost. But, no! Our
surgeon brought the parts together while warm
and sewed them up with sprigs of laurel that
were at hand. The wound healed; the laurel
grew and formed a bower, so that ever after I
could ride in the shade of my horse's laurels.

The Tale of the Wolf in Harness

The horse carried me well. Advancing into
Russia, I found traveling on horseback rather
unfashionable in winter. Therefore I followed,
as I always do, the custom of the country, took a
single-horse sledge, and drove briskly toward
St. Petersburg.

I do not recollect exactly where it was, but
I remember that in the midst of a dreary forest,
I spied a terrible woK making after me, with
all the si>eed of winter hunger.

He soon overtook me. There was no chance
of escape. I laid myself down flat in the
sledge, and let my horse run for our safety.

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What I wished, but hardly hoped or ex-
pected, happened at once. The wolf did not
mind me in the least, but took a leap over me
and, falling furiously on the ^orse, began in-
stantly to tear and devour the poor animal,
who ran the faster for his pain and tenor.

Thus unnoticed and safe myself, I lifted up
my head, and with horror saw that the wolf
had eaten his way into the horse's body. It
was not long before he had fairly forced himself
into it. Then I fell upon him with the butt-
end of my whip.

This sudden attack frightened him so much,

that he leaped forward with all his might, and

the horse's carcass dropped on the ground.

The wolf, however, was in the harness, and, I

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TBE WOLF WAS IN THE HARNESS

on my part whipping him contin ually , we both
arrived in full career safe at St. Petersburg,
contrary to our own hopes, and very much to
the astonishment of the spectators.

To THE Pupils:

In the sentence, The horse carried me well, what
words denote what is told about? What is said of
the horse? Every sentence is divided in a similar
way into two parts: The subject, or that which
names what is told about; and the predicate, or that
which tells what we say about the subject.

Place the word Subject at the upper left hand
corner of your paper, and three inches to the right
the word Predicate. Arrange the subjects and the
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predicates of the following sentences under their
proper headings, each predicate opposite its subject:

Dogs bark.

The horse carried me well.

The river runs to the sea.

The earth is round.

The wind is blowing hard.

The sun shines brightly.

To THE Teacher:

The work should be inspected as you pass around
the room. Use the blackboard if necessary.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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THIRTY-FIFTH EVENING

"Do you know, children, we haven't had
any singing for some time Come to the piano,
and let us have a song," was Grandpa's salute
to the children as they came in.

"Oh, Grandpa, I am so tired," said May.
"I worked very hard in school to-day, and
when we came home Belle helped me make a
new dress for a birthday present for my Spanish
doll/'

"If you are so tired as that, lassie, let us
sing a restful song." And Grandpa played, and
they all sang

THE SANDMAN.

Moderato

Arr. by Anna T. Kerr

1. Sand-man at the door is tap -ping, Does he bring a

2. Day-times come the same old les - sons, Games that chil-dren

dream for me? Is it fold-ed in a rose-leaf, Or a shell from
al - ways play; Sandman. you Ve no end of wonders, Journeys, too, all

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dream-y sea? Sand -man, Sand -man, Soft-ly you are
far a -way. Sand -man, Sand -man, Dust of dreams you're

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creep-ing, Sand -man, Sand -man, Soon I shaU be sleep-4ng.
throw-ing. Sand -man, Sand -man, far a-way I'm go - ing.

After finishing the song, they sat around the
table, and Grandpa asked, "How did you get
along to-day, Ben?"

Oh, Grandpa, I am glad you told me that
story last night. When Skinny began boasting
in the play ground to-day, I just said, 'O you
Munchausen!'"

"What did the other fellows do?" asked
Belle.

They asked me why I called him Munchau-
sen, and I repeated the stories Grandpa told
us last evening."

What happened then?" asked Grandpa.

Oh, all the fellows began to call him Mun-
chausen, and I think he will stop boasting and
drawing the long bow," replied Ben.

Here they were interrupted by a long
"c-a-u-g-h" from May. She was fast asleep
and snoring.

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Belle woke her up and took her oflF to bed.
So there was no story telling that evening.

To THE Pupils:

1. Give a subject for each of the following predi-
cates when called upon:

— -^ creeps . wriggle .

ceased . fly .

swim . burns .

twinkle brightly. trots quickly.

2. Copy the twentieth group of words in the
Vocabulary, marking the accented syllable.

To THE Teacher:

Have No. 2 corrected as in a previous similar
exercise, p. 151.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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THIRTY-SIXTH EVENING

"Oh, Grandpa, it has been such a mixed-
up day,'' said Belle. "The sun was shining
brightly when we started for school this morn-
ing, but before we got halfway there, it was
raining hard. Then it cleared up for a little
while, but it has been showery ever since."

"Didn't you carry an umbrella ?" asked
Grandpa.

"No, Grandpa," said Belle.

"It is well to remember that April is a
showery month," said Grandpa, "and that
showers and umbrellas should go together.
These gentle rains mean that spring is here
and that nature is wakening from her win-
ter sleep. Listen to what a poet says of the

ram:

April

All night the small feet of the rain

Within the garden ran,
And gentle fingers tapped the pane

Until the dawn began.

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The rill-like voices called and sang

The slanting roof beside;
''The children of the clouds have come;

Awake! awake!" they cried.

''Weep no more the drooping rose
Nor mourn the thirsting tree;
The little children of the storm
Have gained their liberty ."

All night the small feet of the rain

About my garden ran.
Their rill-like voices called and cried
Until the dawn began.

— Dora S. Shorter.
— Courtesy of Westminster Gazette. (England.)

"I like the second stanza best, don't you,
Grandpa?" asked Belle.

They are all musical, I think/' said
Grandpa. "And now, children, I must tell you
that I am going away for a little while/'

"Going away! Where .^" said all three at
once.

"The orchestra is going to give a few
Beethoven concerts in cities nearby and, as
Mr. Dickens has a vacation next week, we all
thought that would be the best time to go.''

"Take us with you, Grandpa," said Belle.

"I should like to, but I can't," replied

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Grandpa. "We shall be playing at night and
traveling by day."

"There wouldn't be much fun for me in
that," said Ben.

Grandpa looked at his watch and said,
"Ben, call up Wilson's garage , and tell him to
send me a taxicab to-morrow morning, in
time for me to catch the first train for Plain-
town."

Ben went to the telephone and took down
the receiver:

Ben: "Hello, Central."

Central :

Ben: "Give me 1234 Main."
Main:

^^^^^^

Ben: "Is this Wilson's garage?"

Main :

Ben: "This is Ben. Grandpa wants a taxi-
cab here to-morrow morning in time to get
the first train to Plaintown."

Main :

Ben: "Hold the wire, please.

^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^

" Grandpa, he says that the first train is a
slow one, and that there is an express train leav-
ing an hour later, getting to Plaintown forty
minutes ahead of the first."

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"All right, Ben. Tell him that the express
will do, and ask him to call for Mr. Dickens
before he calls for me/' said Grandpa.

^P ?P ^ »f ^p ^f 9|E

Ben: "Hello! Grandpa says you are to
call for him in time to catch the express. Please
call for Mr. Dickens before you call here."

Main : .

Ben: "Very well. Good-bye.''

^ * * * * :ti ^

"Grandpa," said Ben, as he hung up the
receiver, "Wilson says that the express leaves
at 10 : 40, and that he will be here for you at 10 : 20
to-morrow morning."

Thank you very much, Ben. Now, to-
morrow morning I want you to send a telegram
to the Hotel Astor, Plaintown, asking them
to reserve a room with bath for Mr. Dickens
to-morrow afternoon, as well as one for me."

"Very well. Grandpa," was Ben's reply.

You had better write the telegram this
evening," said Grandpa. "Then it will be
ready to send early to-morrow morning; and as
Mr. Dickens knows the owner of the hotel, he
asked me to sign his name to the telegram.
Please do so for me."

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((

So Ben wrote this telegram:

Hotel AstoTj Plaintown:

Please reserve two outside rooms with baths for
to-morrow afternoon.

Charles Dickens

To THE Pupils:

Write out a telephone conversation that is
supposed to have taken place between yourself and
your chum, each of you to speak five times. Fill
the blanks on p. 200.

To THE Teacher:
Collect, correct, and return.
Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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CHAPTER I

Grandpa had been gone a longer time than
was expected. The concerts were so successful
that the tour had been extended. Mr. Dickens
came back to school, as the spring vacation was
over, and another man had taken his place in the
orchestra.

The children missed Grandpa very much.
There was no one to tell them stories.

One evening, as they sat around the table,
wondering how long it would be before Grandpa
got back, in came their father with a letter
in his hand.

"Well, children," said he, "I have just re-
ceived a letter from Grandpa. He says that
he will be home in a few days and that he has
plenty of new stories for you."

" Fine! Fine! " cried all the children. " He
can't come too soon."

"Here is a special note for May, which
Grandpa enclosed in mine," said their father,
handing a small envelope to May.

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" Oh, May, do read it out loud," said Belle.
May opened it at once, and read as follows:

Hotel Astor, Plaintown,

April 22, 1913.
My dear Hebe:

Last night, after the concert, your poor old
Grandpa's knee pained him so much that he
could not sleep a wink. He had a fall yesterday
afternoon, and* twisted his right knee a little.
There is nothing to worry about, though.

So most of the night he sat up in an armchair,
reading about a little girl who was even more
fond of dolls than you. Her name was Isa
Bowman — Isa being short for Isabel. I'm sure
you have heard of her uncle, Lewis Carroll, who
used to write her the funniest letters!

One of thes§ letters reminded me so much of
you and of your large family of dolls that I've
copied it for you.

Here it is:

My dear Birdie:^

I met her just outside Tom Gate,
walking very stiffly, and I think she was
trying to find her way to my rooms. So
I said, *'Why have you come here with-
out Birdie? " So she said, '' Birdie's gone !
And Emily's gone ! And Mabel isn't kind
to me!" And two little waxy tears came
running down her cheeks.

*From " The Story of Lewis Carroll/* by Isa Bowman.

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Why, how stupid of me! IVe never
told you who it was all the time ! It was
your new doll ! I was very glad to see her,
and I took her to my room, and gave
her some vesta matches to eat, and a cup
of nice melted wax to drink, for the poor
thing was very hungry and thirsty after
her long walk.

So I said : " Come and sit down by the
fire, and let's have a comfortable chat."

"Oh, no! nol'^ she said. "Fd much
rather not. You know I do melt so very
easily!''

And she made me take her quite to
the other side of the room, where it was
very cold: and then she sat on my knee,
and fanned herself with a penwiper, be-
cause she said she was afraid the end of
her nose was beginning to melt.

"You've no idea how careful we have
to be, we dolls," she said. "Why, there
was a sister of mine — would you beheve
it? — she went up to the fire to warm her
hands, and one of her hands dropped right
off! There now!"

"Of course it dropped right off," I said,
"because it was the right hand."

"And how do you know it was the
right hand, Mr. Carroll.'^" the doll said.

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So I said, "I think it must have been
the right hand, because the other hand
was left."

The doll said, "I sha'n't laugh. It's a
very bad joke. Why, even a common
wooden doll could make a better joke
than that. And besides, they've made
my mouth so stiff and hard, that I can't
laugh if I try ever so much!"

"Don't be cross about it," I said, "but
tell me this : I'm going to give Birdie and
the other children one photograph each,
whichever they choose; which do you
think Birdie will choose?"

"I don't know," said the doll; "you'd
better ask her ! "

So I took her home in a hansom cab.

Your affectionate friend,

Lewis Carroll.

I hope to be home in a few days, and I shall
have some new stories for you.

Your loving

Grandpa.

After the letter had been put away, May
said, "Oh, won't it be pleasant to have Grandpa
with us again!"

"Yes," said her father. "And while we are
waiting to see him, shouldn't you like to go into

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the woods to-morrow afternoon to search for
wild flowers?"

"Splendid!" said Belle, clapping her hands.

"Fine!" cried May, and, "Bui — no, I mean
splendid, too!" said Ben.

To THE Pupils:

1. Supply predicates for the following subjects:

Grandma . May .

The moon . Roses .

Bees . Horses

2. Write out the telegram you think Grandpa
sent the children, telling them of his safe arrival.
Use not more than ten words.

To THE Teacher:

No. 1 is an oral exercise that may profitably be
extended by having some pupils write subjects on
the blackboard, and having other pupils supply the
predicates.

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CHAPTER II

The next day was Saturday. Early in the
afternoon — in fact while they were just finishing
luncheon — Father said to the children: "Aren't
we going for our walk to-day?"

"Of course/' replied the children.

"Well, then, let us make haste. Put on
your rubbers and let us get into the woods as
quickly as possible/' Soon everybody was
ready, and oflF they started, the children chatter-
ing like magpies.

Said Belle, "I know where to go. Alice
brought some wild flowers to our teacher yes-
terday, and she told me where she got them."

"All right," said her father. "You be the
guide. Only get us there as soon as possible.
I am longing for a smell of spring!"

After a walk through the pasture where,
at every step, they wished for rubber boots
instead of overshoes, they came to an old stone
wall.

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Perhaps you have seen an old tumble-down
stone wall that looks sociable and inviting?
Where the stones are covered with soft green
mosses and dainty brown lichens; and where
on the sheltered side, even in winter, you may,
if you search carefully, find a few blades of
bright green grass or a hardy clover?

Well, this was such a wall; such a wall as
our blind poet, Helen Keller, sings of:

I am kneeling on the odor ous earth;

The sweet, shy feet of Spring come tripping o'er

the land;
Winter is fled to the hills, leaving snowy wreaths
On apple tree, meadow, and marsh.
The walls are astir; little waves of blue
Run through my fingers, murmuring,
"We follow the winds and the snow!"
Their heart is a cup of gold.
Soft whispers of showers and flowers
Are mingled in the spring song of the walls.

— From " The Song of the Stone Wall;' by Helen
Keller. Courtesy of The Century Co.y {Cojyyrighty
1909) and the author.

Mother Nature knows how kind such an
old wall is to her frail little charges. Sure
enough, as the walkers came near the wall,
they saw a wee speck of blue peeping out at
them.

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May's bright eyes were the first to spy it;
and in an instant she was down on her knees,
scraping away the dead leaves, as she exclaimed :
"Oh, Papa! I have found something/'

She found a Uttle ice and snow, too, even
though it was a bright spring day. But the
other children helped, and they soon scraped
away these wintry reminders, also.

Then they found, safe in the lee of the wall,
a dainty hepatica, the earUest of the spring
flowers where the children Hved.

Scraping away some dead chestnut, oak,
and maple leaves, they found some fuzzy little
buds, wrapped up in their gray caps to keep
them warm. How cosy they looked, snuggled
down among the protecting brown leaves of the
bygone summer!

For you see. Mother Nature is a wise old
lady, and she knows very well that Jack Frost
would be delighted at the opportunity of
nipping the soft, fuzzy buds and the beautiful
blue and pink flowers. Perhaps she keeps the
leaves of last year to protect the Uttle new-
comers.

"Do not pick them all, children," said their
father. "If we come home this way, we must

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stop and look at the plant again. I want you
to see it when it is ready to answer the Sand-
man's call."

"Do plants get sleepy, too?" asked May.

"Yes, indeed!" repUed their father. "Have
you never seen a poppy in the garden close
its petals and go to sleep at sundown? The
hepatica is such a sleepy-head that when
bedtime comes, the stems go to sleep as well
as the flowers. And they
remind me of sleepy Uttle
gray, kittens nodding and
napping in the summer
sun. But we must go on,
if we are to have our
walk to-day."

So over the wall they
climbed, and Belle ran anemone

on ahead. In a minute she called out that
she had found another flower.

"It is such a beautiful white flower! But
how frail it looks, just as if the wind would
blow it away!"

"This, Belle, is the anemone (a nSm ne), or

wind-flower, as some people call it," said their

father. "It is said that the old Greeks named

it the wind-flower because it blossomed

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when the winds were blowing hard in the
spring.

"They had another story about it, too.
Adonis was a beautiful youth, who delighted in
hunting savage beasts.

"Venus, who loved him, begged him not to
do so, but to give his attention to such animals
only as ran away from the hunter.

"Adonis made Ught of her warnings. But
one day, when he was following a wild boar, and
had wounded it with his spear, the savage
animal turned on him. It gored him in the
side with its sharp tusk, so that he died.

"When the goddess saw him bathed in his
own blood, she mourned bitterly over him, and
said that, as Proserpine had changed a nymph
into the mint plant, giving it fragrance in place
of the beauty of the nymph, so Adonis should
be turned into a flower.

"Then she sprinkled nectar over him. Be-
fore an hour had passed, a beautiful flower
had sprung from his blood. Like Adonis, it is
short-hved."

•

"Here is another dainty one,'' exclaimed
Ben, "or is this a diflFerent flower? It looks
very Uke the anemone, only there are several
blossoms on a stem.''

**It is an anemone, too — the me anemcMie —
and, as you say, it is veij' like the other, only
that its flowers grow in clusters. The anemones
are cousins of the hepatica, for they belong
to the same family."

By this time. May had gone some distance
ahead through a beautiful grove of birches.

Their catkins were dancing in the breeze, and
she could see the tender green leaves getting
ready to wake from their long winter sleep.

In a pretty sheltered nook, where a Uttle
brook rippled over the stones. May found her
first violets. Thev were as blue as her eyes,
and as sweet as the breath of spring.

The children were so busy picking ^^olets
for several minutes that they failed to no-
tice something else growing on the edge of the
brook.

But Ben soon grew tired, and wandered on.
Suddenly he shouted, "Oh! see what I've found!
What is this queer looking plant? It has a
Uttle striped hood, and something inside the
hood that looks like a spike."

"That is the little preacher of the woods:
Jack-in-the-pulpit. And over there you will see
one of its cousins, the skunk cabbage. It is

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not so pretty as the little preacher in the green

and brown hood, but it is one of the very earliest
of the spring plants.

"Do you know that the
beautiful, stately calla lily be-
longs to the same family as
these two modest plants that
grow in out-of-the-way wood-
land places?

"There are many other
plants in this family, but to
me the quaint Uttle Jack-in-

j*cK-iN-THE-PDLPiT the-pulpit is the most inter-
esting.
"Have you ever heard the little poem, by

Clara Smith, about it?

Jack-in-the-pulpit

Preaches to-day.
Under the green trees

Just over the way.
Squirrel and song-sparrow,

High on their perch.
Hear the sweet lily-bells

Ringing to church,

"But, children, the sun is going down, and
if we are to see the hepatica going to sleep, we
must turn toward home."
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"Oh, just a little farther," pleaded May.
"Perhaps we shall find some more pretty
flowers over there on those rocks."

"Well, if you hasten, you may look," said
the father.

Sure enough, when May had climbed to the
top, she found another of the early spring
flowers.

You will laugh when you hear the name
her father gave it — Dutchman's breeches —
but if you look at
the picture, you
wiU see what a
good nickname
that is.

Their father
went on: "All
flowers have a
Latin name.
These plants have
two or three
names, one Latin,
the others Eng-
lish. The Latin
name of Dutchman's breeches — dicentra cucul-
laria — is hard and long; but its other Enghsh
name — white hearts — is short and pretty. In
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some places it is also called soldier's cap, al-
though I do not think it looks much like a cap,
do you?"

Without waiting for an answer, he asked,
"Which name do you like the best?''

The children looked closely at the flowers
and talked about their names. While they
were discussing the question, their father looked
at his watch.

"We must go home now," said he, *'or we
may meet the fate that befell the Babes in the
Wood. See how dark it is getting ! I am afraid
we shall not be able to find our sleepy hepaticas
when we get to the stone wall."

As they were walking home, Ben said,
"Wouldn't it be fun. Father, if we lived on a
farm?"

"Well, Ben," was the reply, "your mother
and I have been talking about taking the
family to Mr. Smith's farm in a short time,
to stay there for the summer. As soon as
Grandpa comes home, we shall fix the time."

The children were delighted with the news;
and it did not take them long to decide that
at the farm May was to take care of the chickens,
Belle, the calves and the lambs, and Ben, the
horse and the dog.

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And when they got home, Grandpa was there.
How deUghted every one was !

Everybody began talking at once, so that
nobody could be understood. Fortunately, the
supper bell rang, and everybody understood
that.

When they went into the dining room, they
found that Belle, who had stolen away a few
minutes before, had decorated the table with
wild flowers.

How pleased Grandpa was! Pointing to
the violets, he said: "Those are Grandma's
favorite flowers. I will teach you a new song
about them after supper.''

So when they went to the sitting room,
they sang

THE VIOLET.

Jane Taylor
Moderato

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a i'ii * * «-

Arr. by Anna T. Kerr

1. Down in a green and shad-y bed, A mod-est vi - o - let
• 2. Yet thus it was con - tent to bloom, In mod - est tints ar

grew, Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from
rayed, and there dif -fused a sweet per-f ume, With-in the si - lent

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view. And yet it was a love - ly flower, Its col - or bright and
shade. Then let me to the val - ley go, This pret- ty flow-er to

fair; It might have graced a ro- sy bower In-stead of hid-mg there,
see, That I may al - so learn to grow In sweet hu-mil-i - ty.

After the song, Grandpa said, "Well, I must
look over my mail. I see many letters waiting
for me on the table."

"Yes," said Ben, "more letters than usual
came while you were away. But father told me
not to forward them, as none of them seemed
to be important."

They gathered around the table. Grandpa
opened his letters, and Ben and Belle read.
May sat still, with her unopened book in her
lap and a dreamy look in her eyes.

Suddenly, she sighed and said, "I wish I
were a fish."

"Why.'^" exclaimed Grandpa.

"Because papa said the ocean is full of
currents, and I hke currants better than any
kind of fruit except bananas, apples, oranges,
and sweet potatoes." May seemed surprised
at the laughter which followed her remark.

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To THE Pupils:

Pronounce: Anemone (& nem' o ng), Adonis
(a do ms).

Each subject given in the exercise on p. 207 is
a name. The name of any place, person, or thing,
is called a Noun.

Each predicate given on p. 196 indicates action.
Such words are called Verbs.

Write the word Noun at the top of your paper,
to the left, and, to the right, the word Verb. . Place
under its proper heading, each of the following:

Storyy walk, run, Aprily Juno, hat, climb, trot,
cherry, dog, Hercules, saw, brought, gone, Sam, lamb,
sold, give, driven, wagon.

To THE Teacher:

Correct by means of the blackboard.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345. .

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THIRTY-SEVENTH EVENING

"I am so glad to be at home/' said Grandpa
to the children, "especially as it is Sunday."

"Did you have a pleasant trip?" asked
Belle.

"Hardly so pleasant as it was interesting.
We had to travel too fast."

"Was your room in the Astor all right.^"
asked Ben.

"The one you telegraphed for? Most com-
fortable."

"Wasn't that fine!" said May.

"And another very good thing about it
was that it was off in one corner, so that
we people of the wood-wind instruments
could practise a little there without annoying
any one."

" Wood-wind instruments ! What are they ? "
exclaimed Ben.

"The flute, the oboe, the clarinet, and the
bassoon," was the reply.

"Oh, I know that word," said Belle. "I
learned it in the *Rime of the Ancient Mariner':

*The wedding-guest here beat his breast.
For he heard the loud bassoon/"

"Yes," replied Grandpa, "Coleridge men-
tions a wood-wind instrument in his poem.
But what story shall I tell you to-night?"

"Oh," said Ben, "as it is Sunday, please
tell us some more about David. He was a
great fighter."

"Very well," said Grandpa; and he went on
to tell more about David :

David, the son of Jesse, was the hero of the
hour after his victory over Goliath, and none
thought more highly of him than did Jonathan,
the son of Saul.

He loved David for his courage: "The
soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of
David, and Jonathan loved him as his own
soul."

He took oflF his princely robe, his girdle,
even his sword and bow, and gave them all to
David. These were honors as well as gifts.

Saul also showered honors upon David, and
made him give up the hfe of a shepherd and
hve in the palace.

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He also made him one of the chief captains,
and he was often sent out to fight the enemies
of the king.

David, even when old, was a skilful harper.
Whenever the king was gloomy, he would send
for David and his harp. And as the sweet music
touched his soul, all his cares fled, and a feeling
of calm content stole over him, such as Long-
fellow describes in that beautiful stanza:

*'And the night shall be filled with music.
And the cares that infest the day
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away."

But all this was to be changed. As David
gained more and more fame as a warrior, Saul
became less and less pleased with him. Finally
he became jealous.

How diflFerent was SauFs character from that
of his son, Jonathan!

It annoyed the King to hear the people
always sounding the praises of David, and he
lost his affection for the warrior. One day
when David was playing before Saul, the King
threw his spear at the harper, just missing him!

David, however, continued to be a favorite
with the people, in spite of the dislike of the King.

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PBer Paiit Bubtat, I

The Philistines became troublesome again,
and Saul promised David that if he would go
out against the enemy, he should have the
hand of the King's eldest daughter, Merab , in
marriage.

David did not seek this honor. "Who am
I?" he said modestly; "who are my kinsfolk,
and what is my father's family in Israel, that
I should be son-in-law to a king?"

Nevertheless, he went forth to battle again,
and came back victori ous , to find Merab mar-
ried. The King's promise had been broken.

Saul had another daughter, Michal, who
loved this daring champion of Israel.

Saul promised her to David if he would
again attack the Philistines.

David went forth to battle, and again
returned victorious and unharmed. He claimed
his bride, and he and Michal were married.

Still the King would not give up his deter-
mination to sweep David from his path, even
though he was now David's father-in-law.

Jonathan was thus placed in a very trying
position. He loved David "as his own soul";
yet his father had sent him word to slay David.
He must protect his friend, yet he did not wish
to displease his father.

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He went to the King and asked him not
to slay David. And Saul said, "As the Lord
liveth, he shall not be put to death/'

So delighted was Jonathan, that he brought
David to his father, and they became friends
again.

But not for long. Another victory over the
Philistines made SauFs hatred of David as
fierce as ever. Yes, he would slay David after
all.

But David's hfe was saved by the devotion
of his wife, and through her he escaped.

Jonathan made another effort to stay the
King's evil hand, but it was useless. Saul, in
his anger, threw a spear at his son.

Jonathan told David this when he returned
to him. The two friends wept together.

"Go in peace,'' said Jonathan. "We have
both sworn that God shall be between us and
between our children forever. Farewell, David. "
And thus they parted.

David fled into the wilderness of Judah ,
and here he sang the Psalm^ beginning, "O
God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee;
my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for

» The 63d Psalm.

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thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water

is/'

Soon he had a band of followers about him,
to the number of four hundred

Then Saul took three thousand chosen men
and went to seek David and his men.

And he came to the sheep-cotes by the way,
where there was a cave; and Saul went into
the cave,

David and his men were in the cave at the
time. David arose and secretly cut off the
hem of Saul's robe. Then Saul came out of the
. cave and went on his way.

"Now,'' said Grandpa, "I will read you
some of the story from the Bible itself." So
Grandpa took his Bible, opened it, and read:

David also arose afterward, and went out of
the cave, and cried after Saul, saying, My
lord the king. And when Saul looked behind
him, David stooped with his face to the earth,
and bowed himself.

And David said to Saul, Wherefore hearest
thou men's words, saying. Behold, David seeketh
thy hurt?

Behold, this day thine eyes have seen how
that the Lord had delivered thee to-day into

mine hand in the cave: and some bade me kill
thee; but mine eyes spared thee; and I said,
I will not put^forth mine hand against my lord:
for he is the Lord's anointed.

Moreover, my father, see, yea, see the
skirt of thy robe in my hand: for in that I cut
off the skirt of thy robe, and killed thee not,
know thou and see that there is neither evil
nor transgression in mine hand, and I have not
sinned against thee; yet thou huntest my soul
to take it.

The Lord judge between thee and me, and
the Lord avenge me of thee: but mine hand
shall not be upon thee.

And it came to pass, when David had made
an end of speaking these words unto Saul, that
Saul said. Is this thy voice, my son David?
And Saul hfted up his voice and wept.

And he said to David, Thou art more
right eous than I: for thou hast re ward ed me
good, whereas I have rewarded thee eviL
* * * * And now, behold, I know well
that thou shalt surely be King, and that the
Kingdom of Israel shall be estabhshed in thine
hand.

Here Grandpa looked at his watch and said,
''There is too much for me to finish this evening.
The rest you will hear to-morrow night/'

To THE Pupils:

Note the following:

The horse trotted.

The black horse trotted quickly.

The new black horse trotted quickly to his stall.

In each sentence the subject contains the same
noun, horse; and the predicate has the same verb,
trotted.

Words have been added, however, thus en-
larging the sentence. The meaning also has been
changed, so we call the words that have been added
to the noun and the verb, modifiers or changers.

Add modifiers to the following nouns and verbs,
and thus make the sentences longer. Make the
same arrangement as at the head of this lesson:

Birds sing.

The boy studies.

Leaves fall.

To THE Teacher:

Take up other skeleton sentences at the black-
board.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345,

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THIRTY-EIGHTH EVENING

As soon as the children came in, Grandpa
went on with the story of David and Jonathan.
He began by reading two verses from the Bible :

Swear now therefore unto me by the Lord
that thou wilt not cut off my seed after me, and
that thou wilt not destroy my name out of my
father's house.

And David sware unto Saul. And Saul
went home; but David and his men gat them
up unto the hold.

Grandpa closed the Bible, and went on
telling the story:

David and his followers hved a wild, strange
hfe. They were nomads or wanderers. For
occupation, they protected the flocks of their
neighbors, and for this they were paid in cattle,
corn, and wine. They would also conduct travelers
through the dangerous passes in the mountains,
and tor this, too, they were paid.

Not all of those protected, however, were
grateful. Nabal was one of the ungrateful ones.

Nabal was a very rich man. He had three
thousand sheep and one thousand goats grazing
in the pastures, and David protected these flocks.

When sheep-shearing time came, David said
to his young men: "Go to Nabal, greet him in
my name, and say to him: *Peace be to thee
and to thine house, and unto all that thou
hast.' "

They went to Nabal as they were told.
But he would give them neither bread, nor
water, nor flesh. So they returned and told
David. Then David and his men determined
to take what Nabal would not give.

Leaving two hundred behind to take care
of the baggage, the rest girded on their swords
and departed.

Nabal's wife, Abigail, heard of their approach.
She was beautiful, good, and kind. She knew
what a good friend David had been to her
husband.

She soon made up her mind what to do.
Hastily preparing a generous present of bread,
wine, dressed meat, parched corn, raisins, and
figs, she loaded it on donkeys, and started off
with it.

Soon she met David and his men. "Blame
me not for your harsh treatment," she said,

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"but listen to me. Do not heed NabaFs
message, for NabaP is his name, and folly is his
nature,

"Now, my lord, let me keep you from blood-
shed. Behold this present. It is for you and
your followers. Forgive my trespass, and may
God make your house sure and fight your bat-
tles, and may no evil come upon you. When
better days come you shall have no cause to
repent having shed innocent blood. Do not
then forget your faithful handmaiden, Abigail."

The thoughtful speech and the generous
present caused David's anger to die away, and
he said: "May God bless you for saving me
from the guilt of bloodshed, and blessed be God
that sent you.''

Nabal died soon afterward. Some time later,
David sent messengers to Abigail, asking her
hand in marriage, to which she consented.

Grandpa took his Bible again, and read:

Now the Philistines fought against Israel,
and the men of Israel fled from before the
Philistines, and fell down slain in Mount Gilboa.

And the Philistines followed hard upon Saul
and upon his sons; and the Philistines slew
Jonathan and two other of Saul's sons.

^Hebrew, Nabai, fool.

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And the battle went sore against Saul, and
the archers hit him; and he was sore wounded
of the archers.

Then said Saul to his armor-bearer, Draw thy
sword and thrust me through therewith. • • .

But the armor-bearer would not; for he was
sore afraid. Therefore Saul took a sword and
fell upon it.

And when his armor-bearer saw that Saul
was dead, he fell likewise upon his sword, and
died with him.

So Saul died, and his three sons, and his
armor-bearer, and all his men that same day
together.

"And then,'' continued Grandpa, "was
given to the world perhaps the greatest threnody
ever written:''

David 's Lamentation Over Saul and Jonathan

Thy glory, O Israel, lies slain upon the high places,
How are the mighty fallen!

Tell it not in Gath,
Publish it not in the streets of Askelon,
Lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice,
Lest the daughters of the idolatrous triumph.
Ye mountains of Gilboa, let no dew nor rain fall
upon you.

Ye fields and hills of death —

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For there the shield of the mighty all stained was

east away, —
The shield of Saul as of one not anointed.

Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in

their lives,
And in their death they were not divided.

They were swifter than eagles.
They were stronger than lions.
Ye daughters of Israel, weep for Saul,
Who clothed you with scarlet in splendor.
Who put ornaments of gold upon your apparel.
How are the mighty fallen in the midst of battle!

Oh, Jonathan, slain upon the high places,

I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan.

Very dear hast thou been to me.

Thy love to me was wonderful.
More tender than the love of women.

How are the mighty fallen
And their weapons of war destroyed!

— Courtesy of Maurice H. Harris.

David was anointed king over the tribe
of Judah, and Ish-bosheth, a son of Saul, over
Israel. Then there was a long war between
the houses of Saul and David; and David
grew stronger and stronger, but the house of
Saul grew weaker and weaker. At last Ish-
bosheth was slain by two of his own men.

Then all the tribes of Israel came to David,
and said:

"Behold, we are thy bone and thy
flesh. In times past, when Saul was king
over us, thou wast the one to lead out and
bring back Israel; and the Lord said to
thee. Thou shalt be a captain over my peo-
ple Israel/' So they anointed David king over
Israel.

David was thirty years old when he began
to reign, and he reigned forty years. In
Hebron he reigned over Judah seven years and
six months; and in Jerusalem he reigned thirty-
three years over Israel and Judah.

As soon as Grandpa had finished, Ben asked
him if he knew when they were all to go to the
farm.

"Yes," said Grandpa, "your father and
mother have decided that we are to go in a
few days, as soon as your promotions are
assured."

"Oh, that is good!" exclaimed Belle. "And
now. Grandpa, as you have never been to our
school, won't you come to-morrow morning?"

"What shall I see?" asked Grandpa.

My class is going to give The Pied Piper

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of Hamelin in the form of a play," was Belle's
reply.

"I will come with pleasure/' replied Grandpa.

To THE Pupils:

Gat them up into the hold means got them
up into the stronghold; a threnody is a song of
sorrow.

1. Copy the paragraph beginning "Soon she met
David and his men."

Copy the first two lines of the threnody ; also the
eleventh and the twelfth.

2. Make sentences by adding a different verb
to each of these nouns:

The bell . Niobe . The sun .

A bee . A fish

3. Make sentences by putting one noun before
each verb:

chirp. melts.

sing. plays.

walks. talks.

To THE Teacher:

Nos. 2 and 3 may be oral.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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CHAPTER III

When Grandpa went to school in the morn-
ing, he saw the play:

THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELINi
Dramatis Personam

Traveler Mayor and His Men

Man He Meets Children

Townspeople Lame Boy

Pied Piper Rats

ACT I

Traveler: How many miles I am away from
home! I have traveled for many weeks,
and now I find myself in this Kttle
town of Germany. Hamelin, it is called.
{Looks about) It seems to be a pretty
place and I'd like to see more of it —
but wherever one goes, one must climb
a hill. All the streets seem to lead up
that big mountain. I never saw any

^From **The Land of Make-Believe" Courtesy of Educational
Publishing Company.

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roof steeper than the side of that moun-
tain.

How slowly the river at its foot runs! It
seems in no haste to get to the sea.

Here comes some one who lives in
the town. I'll tell him what a pretty-
place I think it is, and perhaps he will
stop and talk to me for a moment. {The
two meet) What a pretty spot you have
for your home!

Man: It is a pretty town, to be sure. All
the people who live here love it dearly,
but we are afraid that we shall have to
leave it.

Traveler: And why should you have to leave
it? Is there not enough work to be had?

Man: Plenty. More than we can do.

Traveler: Then what can it be that would
drive you from so pleasant a home?

Man: Rats! We are in great trouble because
of the rats. We don't know what to do.

Traveler: Rats? So many as to drive you
from the town?

Man: They will, if we can't find some way
to kill them or to drive them away, for
the town is full of great, big, dreadful-

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looking rats. There are more of them
than there are people in this town of ours !

Traveler: Where are all your cats and dogs?
What are they doing to let the rats run
wild?

Man: These rats are the boldest things I ever
saw. They even fight the dogs we set
upon them, and they have killed every
cat that tried to catch tjiem.

Traveler : Dreadful ! And do they come into
your houses?

Man: Indeed they do. Even the poor little
babies, sleeping in their cradles, have
been bitten by the terrible creatures.

Traveler: How can you keep them out of
the pantries? I should think they'd get
into the food.

Man: Get into it? They carry a great deal
of it right off. Whole cheeses, big ones
too, have been taken from the factory
where they are made. One cook was
almost frightened to death, when two
great rats jumped up and licked the ladle
with which she was stirring the soup.
She screamed so you could hear her half
a mile away.

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Traveler: I never heard anything Uke it in
my life. How strong they must be!

Man: Strong enough to spht open kegs that
hold the salt fish they like. Several rats
must work together to do it.

Traveler : How they must frighten the women
and children! Some women are afraid
even of a little mouse.

Man: The ladies have given up altogether
the pleasant Uttle parties they used to
have; for they cannot hear themselves
speak, because of the squealing of the rats.

Traveler: And the rats grow no less in num-
ber?

Man: More and more all the time, and bolder
and bigger too. Unless something is
done very soon we cannot stay in the
town. It is pretty hard to be driven
from your home and city by rats.

Traveler: I never would be driven away by
them.

Man: But what would you do?

Traveler: Drive them away, to be sure.

Man: Yes, but Iww? That is what we have
been trying to do for weeks.

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Traveler: It is the business of your Mayor
and the men who help him to find a way
to free the city from rats. Why do
you have a Mayor, if it is not to keep
the city as it should be? Get all of the
men of the town together. Go to the
Town Hall and tell your Mayor he
must do something.

Man: I believe you are right. If the town
were overrun with thieves, we should
expect the Mayor and poUce to rid the
town of them. Why not rats as well?
Come. Help me get all the men to-
gether at once. Let us lose no time.
{The two men go off together.)

ACT II

Place: Mayor's office.

(Mayor and men seated at table.)

Mayor {to townsmen who enter room): Good

morning, gentlemen. What can I do for

you?

First Man: We have come to ask you and
your men to rid our town of this pest
of rats.

Mayor: We? What can we do more than
you to drive them out?

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First Man: We elected you to take care of
the town. That is your business. Is this
the best you can do? That is what we
want to know. We do not think you know
your business very well if you cannot
find a way at once to make short work
of the rats.

Mayor: But, gentlemen, if I knew any way,
or could think of any, the rats would
have been driven out long ago. You
must know that.

First Man : This we know — that unless you
do think of some plan very soon that will
rid our town of this pest — neither you
nor your men shall be paid another cent
of our money.

Mayor: But, my good man — What do

Man: More than that, if you do not drive
the rats away we mean to drive you
and every one of your men oi\t of the
town.

Mayor : But wait ! What can

First Man: Now that we have said our say,
we will leave you to think what can be
done.

{Townspeople all march oviy leaving
Mayor and his men much perplexed.)

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Mayor: Do any of you know what we can do?

First Man: How should we, any more than
those men?

Mayor: But they mean what they say. They
will keep their word if we do not find
a way.

Second Man: Yes, we must find a way or
they will send us packing — that is sure.

Mayor: But what? But how? (Buries his
face in his hands, sits perfectly still thinking
— hears gentle rap at door — speaks in
startled tone.) What's that? I am afraid
to say, "Come in," for it only means more
trouble for us. It is either some one to
tell us about more dreadful things the
rats have done, or else more men to tell
us what we must do.

(Another gentle rap — scraping of shoes
on mat.)

Mayor (at last calls): Come in!

(Stranger enters^ and, as Mayor stares
in astonishment at stranger, men comment
among themselves on stranger's appearance.)

First Man: The tallest, thinnest man I ever
saw!

Second Man: His eyes are as blue as summer
skies, and as bright as diamonds.

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Third Man: But they are so small they look
like pin points.

Fourth Man: Watch the smiles come and go
about his lips. They are like flashes of
sunlight.

Fifth Man: There seems to be no breeze in
the room, and yet something lifts his
light hair, as it hangs about his shoulders.

Sixth Man : The coat, men ! — the coat he
wears! Did you ever see a queerer one?

Seventh . Man : Or a longer one, from his head
to his heels?

First Man: Do my eyes see aright? Is it
half red and half yellow?

Second Man: The same as the scarf that is
tied about his neck.

Third Man: That seems to be a flute that
hangs at the end of this gay scarf.

Fourth Man: See how his flngers stray up
and down his flute all the time.

Fifth Man: As if he'd Uke to be playing on
it. But, listen! The queer fellow is
speaking to the Mayor at last.

Piper: They tell me your town is overrun
with rats.

Mayor (nods sadly): What you heard is all
too true, stranger. But why have you
come to tell us what we already know
only too well?

Piper: I have rid other towns of rats and
bats and ants and all other things which
make trouble in a place. I can rid your
city of every rat in it, many as there are.

Mayor (springs to his feet — asks excitedly) :
Who are you? Whence did you come?
How are you going to do it? What is
your plan? For how much will you do
it? When can you begin? How soon
can you begin? Can you do it at once?

Piper: Listen a moment, Your Honor, and I'll
tell you all you wish to know. Men
call me the Pied Piper. I am able to
make all things that creep or swim, or
fly or run, follow me wherever I choose
to lead them. If you will pay me one
hundred dollars, I will rid your town of
rats.

Mayor: A hundred dollars! A small amount
to be rid of the rats ! I am willing to give
you almost anything. Five thousand if
you do it, though I do not beUeve you
can do what you promise. I do not

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believe all those hundreds of rats will
follow you.

Piper: Five thousand, did you say. Your
Honor?

Mayor: Five thousand was what I said, and
even that will be a small price to pay
for getting rid of such a pest as we have
had for weeks.

Piper: It is a bargain then.

Mayor: The five thousand shall be yours the
moment the town is rid of every rat in it.

ACT III

(Piper steps to door and passes into
streety playing shrill tune on his flute.
The Mayor and his men^ and all the
townspeople rush into street to watch.)

First Man : Look ! Look ! The rats are surely
following, as he said they would.

Second Man : See them tumbUng out of those
houses !

Third Man: And watch them scurry out of
those stores!

Fourth Man: It must be his strange music
that calls them.

Fifth Man: I never knew before that rats

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like music. What do you suppose the
music sounds like in their ears?

Sixth Man: At the rate they are following,
it must sound like the scraping of good
salt fish, and the pressing of juicy apples
for cider.

Seventh Man: No doubt to some the music
sounds like the uncovering of pickle-jars,
and fruit-cans being opened.

Eighth Man: Or corks drawn from oil casks,
and butter-tubs broken open.

Ninth Man: Perhaps the music means to
them that there will always be plenty
to eat after this, and that they'll never
be hungry again.

Tenth Man : They are running now, as though
the music bade them munch their big
dinner, and crunch their fine supper,
and fill themselves full at their luncheon.

First Man: Did you ever see so many rats?
And more are coming all the time.

Second Man: All kinds of rats, big ones and
little ones, fat ones and thin ones.

Third Man: And so many different colors!
Some are brown, and some are as black as a
coal. The gray ones must be the old ones.

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Fourth Man: Yes, some are so old they
hobble, while the young ones frisk gaily
along.

Fifth Man : That strange piper has the whole
Rat Family at his heels : fathers, mothers,
uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters, hus-
bands, wives!

Sixth Man: He has been up or down every
street in town. Now where will he take
them, I wonder.^

Seventh Man: To the river! To the bank
of the river! He means to drown them
of course.

Eighth Man: Yes, see! He has stepped
quickly aside when he has got them to
the water's edge.

People (shout): Over they go! Every one of
them! Down the bank into the river!
Hurrah ! Hurrah !

Ninth Man: Now the rats are all drowned.
At last our town is rid of the pest. Our
homes are fit to live in again.

Tenth Man: Let us have the bands play
their liveliest tunes. {Some march about
room^ drumming and singing to imitate
band.)

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First Man: Ring the bells in all the steeples!
(Several imitate the ding-dong of bells.)

Second Man: Louder! Louder! Ring them
so hard the steeples rock.

Third Man: Fire the cannon! (Several imi-
tate boom! boom! of cannon.)

Fourth Man: Come! Let us build bonfires
as high as the houses. We can't do too
much to show our joy. Those dreadful
rats are drowned.

Piper (comes up to Mayor and his men —
standing together in crowded street): I
have kept my promise, Your Honor, and
I have come for the hundred dollars.
I'll not ask the five thousand you prom-
ised, because you thought the rats would
not follow me.

(Mayor and men look doubtfully at one
another.)

Mayor (to men) : It seems a good deal to pay,
now that the rats are gone.

First Man: The rats are dead. They cannot
come back if we do not pay him.

Second Man: Don't pay him. Tell him the
hundred dollars was a joke.

Mayor: Ha! Ha! So you thought I meant

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that little joke about the hundred dollars,
did you? Oh, no! That was a joke of
mine. Very funny you believed it, wasn't
it? (All laugh loudly except the Piper.)
But we'll pay you something for your
trouble. Go to the hotel and get a
good dinner, the best you can order.
We'll pay for it, and here is a dollar
besides, my good fellow. A hundred
dollars for playing a Uttle tune like that!
I have paid you well now, with a dinner
and a dollar. More than you'd get in
most cities I can tell you.

Piper: I do not enjoy your kind of jokes.
Your Honor. They do not seem at all
funny to me. I am in a hurry to reach
another city by nightfall, so do not keep
me waiting any longer. Give me my
hundred dollars that I may start on my
way.

Mayor (shakes head angrily , roars out) : A hun-
dred dollars? You beggar! Not one
dollar more will I give you. Be ofif with
you before I call the police.

Piper : I will give you one more chance to keep
your word to me. Then, if you do not
give me my money, I'll play another

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tune, the one I always play when people
do not treat me fairly. For the last
time I ask, will you give me my money?

Mayor: Fellow! I have no money of yours.
I owe you no money. I dare you to do
your worst. Play till your old flute
bursts for all I care. Do you think
for one moment you can frighten the
Mayor of Hamelin Town?

{The Piper y without a word more, puts
flute to lips and plays. People stop cele-
brating to listen.)

ACT IV

First Man: Hark! That queer old Piper is
playing again. Is he calling more rats?

Second Man: This tune is not at all like the
time that called the rats.

Third Man: No indeed. This is as soft as
the gentlest breeze in summer.

Fourth Man: It is as sweet as the songs of
birds.

Fifth Man : But it is a strange tune. I never
heard one like it before.

Sixth Man: See! All the children are run-
ning to him! Crowds of them have left
their play to go to him.

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Seventh Man: And look! They are follow-
ing him, as he starts down the street.

Eighth Man: What a pattering their little
feet make, as they keep time to the music !

Ninth Man: What a great clattering their
wooden shoes make, as they hurry along!

Tenth Man : They all seem very happy about
something, for they are clapping their
hands for joy.

First Man: How^ busily their little tongues
are chattering, like the squirrels in the
treetops.

Second Man: They are gathering about the
Piper, like hens in the farmyard about
the one who feeds them.

Third Man: How pretty the children of

HameUn are! Roses are no redder than

their cheeks! Gold is no brighter than
their curls!

Fourth Man : I believe the children of Hame-
Un are the prettiest in the world, for
their eyes are as blue as the summer skies,
and are as bright as diamonds.

Fifth Man: How they show their teeth, like
snow-white pearls, when they laugh so
merrily !

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Sixth Man: I begin to be worried at our
children following this strange Piper.
Don't you think we should call them
back, Your Honor?

Mayor: Some one should certainly call them
back, for they are getting farther and
farther from home all the time; and who
knows where the strange fellow with his
queer music will lead them?

Seventh Man: Every child in the town is in
the odd procession that follows at this
Piper's heels.

Mayor: Come, then, my men! Let us all go
quickly after them and bring them home
before harm befalls them.

{All cry) : We are bewitched ! Alas !
Alas! The Piper has bewitched us.

Eighth Man : We are all rooted to the ground.

Ninth Man : We must stand like men of stone
while this Piper steals our children before
our very eyes!

{All cry) : The river ! The river ! He
is turning toward the river!

Mayor: Can no one do anything? Our chil-
dren will be drowned in the deep waters
as the rats were a moment ago!

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(All cry): He is turning again! Oh, .
joy! He is turning away from the river.

Mayor: And going toward the mountain.

First Man: Our children are safe, for neither
Kper nor they can climb over the top
of that.

Second Man: We need not worry any more.
We'll soon see our little folks stop and
then turn back home, when they find
they can go no farther.

(All cry) : But what is that? Can we
believe our eyes?

Mayor: The side of the mountain is opening!

First Man: Surely that wonderful door was
never there before.

Second Man: It is swinging wide open to let
him in. I hope he will go in and never
be able to get out again.

Third Man : He's gone in, but

(All cry) : Our children! Our pretty
babes are going in, too. We shall never
see them again!

First Man: There goes the last one now

(All cry): What shall we do? The
door is swinging shut!

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Mayor: Now it is closed. I fear, in sooth,
that the fathers and mothers of Hamelin
Town will never see their little ones
again.

Fourth Man: What a sad town ours will be!

Fifth Man: The saddest one in all the world,
— a town that has no children in it.

{All cry): How can we ever live
without them? Oh, our children! Come
back to us!

Mayor: Let the bells in all the steeples be
tolled for the rest of this sad day. Let
the bands play their funeral music.
Let us all go into the churches, and
pray for ourselves and our little ones
who have gone we know not where, —
who are lost to us forever.

Fifth Man (angrily) : This dreadful thing that
has happened is all your fault. Your
Honor.

Sixth Man: It would never have happened
if you had not broken your promise to
the Piper.

Seventh Man: If you had paid the fellow
he would have gone ofif, and we should
not now be crying for our lost children.

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Mayor: What you say is true, my people. I
should have kept my promise. It was
very wrong to break it. I should have
paid the hundred dollars that were his
and let him go his way; but how could I
know he was able to do this horrible
thing if I did not give him his money?
Five of my own little ones have followed
the Piper into the mountain.

Sixth Man: His Honor would never harm a
child.

Seventh Man: No, we all know he loves
them dearly.

Eighth Man: Every one knows that all the
children are his friends. But who is this,
coming toward us?

{All cry): A child! Ojoy! A child!

Ninth Man: Where are the rest?

(All cry) : It is little lame Hans who
lives near the church.

(Hans comes up, looking very sad.)

Hans: All my little friends are gone. I am
the only child in Hamelin Town who did
not pass through the wonderful door.
I tried hard to get there before it closed;
but I could not keep up with the others,

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and fell so far behind that they did not
even see me coming.

Mayor: Tell us, my little man, why did you
and all your Uttle friends leave your
homes and the fathers and mothers who
love you, to follow this Piper whom you
never saw before to-day?

Hans: The music the Piper played on his flute
promised such beautiful things to all who
would follow him.

Mayor: What were some of the beautiful
things the music promised you?

Hans: It told of a land so near that we could
easily walk to it; where the ripest and
juiciest fruits grew, and every child could
have all he could eat. There were
flowers, too, of most wonderful colors,
blossoming in the gardens.

The sparrows that hopped about in
the gardens were as gaily colored as any
peacock you ever saw. The dogs that
one would have for pets could run more
swiftly than our fleetest deer. There
were honey-bees buzzing about every
flower, but we need not fear them, for
not one had a sting. The horses in this

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wonderful country had wings, as strong
and swift as the eagles.

But the music was sweetest of all to
me when it whispered that, when once
I reached this land, I should be as strong
and well as other boys, and able to run
and play with them, but (sadly) my lame
foot carried me too slowly.

The children all passed through the
wonderful door in the mountainside, but
it closed while I was yet a long way ofif.
How lonely and dull I shall be all my
life, wijth all my playmates gone. (Walks
away.)

Mayor: The only child in Hamelin Town!
For I do not think we shall ever again
hear the music of the strange Piper in
our streets. I fear the wonderful door
in the mountain will never open agq^in.
Our eyes will never again look upon our
children's faces. Come, my poor people,
let us go to our sad and lonely homes,
for the night is coming on. As long as I
live, I have this to remember: Had I
not broken my promise to the Piper,
all might have been well with our
children.

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To THE Pupils:

Pick out the nouns in the first and the second
paragraphs.

Dramatis personam: the persons in the play.

To THE Teacher:

Have the pupils exchange papers, and check
mistakes, as you call off the nouns in order. Have
the pupils compare the dramatized version with
the original.

In casting the parts, have all your pupils take
part. In other words, you may have two or three
companies.

You will need two property men, who should be
responsible for your properties. There should he
a safe place in which to keep the properties.

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THIRTY-NINTH EVENING

"Well, children, I enjoyed the play very
much," remarked Grandpa as the children
gathered around him.

"If it hadn't rained so hard, more people
would have come to see it, I think,'' said Belle.

"No doubt," replied Grandpa. "But you
know we can't have fine weather all the time.
Rain is very necessary. Do you know what
the English poet, Shelley, says of rain?"

None of the children knew, so Grandpa re-
peated to them some lines from Shelley's poem:

The Cloud

I bring fresh showers for the thirsty flowers.

From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid

In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken

The sweet buds every one.
When rocked to rest on their mother's breast

As she dances about in the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail

And whiten the green plains under;
And then again I dissolve it in rain

And laugh as I pass in thunder.

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That orbed maiden with white fire laden.

Whom mortals call the moon.
Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor

By the midnight breezes strewn;
And wherever the beat of her unseen feet.

Which only the angels hear.
May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof,

The stars peep behind her and peer;
And 1 laugh to see them whirl and flee,

like a swarm of golden bees,
When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent,
• Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas,
like strips of the sky fallen through me on high.

Are each paved with the moon and these.

Just as Grandpa finished repeating Shelley's
lines, Father and Mother came into the room
to tell the children that they were all going to
the farm a week from that day.

"Oh, ho!" said Grandpa, "no more stories
until we get to the farm. You little folks will
need all the time to get ready."

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CHAPTER IV

It was their first morning at the farm.

The children were up bright and early.
They bathed, and dressed themselves as quickly
as possible; for, looking out of the window,
they could see Grandpa waiting for them in
the garden.

Down they rushed to meet him, with
"Good-morning, Grandpa."

*' Good-morning, children. I have been up
since sunrise. It has been so beautiful that
it brought to my mind those wonderful lines of
Milton about a May morning."

"What are they, Grandpa.^" asked Ben.

Grandpa recited

May Morning

Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger,
Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Hail, bount eous May ! that doth inspire
Mirth and youth and warm desire;

Woods and groves are of thy dressing.
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with our early song.
And welcome thee, and wish thee long.

"I am going to copy that into my common-
place book, Grandpa, it is so beautiful,'' said
Belle.

"A good idea," replied Grandpa. "Should
you like to take a walk in the woods this morn-
ing after breakfast?"

"The very thing!" they exclaimed, as they
trooped in to the sound of the breakfast bell.

"Now, children, we must be as quiet as
possible, when we get into the woods. Above
all, do not make any sudden motions with the
hands when you see a bird," was Grandpa's
advice as they started ofif.

Soon they reached the wood. Hardly had
they set foot in it, when they heard a rat'tat-tat.

"A woodpecker," whispered Grandpa.

They all stood still, and looked in the
direction of the sound. Soon their patience was
rewarded, for they saw a downy woodpecker,
in his black and white uniform, industriously
seeking his breakfast of grubs in the bark of an
elm.

They watched him for some time, in fact
until he went to another tree for more breakfast.

Just then a robin flew by, his red breast telling
who he was, and right behind him came another
bird, smaller than a sparrow and yellow in color.

He alighted in a tree close by, and Grandpa
had an opportunity of noting his color. When
he saw that the little feiiow was yellow below,
and yellow tinged with green above, he knew
it was a yellow warbler, and told the children
so, adding that many people call it the wild
canary .

As they walked farther on in the woods,
they heard the plaintive notes of the peewee,
whose name and note are the same.

From the treetops nearby came a sweet song:
"You see it? You know it? Do you hear me?"
It took some time to spy out the singer, but
finally Grandpa and the children could get
glimpses of him as he flitted constantly to and
fro in search of insects.

The little bird was white below, olive green
above, and had an ash-colored cap, bordered by
black and white lines, the lowest white line
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just over his red eye. Grandpa whispered,
"A red-eyed vireo."

But just then a robin began to sing.
"What does he say?" asked Grandpa.

The children listened intently, and May
said, after a few minutes, "He says *Yuro-
huro, yuro-huro, yuro-huro!' "

"Then we must hasten home. An old
friend of mine, an Indian chief of the Mohawk
tribe, Te-ka-hion-wa-ke (Double Wampimi) by
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name, told me that whenever the robin sings
that song, it will surely rain."

"Why?" asked all the children.

"I don't know. All I know is that anything
Te-ka-hion-wa-ke tells me, I beUeve."

So oflp they started for home, and as they
walked along, Grandpa told the children they
should protect the birds in every way possible.

"How can we do it?" they asked.

"Well," replied Grandpa, "you can build
bird-houses, and place water where the birds
can get it easily. You can also fasten beef fat
to the branches of trees as food for them, es-
pecially in winter, and you can protect them
from cats and other enemies."

"We will do all those things. Grandpa,'*
said the children.

"Another thing. Never capture a bird, to
put it into a cage. Should you be tempted to do
so, remember John Keats ' poem, "The Dove."

The Dove

I had a dove, and the sweet dove died;
And I have thought it died of grieving;
Oh, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied
With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving;
Sweet little red feet! Why should you die, —

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Why would you leave me, sweet bird, why?
You lived alone in the forest tree.
Why, pretty thing, would you not live with me?
I kissed you oft and gave you white peas;
Why not live sweetly as in the green trees?

Hardly had they reached home when it
began to rain. So the robin proved a true
prophet.

"Now, children, to-night our story telling
begins again," remarked Grandpa, as he hung
up his hat.

To THE Pupils: v

Prophet, one who foretells.
Copy the first four Hues of Milton^s "May
Morning." Copy also Keats' "The Dove.''

Copy "A prophet is not without honor, save
in his own coimtry, and among his own kin, and in
his own home/' — Bible.

To THE Teacher:

Criticise the copied work of the pupils as you
pass among them.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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FORTIETH EVENING

It was a beautiful moonlight evening, and
the family had gone out on the porch.

They sat in silence for some time, enjoying
the beauty of the night. Suddenly, May, who
was sitting at Grandpa's knee, looked up at
him and asked: '*Are there fairies. Grandpa?'*

And Grandpa said

There Are Faeries.

There are faeries, bright of eye.

Who the wild flowers' warders are:
Ouphes, that chase the firefly;

Elves, that ride the shooting-star;
Fays, who in a cobweb lie.

Swinging on a moonbeam bar;
Or who harness bumblebees,
Grumbling on the clover leas.
To a blossom or a breeze —

That's their faery car.
If you care, you too may see
There are faeries. — Verily,

There are faeries.

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There are faeries. I could swear
I have seen them busy, where
Roses loose their scented hair,

In the moonlight, weaving, weaving.
Out of starlight and the dew.
Glinting gown and shimmering shoe;
Or, within a glowworm lair.

From the dark earth slowly heaving
Mushrooms whiter than the moon.
On whose tops they sit and croon
With their grig-like mandolins.
To fair faery lady kins .
Leaning from the windowsill
Of a rose or daffodil,
Listening to their serenade
2T0

All of cricket-music made.
Follow me, oh, follow me!
Ho! away to Faerie!
Where your eyes like mine may see
There are faeries. — Verily,
There are faeries.

Ill

There are faeries. Elves that swing

In a wild and rainbow ring

Through the air; or mount the wing

Of a bat to courier news

To the faery King and Queen;

Fays, who stretch the gossamers

On which twilight hangs tlTdews;

Who within the moonlight sheen.

Whisper dimly in the ears^

Of the flowers words so sweet

That their hearts are turned to musk

And to honey; things that beat

In their veins of gold and blue:

Ouphes, that shepherd moths of dusk —

Soft of wing and gray of hue —

Forth to pasture on the dew.

There are faeries; verily;

Verily:
For the old owl in the tree>

Hollow tree.
He who maketh melody

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For them tripping merrily,

Told it me.
There are faeries. — Verily,

There are faeries.

— Madison Cawein.

Courtesy of the author and publisher. (Copy right,
1911, by The Macmillan Co.)

"Well, folks!" said Grandpa, looking at
his watch, "if we wait here much longer, we
shall surely see the fairies. It will soon be
the time that Joseph Rodman Drake tells of.''

And Grandpa recited from

The Culprit Fay.

'Tis the hour of fairy ban and spell.

The woodtick has kept the minutes well;

He has counted them all with click and stroke.

Deep in the heart of the mountain oak,
And he has awakened the sentry elve

Who sleeps with him in the haunted tree.
To bid him ring the hour of twelve,

And call the fays to their revelry;
Twelve small strokes on his tinkling bell —
('Twas made of the white snail's pearly shell)
* 'Midnight comes, and all is well!
Hither, hither, wing your way!"
'Tis the dawn of the fairy day.

"It is time to go in," said Grandpa; and
then the party broke up.

To THE Pupils:

Mr. Cawein uses an old-fashioned spelling,

faeries. Ouphes (oo), fairies; verily, truly;

grig, a cricket or grasshopper; to courier, to
carry.

Copy: Trust in the Lord and do good; so shalt
thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed.

— Psalms 37:3.

Copy also the fourth stanza of Madison Cawein's
poem.

To THE Teacher:

Inspect the work as you pass around the room.

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FORTY-FIRST EVENING

The children were seated at the table en-
gaged m readmg, while awaiting Grandpa's
arrival.

When he came in, he seated himself, say-
ing, • "Well, children, you seem to be very
busy/*

They laid their books aside and Belle said,
**I am reading a very interesting sea-tale."

"Who is the author?" asked Grandpa.

"Clark Russell," was the reply. "In one
place he says: 'The man at the wheel was
told to steer by the North Star.' Why was
that. Grandpa?"

"They evidently wished the ship to sail
toward the north. The North Star is so easily
seen, that it is often used as a guide."

"Grandpa," said Ben, "won't you show us
how to find the North Star? "

"I shall be very glad to do so, Ben. Come
out where we can see it."

So they went out of doors, and Grandpa
pointed out to them, in the northern heavens,
the constellation of the Big Dipper.

As soon as each one had found it, Grandpa
said, "The two stars of the edge of the dipper
opposite the handle, point toward the North
Star."

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* * •

THE BIG DIFFER

In a minute, each had found the North
Star, too, and Grandpa had them make this
drawing, so that they would not forget.

"Now," said he, when they had finished,
"the next clear night I shall show you some
other constellations, if you wish. They can be
seen better here in the country than in the
city."

"Thank you very much," replied the chil-
dren.

"Oh, Grandpa! I like the country!" said

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May, *'I have had such fun feeding the chick-

ens.

And what have you promised to take
care of, Belle?''

The lambs and the calves," was her reply.

Your speaking of lambs brings something
to my mind. I am going to tell you a story."

Jason and the Golden Fleece.

Jason's father, Aeson, a king of lolchos in
Thessaly, was thrown into prison by his half-
brother Pelias, when Jason was a baby.

PeUas at the same time tried to kill Jason,
but the baby was taken by Chiron , the centaur,
who cared for him and brought him up. Pelias
took Aeson's throne.

When Jason was a young man he made up
his mind to take the throne from the wicked
Pelias, so he left Chiron and started on his
journey. Before setting out he put on a pair
of beautiful new sandals.

On the way he came to a very swift river,
and there on the bank stood an ugly old
woman. She was weeping because the current
was so rapid that she could not ford the stream.

When she saw Jason, young and strong,

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she asked him to carry her over. Now Jason
had been taught by Chiron to be kind to old
and helpless people; so he took the old woman
on his back and began the passage of the stream.

When he was halfway over, his feet stuck
in the muddy bottom, and when he reached the
shore on the other side, he discovered that he
had lost one of his
new sandals.

However, he
went on his way,
and when he
reached the pal-
ace of PeUas, he
demanded the
kingdom which
had belonged to
his father.

Now, years be-
fore, it had been
foretold that a
man wearing only

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one sandal would
one day come and take the kingdom from
Pelias. So the false king was not greatly sur-
prised when Jason appeared with one sandal
missing. But he at once began to think of some
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way to prevent Jason from taking the throne
from him. Suddenly there came to his mind
the golden fleece.

This fleece was kept hanging from an oak
tree in a distant grove, which was sacred to
the god Mars. It was the skin of a sheep
which Mercury had once given to a goddess,
and day and night it was carefully guarded
by a fierce dragon.

Pehas told Jason that he would give him
the kingdom if he would first bring the golden
fleece to lolchos. This, he thought, the young
naan could never do.

Jason built a fine large ship, which he
called the Argo. He gathered together all the
heroes of Greece to go with him. Among these
was Hercules. They were called the Arg onauts .

They started on their long voyage, and,
after many adventures, arrived at a place
ruled by a blind prince. This prince was a
famous prophet, but he was most unhappy.
Some years before the Argonauts visited him,
he had, in a fit of rage, put out the eyes of his
two sons. The gods, as a punishment, blinded
him, also, and sent Harpies to torment him.

The Harpies were horrible monsters with

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the faces of women, and the bodies of birds of
prey. They hovered around the unfortunate
prince, and when food was set before him, they
either seized and devoured it, or made it unfit
to eat. Thus the prince passed his days in
misery.

Jason and his Argonauts went ashore to
ask the prince's advice about their journey.
He promised to help them, if they, in return,
would drive away the Harpies.

Jason ordered a feast to be prepared, and
as soon as it was ready the Harpies descended
with a great noise.

Now two of the Argonauts were sons of the
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god of the wind, and they wore powerful wings.
So these two drew their swords and attacked
the feathered women. The Harpies flew away,
but the sons of the wind-god followed them
over sea and land, and captured them.

Then the winged Argonauts returned, and,
the blind prince having given them directions,
Jason and his companions continued their
journey.

To THE Pupils:

1. Draw the constellation of the Big Dipper,
and the North Star.

Tell how you found the North Star the last
time you looked for it.

2. Make the following sentences longer. In
other words, expand them by adding modifiers to
each noun and each verb.

The bell rings. The fire bums.

Parrot talked. Pussy scratched.

Scholars improve.

To THE Teacher:

Have the pupils prepare for the oral composition
work by studying the northern heavens on a clear
night. Individual criticism in exercise 2. Have the
best read aloud.

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FORTY-SECOND EVENING

*' Children," said Grandpa, "I read a poem
to-day that impressed me deeply. It shows
me how much you children should get out of
the country. Here it is."

And he read

ThS Oracle

I lay upon the summer grass.

A golden-haired, sunny child came by,
And looked at me, as loath to pass.

With questions in her lingering eye.

She stopped and wavered, then drew near,
(Ah! the pale gold around her head!)

And o'er my shoulder stooped to peer,
"Why do you read?" she said.

I read a poet of olden time.

Who sang through all his living hours —
Beauty of earth — the stream, the flowers -

And stars, more lovely than his rhyme.

"And now I read him, since men go.
Forgetful of these sweetest things;

Since he and I love brooks that flow.

And dawns, and bees, and flash of wings!

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»»

She stared at me with laughing look.

Then clasped her hands upon her knees:
"How strange to read it in a book!
I could have told you all of these!"
'From ''The Earth Passioriy^ by Arthur Davison
Ficke. Courtesy of the Samurai PresSy Cranleighy
Surrey^ England.

And now let us go on with Jason and his
search for the golden fleece :

In due time they arrived at a narrow open-
ing that leads into the Black Sea, and here they
had to overcome a far worse danger than the
Harpies.

In this narrow place were two huge rocks
which whirled around on their bases and caught
and crushed any ship that attempted to go
through the passage.

Now the blind prince had given Jason a
dove, and had told him to send the dove through
this dangerous place. The rocks, he said,
would come together and try to crush the dove.
Then, as they slowly swimg apart, Jason and
the other Argonauts must row the Argo through
at top speed, before the rocks could close on
them.

Jason carried out the prince's directions
carefully, and as the dove entered the
passage the rocks came together with a noise

like the rumbling of thunder. Then, slowly,
slowly, they swung open.

This was the moment for which the
Argonauts had been waiting. Quick as a flash,
they rowed the Argo through. They were not a
second too soon, for the immense rocks whirled
together and crushed the rudder of the ship. But
the heroes were thankful to have escaped with
so Uttle damage.

The rocks have never moved since; for
thus it was fated to be, if once a ship passed
through.

After many more adventures they arrived
at the country where the golden fleece hung in
the grove of Mars. Here, more trouble awaited
them.

Jason went at once to the king of the coun-
try, jEetes , and told him what was wanted.
iEetes answered that Jason might have the
golden fleece, if he could perform several diflB-
cult feats:

First, he must tame and yoke to a plow
two wild bulls, that had brass hoofs and breathed
out fire. Secondly, he must plow with them
a piece of land. Thirdly, he must kill a horrible
serpent and sow some of its teeth in the land he
had plowed. From these teeth there would

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spring up a crop of powerful warriors, and these
also Jason must kill.

If he were successful in all these things, he
might then confront the dragon that guarded
the golden fleece.

Now the king, iEetes, had a daughter named
Medea, who was an enchantress, and who loved
Jason very deeply. She determined to help him
to perform the tasks which her father had set
him, in order that he might nvin the golden
fleece.

First, she gave him an ointment to rub on
his body. This was to protect him from the
fire that the bulls breathed out. With this aid,
Jason seized and harnessed the bulls and plowed
the field.

When the armed warriors sprang up, Jason,
by the order of Medea, threw huge stones at
them. Each warrior then thought that one of
his comrades had stoned him, so they began to
fight among themselves, and ended by killing
one another.

After the tasks were performed, -^etes told
Jason that the next day he might go to the
grove of Mars and take the golden fleece. The
king, however, hoped that the dragon woidd put
an end to Jason.

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Medea warned Jason not to waste a mo-
ment, because her father had planned to at-
tack the Argonauts that night, and to bum their
ship.

So she led him at once to the garden, and
charmed the dragon to sleep with her magic
drugs.

Then Jason took the golden fleece, and be-
fore dawn the Argo and the Argonauts were
ax sea.

After many more exciting adventures they
arrived at the kingdom of lolchos in Thessaly,
to find that the wicked Pelias had killed Jason's
father during their absence. He had felt sure

that Jason would never return, and that he
would be safe on the throne for many, many
years.

Jason said nothing, and deUvered to Pelias
the golden fleece. But Medea, who had re-
turned with Jason, caused the wicked Pelias to
be put to death by his own daughters.

To THE Pupils:

1. Copy the last stanza of '^The Oracle.''

2. Aeetes.

3. How many sentences in the paragraph be-
ginning "First she gave him." Sentences grouped
in a paragraph must be closely connected in thought.

ass

The paragraph should deal with but one idea or
topic.

What is the idea or thought in the stanza
you have just copied?

How is the beginning of a paragraph marked?

4. Write a short composition of three para-
graphs, as follows:

The Biography of a Horse.

(a.) A colt in the country.

(b.) Sold to a man in the city.

(c.) After three years, resold to a man in the
country.

To THE Teacher:

Exercises 2 and 3 should be oral.

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FORTY-THIRD EVENING

Grandpa had been away for some time.
It was near the end of Jime when he came back.
As he approached the house, he saw that they
were waiting for him on the lawn.

"Let us sit down under the hnden," said
Grandpa after the first greetings, "as I feel a
little tired after my journey.'*

"Well, Grandpa," said Ben, "we all hope
you had a pleasant time.'*

Yes, thank you, I did," rephed Grandpa.
But it is always pleasanter to come home
than it is to go away from it."

"Won't you show us a new constellation
this evening. Grandpa?" asked May.

"Certainly. By the way, what was the
name of Andromeda's mother?"

Cassiopeia," quickly replied Belle.

You will find her — the Lady in the
Chair, as she is called — on the opposite side of
the North Star from the Pointers. This group
of stars looks Hke a large W.

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"Between the Pole Star and the Dipper,
you will see two small stars. These are called
'The Guards.'

"The stars all appear to circle around the
North or Pole Star. Make a drawing like
this": and Grandpa handed them one.

"Now stick a
pin through the
North Star, and
turn the picture
around. In this
way you will get
an idea of how
the stars in this
part of the sky ap-
pear to move.

"You will find
that no matter in
what part of the
sky the stars may
be, or whether it be
during summer or

, CONBTELLATION OF CASSIOPEIA

Winter, the Guards

will always be in a position between the Big

Dipper and the Pole Star.

"To-morrow night we will look for Perseus
and Andromeda. And now that I am rested,

suppose we go into the house, and have some
music."

They wen,t into the house, and after a while
Grandpa seated himself at the piano, saying :

"Suppose we sing The Linden Tree."

THE LESTDEN TREE.

German Folk Song
Fr. Schubert

Arr. by Clara L. Purcell

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2. To - day

3. Now man

be -fore the door - way There
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stands a lin-den tree, How oft
thro' the deep -est night; I pass'd

dear old lin-den tree, I ev

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its

the

hear

shad - ow Sweet dreams have come to me; Up -

dark - ness, 'Twas hid - den from my sight. The
mur - mur: Peace thou wouldst find with me. Tho'

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on its bark when mu - sing Fond words of love I
branch-es rust - led gent - ly, As if they ^x)ke to
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made. And
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hear

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drew me to its shade, Still drew me to its shade,
peace shall smile on thee, Here peace shall smile on thee,
thou wouldst find with me, Peace thou wouldst find with me.

To THE Pupils:

1. Make the drawing that Grandpa suggested.

2. Copy the part you sing.

3. There are three sentences in the following
paragraph. Rewrite it, putting in the capitals and
punctuation marks: how is it my dear inquired a
teacher of a little girl that you dont understand this
simple thing the little girl replied I dont know in-
deed sometimes however i think i have so many
things to learn that i havent time to understand.

To THE Teacher:

If this constellation is drawn on oak-tag, the
drawing will be useful to the children later.

Corrections in 2 and 3 should be made from
the Bb.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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FORTY-FOURTH EVENING

"Before we go out to look for the constel-
lations of Perseus and Andromeda," said Grand-
pa, let us look at this drawing.

"Remember that Cassiopeia is on the other
side of the North Star from the Big Dipper.

CONBTXLUTIOMS

Having found Cassiopeia, you will have no
trouble finding Andromeda, who is very near
her mother."

Each child made a drawing similar to that

shown them by Grandpa, and then went out of
doors to find the constellations in the heavens.

Finding the North Star first, they soon lo-
cated the constellations for which they were
looking.

It was a glorious night. The soft rays
of the moon bathed the landscape in a mel-
low Ught. A gentle zephyr from the west
breathed through the branches of the linden, while
their dark shadows moved to and fro on the
moonlit grass.

They stood in silence for some time, and
then Grandpa repeated in a low voice: "The
heavens declare the glory of God, and the
firmament showeth His handiwork."

They walked slowly back to the house. En-
tering, they found Father and Mother seated at
the table in the sitting-room, whom they told of
the beauty of the night.

"Indeed," said Grandpa, "it brought to my
mind those beautiful lines of Hu Maxwell :

And the stars in their beauty were shining
above
From the fields of the limitless sky;
And the zephyrs came whispering whispers of
love
As soft as llie breath of a sigh.

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"Do you wonder that the Greeks have so
many stories about the beauties of nature? By
the way, I have never told you of the creatures
that peopled the woods and the streams in those
old days, have I?"

"No, Grandpa!" was the reply, in chorus.

"Then * Listen my children, and you shall
hear'":

The Satyrs lived in the deep forests, and
spent their time hunting and dancing. Like
Pan, the musician, they had small horns on
their foreheads, and the lower part of their
bodies was goat-like in form.

The beauty of nature gave rise to the idea
of nymphs, joyous and graceful creatures,
having the appearance of beautiful maidens,
and dwelling in the forests and streams, moun-
tains and valleys.

The mountain-nymphs were called Oreads .
They were bold, swift, and graceful, and at-
tended Diana, the goddess of the chase.

The Naiads were nymphs of the springs,
streams, and lakes, and were closely con-
nected with the water lilies.

The Oreads and the Naiads were immor-
tal, just as the mountains en dure and the

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streams "go on forever." But the Dryads,
or tree-nymphs, came into being with the tree
that formed the dweUing place of each. When
the tree was destroyed, the Dryad perished.

The Ham adryads are connected with the
oak tree. Pomona , however, although she was
a Hamadryad and the special guardian of the
apple tree, took care of all fruit trees.

One of our southern poets, Madison Cawein,
tells of the Hamadryad in his poem "Deep in
the Forest.''

She stood among the longest ferns
The valley held; and in her hand

One blossom, like the light that bums
Vermilion o'er a sunset land;

And round her hair a twisted band

Of pink-pierced mountain-laurel blooms.

The story of Dr yope shows how those who
destroyed a tree or plant were punished.

One day, when Dryope with her sister,
lole, and her little son, was gathering flowers
to decorate the altars of the nymphs, she saw
a lotus plant growing near the water.

She plucked some of the purple blossoms,
and gave them to the child. lole noticed that
the plant was bleeding, and called her sister's

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attention to it. The plant was the dwelling-
place of the nymph Lotis.

Dryope turned to flee; but it was too late.
She was already changed into a lotus plant,
and rooted to the spot.

{Sir Edward Bume-Jonea) A WOOD NIMPK

While still able to speak, she begged that
she might be shielded from harm, and that
her son might often be brought to play by her
side, and taught to protect every plant and
flower.

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''And I, children, am like the poet. Hear
what he says," went on Grandpa:

Beauty and Art

The gods are dead; but still for me

Lives on in wildwood brook and tree
Each myth, each old divinity.

For me still laughs among the rocks
The Naiad; and the Dryad's locks
Drop perfume on the wild flower flocks.

The Satyr's hoof still prints the loam;

And, whiter than the wind-blown foam,
The Oread haunts her mountain home.

To him, whose mind is fain to dwell
With loveliness, no time can quell,
All things are real, imperishable.

To him — whatever facts may say —
Who sees the soul beneath the clay.
Sees proof of a diviner day.

The very stars and flowers preach
A gospel old as God, and teach
Philosophy a child may reach;

That cannot die; that shall not cease;

That lives through idealities
Of Beauty, ev'n as Rome and Greece;

That lifts the soul above the clod.
And, working out some period

Of art, is part and proof of God.
— From poems by Madison Cawein, (Copyright 1911
by the Macmillan Co., New York.)

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To THE Pupils:

1. Satyr, (sa'ter); cascade, a small waterfall;
oread, (6' r^ M); Diana, (di Sn' a;) naiad, (na'-
ySd); dryad, (dri'Sd); hamadryad, (Mm' a dri ad);
Pomona, (p5mo'na); vermilion means a brilliant
red; Dryope, (dri' 6 pe); lole, (i' 6 le;) quell means
to subdue, to overpower; gospel, glad tidings or
news; philosophy, love of wisdom.

2. (a.) What things do:

Hercules killed Antaeus.

The Dryad's locks drop perfume.

The carpenter made the box.

Tom wrote the letter.

Bees make honey.

The pitcher hit the batter.

(b.) What is done to things:

Antaeus was killed by Hercules.

Put the headings What things do and What is
done to things at the top of your paper. Copy the
sentences under (a.) under their proper heading.
Then change the form of each sentence to correspond
to the sentence under (b.) and write it opposite its
original, under the heading What is done to things.

To THE Teacher:

Exercise 1 will give phonic drill. Exercise 2
may be either written or oral. It is a good black-
board exercise.

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FORTY-FIFTH EVENING

"Oh, Grandpa," said Belle, "we children
are going to give a play in the open air. It has
been a secret until now, because we have been
rehearsing."

"What!" exclaimed Grandpa, "only you
and May and Ben?"

"Oh, no! All the neighbors' children are
in it, too," was the reply.

"When will it take place?" asked Grandpa.

"The day after to-morrow," was Belle's
answer.

"All right, you will see me there," rephed
he.

"Grandpa," said May, "do you know that
June will soon be gone? I am so sorry. It is
such a beautiful month."

"Well may you say that, little one. I am
reminded of a poem I learned when I was as
small as you, and felt just as you do about
June."

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"Oh, won't you tell it to us. Grandpa?"
So Grandpa repeated

Slower, Sweet June

Slower! sweet June,
Each step more slow;
Linger and loiter as you go;
Linger a little while to dream.
Or see yourself in yonder stream.
Fly not across the Summer so.
Sweet June! be slow.

Slower! sweet June,
Oh, slower yet;

It is so long since we have met,
So long ere we shall meet again;
Let the few days that still remain
Be longer, longer, as they flow,
Sweet June! be slow.

Slower! sweet June,
And slower still;

Let all your matchless beauty thrill
My soul! Stretch out this day so bright.
Far, far along midsummer's height.
Till sunset back to sunrise glow.
Sweet June! be slow.

Slower! sweet June,

Yes, wait awhile;

The meadow stars look up and smile

That you are here; the grasses bend

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Their heads to greet their dearest friend
And say, "She taught us how to grow/'
Sweet June! be slow.

Slower! sweet June,
Your footsteps bear
An echoing gladness everywhere;
The robin hears it in his nest
And answers, "June, dear June, is best/'
The rippling brooks your presence know.
Sweet June! be slow.

Slower! sweet June,
Turn on your track
And send your fragrant blossoms back;
Give me one violet more, I pray;
One apple bloom, one lily spray;
Teach one more rosebud how to blow.
Sweet June! be slow.

Slower! sweet June,

Again,! cry;

She does not stop to say goodbye.

But toward the North or toward the South

She turns; I seek her rosy mouth

For one more kiss; I press her hair

And know, alas! she is not there.

To THE Pupils:
1. Copy the third stanza.

30a

2.
What things do. What is done to things.

Ben made the box The box was made by Ben.

A concert was given by the
orchestra.

Her dolls are loved by May.

His pigeons were forgotten
by Ben.

A good story was told by
Grandpa.

The red-eyed vireo is known
to me.

Copy the sentences under **What is done to
things.^^ Then change the form of each, so that it
will properly go under " What things do^'^ and place
it there.

To THE Teacher:

See note p. 299.

Phonic review, pp. 340-345.

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CHAPTER V

The great day had come. The stage was
just on the edge of the woods, and the audience
sat on chairs arranged beneath the trees. Here
is the play

THE MIRACULOUS PITCHER

PROLOGUE

Long ages ago, there was in Greece a small
village in a beautiful valley. The people who
lived in this village were very selfish and wicked.
They had no pity for the poor, and always re-
fused to help any homeless traveler who wan-
dered that way. They brought their children
up to be as rude and unkind as they were them-
selves, and clapped their hands when the Uttle
ones threw mud and stones at some wayfarer.
Worse still, they kept fierce dogs, which were
permitted to run about and snap at the heels
and tear the robes of strangers.

But if rich people came with their beautiful
horses and fine clothes, the villagers were the

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meekest people in the world. Woe to the child
who shouted and threw stones then!

One day, two strangers came to the village.
They looked poor and weary. You will see
what came of their visit.

Characters

Elder Traveler Philemon

Younger Traveler Baucis
{called Quicksilver) Villagers

SCENE I

The village. Two travelers entering the vil-
lage. Barking dogs, noisy, rude children, annoy-
ing the strangers.

Younger Traveler {knocking at a cottage
door) : We are poor travelers in search of
food and a place to rest. Will you kindly
help us?

Villager: We have nothing for tramps and
beggars. You should work and buy
your food.

Younger Trav. : Let us go to another house.

Second Villager: We are busy here, you
lazy fellows. Go elsewhere and beg.

{They go from house to house in the
village, stopping at every door. At every

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place they are turned away ivith an un-
kind word.)

Elder Trav.: Yonder is a little cottage on
the hillside. Let us try that. Perhaps
we shall find shelter there.

( They walk wearily toward the last
cottage.)

SCENE II

Cottage of Philemon and Baucis. Philemon
and Baucis sitting talking.

Baucis: How thankful we should be, Phile-
mon, for our httle home, and for our
fine cow.

Philemon: Yes, indeed, and for the grapes
from our vine, and the splendid honey
we get from our bees. But hark! what
is that noise? Do you hear it?

Baucis: Yes, it is the children of the village
shouting. Listen ! Now I hear the dogs
barking. No doubt they are annoying
some poor traveler. Ah ! what wicked
people these are. They will surely be
punished some day.

Philemon: Those children will certainly never
be a comfort to their parents. Indeed,

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I believe that some dreadful thing will
happen to the people of this village, for
all their wicked deeds.

Baucis: Well, well, so long as we have a crust
of bread we must share it with the poor
and the homeless.

Philemon: Yes, that we must. But how
loudly the dogs are barking!

Baucis: And how the children shout! Let us
see what is the matter. ( Looking out at
the cottage door.)

Philemon : There are two men coming through
the village. Their clothing is torn, and
they look worn and weary. Shall I go
to meet them.^

Baucis: Yes, do. I suppose they have been
turned away from every door by these
wicked people. Go and bring them
home, while I get ready some food.

{Philemon goes out to meet the
travelers.)

Philemon {at the door) : Will you not come in
and rest?

Younger Trav. : Thank you ! We are weary
and footsore from a long journey.

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Elder Trav.: How uncivil your neighbors
are! Never have I seen such unkind
people, nor such rude children,

Baucis {appearing): Let us try to make
you forget the unpleasant greetings the
townspeople have given you. You must
be hungry.

Younger Trav.: Yes, we are, and dirty, too.
Look at our clothes. Those children
have covered us with mud, and their
dogs have torn our cloaks, which were
already ragged enough. But I rapped
one of the curs over the nose with my
staflF. A staflF is a great help to a poor
traveler, and mine is a very good staflF.
(Shows staff.)

Philemon: What an odd staflF! Why, it has
wings! And there are two snakes on it!
Do I see them wriggUng, or are my old
eyes fooling me ? Is it bewitched, stranger?

Younger Trav.: Oh! no. It is just a good
staflF, that is all.

Philemon: And what a queer hat you have!
And your shoes, too ! Why, sir, you have
wings on your hat, and on your shoes,
and on your staflF! Can you fly? How
light you are on your feet!

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Younger Trav. {sitting down on bench and
letting staff fall) : Well, I am very quick
on my feet, as you see

Philemon (interrupting): But that is a won-
derful staflF! Surely, it is walking and
hopping. And see the snakes wriggling!
Who are you, stranger, and what is your
name?

Younger Trav. : I was just about to tell you
that, as I am very nimble, they call me
Quicksilver.

Philemon : Quicksilver ! Quicksilver ! That
is an odd name. And your friend, — has
he an odd name, too?

Quicksilver : Sh ! You must ask the thunder
to tell you his name. No other vol e is
loud enough.

Baucis: Greetings, strangers! We are very
poor, and have not much to offer you; but
you are welcome to all we have. May I
give you some milk? {Pours milk from
a jug.)

Philemon: Baucis, do look at this staff! It is
really hopping into the house. Look!
Listen ! Tap ! tap ! tap ! tap ! tap ! Here it

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comes! {Staff hops to Quicksilver^ s
chair.)

Elder Trav.: What good milk this is! May
I have some more?

Baucis: Indeed, yes!

Younger Trav.: And I should hke some
more, too!

Baucis (whispering to Philemon): My! what
appetites ! There is no more milk.

Younger Trav.: A little more milk, good
Baucis. We have traveled far, and the
day has been hot.

Baucis: Qh! good sir, I am so sorry! But
there is not another drop of milk in the
house. Oh! I am so ashamed! To-
day I made butter, and used most of the
milk. Husband, there is hardly a drop
in the pitcher. Why did we eat supper
to-night?

Quicksilver: Really, it seems to me that
there is more milk in the pitcher {tajdng
pitcher). Let me look. Why, of course,
here is plenty of milk. {Filling howls
again.)

Elder Trav. {drinking again): Excuse me,
good Baucis, but I must have a little more.

Baucis {aside): Surely, it is empty now.
(Pouring again^ and showing surprise
when milk flows out)

Elder Trav.: Thank you, and now for a
slice of that excellent brown bread, and
some of your honey.

Baucis {cutting bread) : Ah ! You make fun of
our stale bread, stranger.

Quicksilver : Stale ! Stale ! Why, this bread
tastes as if it had just come from the oven.

Philemon {tasting a crumb) : Surely, wife, this
is not the bread you gave me for my
supper.

Baucis: Indeed, yes! But we are all be-
witched, I am sure. Look at the honey.
Never have we had such honey. Our
bees must have been in the gardens of
the gods when they gathered it.

Quicksilver: And these are fine grapes, too.
Do you grow these grapes, good man.'^

Philemon: Yes, but we have never thought
them very fine. They are small, and
not very sweet.

Baucis {whispering to Philemon): These are
strange people, Philemon.

Philemon: Perhaps they are. Certainly, they

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do look as if they had seen better days.
I am glad they are enjoying their supper.

Elder Trav.: I have never tasted better
grapes. Another cup of milk, please.

{This time Philemon dakes the jug and
looks into it.)

Philemon: There is not a drop left. But
wait ! There is a fountain in the pitcher.
Quick! Your cup! Let me pour before
it flows. {Pours milk.) Who are you,
wonderful strangers?

Elder Trav. : We are your guests, good Phile-
mon, and your friends also. May your
pitcher never be empty! And now, can
you give us a place to sleep?

Baucis: Yes, you shall have our best bed to-
night. Let me show you the way.

Philemon {whispering to Quicksilver) : How did
a fountain of milk ever get into our old
pitcher?

Quicksilver {pointing to his staff): There is
the cause of the mystery. I can't tell
what to make of my staflF. It is always
playing such tricks as this; sometimes
getting me a supper and, quite as often,
stealing it away. If I had any faith in

such nonsense, I should say the stick
was bewitched! {Turning to leave the
room.) See it now ! {Staff hops out of the
room after Quicksilver.)

{Early the next morning the old man
and his wife arose, and the strangers, too,
were up vdth the sun, getting ready to con-
tinue their journey.)

Philemon : Surely, you can wait a while longer
until I have milked the cow, and Baucis
has baked a loaf of bread.

Elder Trav.: No, no, kind friends, we must
be on our way. We have far to go, and
it is better to start early before the heat
of the day comes on. But walk to the
top of the hill with us, you and Baucis,
will you not?

Baucis: Yes indeed, and we will show you
which road to take.

Philemon : Ah me ! Well-a-day ! If our neigh-
bors only knew what a blessed thing it is
to show kindness to strangers, they would
tie up all their dogs, and never permit
their children to fling another stone.

Baucis: It is a sin and a shame for them to
behave so badly — that it is ! And I

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mean to go this very day, and tell some
of them what naughty people they are!

Quicksilver: I fear that you will find none
of them at home.

Elder Trav.: When men do not feel toward
the poorest stranger as if he were a
brother, they are unworthy to live on
earth, which was created as the home of
a great human brotherhood!

Quicksilver: By-the-bye, my dear people,

where is this same village that you talk

about? On which side of us does it lie?

Methinks I do not see it hereabouts.

(All turn and look down into the valley.)

Baucis: What has happened? Where is the
village? Why, look, Philemon! there is
a lake now where the village and the
fields were! What has become of them?

Philemon: Alas! What has become of our
poor neighbors?

Elder Trav. : They live no longer as men and
women. There was neither use nor
beauty in such a life as theirs; for they
never softened nor sweetened the hard lot
of mortaUty by the exercise of kindly deeds
toward other men. They had no image

of a better life in their bosoms. There-
fore the lake that was there of old has
spread itself forth again, to reflect the
sky.

Quicksilver: As for those foolish people,
they are all changed into fishes. Little
change was needed, for they were al-
ready harsh and scaly, and the coldest-
blooded beings in the world. So, now,
kind Mother Baucis, whenever you or
your husband have an appetite for a dish
of broiled trout, you can throw in a line,
and pull out half a dozen of your old
neighbors !

Baucis: Ah! I would not for the world put
one of them on the gridiron!

Philemon (making a face) : No, we could never
enjoy them.

Elder Trav. : As for you, good Philemon, and
you, kind Baucis : Since with your small
means, you were so generous to homeless
strangers, the milk has become an un-
failing fountain of nectar, and the loaf
and the honey have been changed into
ambrosia. Thus the gods have eaten
at your table the same food that supplies
their feasts on Olympus. You have

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done well, my dear old friends; wherefore,
ask whatever favor you have most at
heart, and it is granted.

Philemon and Baucis: Let us live together,
while we live, and leave the world at the
same instant, when we die. For we
have always loved each other.

Elder Trav.: Be it so! Now, look toward
your cottage!

Baucis: How beautiful! But where is our
little cottage?

Elder Trav.: There is your home. Show
your kindness to strangers in yonder
palace, as freely as in the poor cot-
tage to which you welcomed us last
evening.

epilogue

And so Philemon and Baucis went back to
the beautiful palace, and lived there many years
in peace and contentment. Many poor and
weary travelers stopped at their door, and none
was ever turned away.

But one morning Philemon and Baucis did
not come with their pleasant smile to ask
the guests of over night to breakfast. The
guests searched the palace from top to

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bottom, but could not find the old couple.
Upon going out of doors to see if they
were in the garden, one of the guests saw two
old and stately trees growing just beyond the
doorstep.

The trees had not been there the day before.
One was an oak, and the other a linden. Their
boughs were intertwined.

Now the other guests came out, and as they
stood looking at the trees, a breeze sprang up
and set the branches moving. Then there was
a deep murmur in the air, as if the two mys-
terious trees were speaking.

"I am old Philemon!" murmured the oak.

"I am old Baucis!'' murmured the linden.

As the breeze grew stronger, the trees spoke
together, as if both were one.

^'Philemon! Baucis! Baucis! Philemon!"
they whispered. And thus the two old peo-
ple spent several hundred years of happiness
in giving pleasant shade and cooling breezes to
the weary travelers who sat beneath their
branches.

As long as the trees lived, a bountiful
supply of sweet milk gushed from the
miraculous pitcher; and I wish, for all

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our sakes, that we had the pitcher here
now!

To THE Pupils :

Copy group 74 of the Vocabulary, syllabicating
and marking the accented syllables.

There are two sentences in the following para-
graph. Rewrite it, capitalizing and punctuating
properly:

president garfield said there are some things i am
afraid of i am afraid to do a mean thing

To THE Teacher:

For suggestions as to the play see p. 257.

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FORTY-SIXTH EVENING

The children were discussing the success of
the play when Grandpa came in. They asked
his opinion of the players and the play.

"You all did very well," was Grandpa's
reply. "And that play teaches a great lesson, —
that of kindness to others.''

Through the open window came the croak-
ing of frogs.

"Humph!" said Grandpa. "That reminds
me that more people than those in the play have
been punished for being unkind."

"A story! a story!" cried the children, as
they drew close around Grandpa.

"Well, this is the story," said he:

Latona, whom you may remember in con-
nection with Niobe, was once wandering with
her infant children, Apollo and Diana, trying
to escape from the persecutions of Juno.

During her travels, she came to the Land of
Lycia.

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The weather was very hot, and her children
were a heavy burden. She was wearied with
her long journey, and parched with thirst.

As she wandered through a valley, she came
to a clear pool, where peasants were gathering
rushes. Thankfully she knelt by the edge of
the pool to quench her thirst, intending to raise
the water in her hands. But the hard-hearted
peasants would let her have none of it.

"Why do you deny me water?" said the
goddess. "The use of water is common to all.
Nature has made neither sun, nor air, nor the
running stream to be the property of any one."

"Bah!" said the peasants.
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In vain she told them how faint and weary
she was, and begged them, for the sake of the
Kttle ones, to permit her to drink.

The wretches rephed only with jeers and
threats of violence, if she did not go away.

And to make it impossible for her to drink,
they stirred up the mud at the bottom with
their hands and feet, jumping about in the
water and mocking her.

Then the anger of the goddess was roused
against these hard-hearted people. Lifting up
her hands to heaven, she said: ''May you live
in that pool forever!"

The wish of the goddess came to pass.

The peasants' backs were united to their
heads, their necks disappeared, their bodies
turned green and white, and all they could say
was "Croak! croak! croak!"

''And that, according to the Greek story, is
where the frogs came from," said Grandpa.

To THE Pupils:

1. Lycia (lish' i-a.) Write two sentences. In
the first, let the subject noun have two modifiers,
and the predicate verb have one; in the second,
have the opposite arrangement.

2. The prefix im means not; as, impossible, not
possible.

3ai

Place the following heading at the top of your
paper, and then arrange the words here given
under it :

Prefix Stem Suffix

Words to be separated:

Impolite, impertinent^ unsafe, teacher, learner^
joyful, unkind, plenteous, fearful, larrihkin, plantlet,
duckling, glorious, streamlet. What is the meaning
of each word?

3. Note a as in care, e as in there. Put the
proper diacritical mark over the first vowel in each
of the following: rare, ere, dare, care, bear, hair,
stair, spare, there, heir, where.

To THE Teacher:

Call the attention of the class to the fact that
d=e. Collect, correct, and return exercises 1 and 2.

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FORTY-SEVENTH EVENING

*'Well, children, what have you been doing
this glorious day?" asked Grandpa as they
came out on the porch where he was sitting.

I've been watching the birds and feeding
the chickens," said May.

"And I've been watching the birds and look-
ing after the calves and the lambs," said Belle.

"And I've been watching the birds, too;
when I tired of that, I went up into the hay-field
to drive the oxen. Last of all, the dog and I
went after the cows," said Ben.

"You certainly have all been busy," was
Grandpa's remark.

"Grandpa, I never saw so many grasshop-
pers together as I did to-day in the hay-field.
Where do they all come from.'^" asked Ben.

"Here is the old story," said Grandpa:

In the old Greek days, Tithonus was a
' lautiful youth who married Aurora, goddess
of the Dawn.

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Aurora asked Jupiter to give her husband
immortality, and her wish was granted. But
Aurora forgot to ask that another quality be-
longing to the gods should be given him,- — that
of never ending youth.

As time went on, Aurora noticed that her
husband was growing older and remembered
the mistake she had made. But it was then too
late to correct it.

Gray hairs appeared, his teeth fell out, and
he became very feeble. He was so changed
that Aurora ceased to love him. He still dwelt
in the palace, however, and was fed and clothed
like a god.

As Tithonus grew older and older, his voice
became fainter, and his face more wrinkled.
His goddess wife grew weary of seeing him, and
shut him up in a distant room of the palace. At
last, she turned him into a grasshopper.

The next time you see a grasshopper,
catch him and look at his head. There you will
find the wrinkled face of the little old man,
Tithonus.

To THE Pupils:

1. Tithonus (ti tho' niis); Aurora (a ro' ra).

2. Make a list of all the nouns that are brought
to your mind by objects in or about your classroom.

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3. Make a list of twenty verbs that are brought
to your mind by things you have done in or about
your classroom.

To THE Teacher:

Call on individual pupils to read exercise No. 2.

Ask that the nouns be used as subjects and that
predicates be supplied by volunteers.

On another day, use exercise No. 3 in a similar
way, asking for subjects, however, instead of predi-
cates.

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FORTY-EIGHTH EVENING

"Oh-h-h-h! It's hot, Grandpa/' said May
as she came out on the porch where the others
were sitting.

"Yes," said Grandpa. "It is hot, but even
on a hot day we may see beauty. Listen to this
dainty little poem":

Midsummer

When the scarlet cardinal tells

Her dream to the dragon fly,
And the lazy breeze makes a nest in the trees.

And murmurs a lullaby,
It is July.

When the tangled cobweb pulls

The cornflower's cap awry.
And the lilies tall lean o'er the wall

To bow to the butterfly.
It is July.

When the heat like a mist veil floats.

And poppies flame in the rye.
And the silver note in the stream let's throat
Has softened almost to a sigh.
It is July.

— Susan H. Sweet.

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"Thank you, Grandpa. I like that, and I
don't feel so warm now," said May.

"By the way, children, this is just the month
for a straw ride."

"A straw ride," said Ben; "what is that?"

"Perhaps I had better call it a hay ride.
We'll fill the big wagon with hay and go off for
a moonlight ride."

"Hurrah!" said Ben. "Won't that be fun?
When shall we take it?"

"Oh, in a night or two, I think," was the
reply.

"Grandpa," said May, "soon fall will be
here, and then winter, and then spring. Then
comes summer again. What brings the sea-
sons?"

"Let me tell you the story of the seasons,"
said Grandpa.

The Story of Proserpine^

Many, many years ago, a happy child,
named Proserpine, used to wander up and down
the country. All day long she gathered flowers
and grasses, and sang her sweet songs to the
birds and bees.

^Courtesy of the Educational Publishing Co. From ''World IQstory
in Myth and Legend."

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The trees bent softly over her, and the
grasses and flowers looked up at her in joy.
Everybody loved the child, for her coming
always meant warmth and beauty throughout
the land.

The people also loved Ceres, the mother of
Proserpine. With Ceres came the fruit and
the grains to ripen for the harvest.

All day long Proserpine played alone among
the flowers, for Ceres had work to do in many
lands.

And Proserpine was not afraid, neither was
she lonely. Every flower was dear to her, and
each blade of grass and stalk of grain nodded
her a welcome. She was indeed the Queen of
the Fields. The great trees, too, loved her.
They protected her and made deep shade for
her w hen she grew tired and fell asleep under
them.

Pluto, the king of the under-world, also loved
Proserpine.

One day, as she sat among the flowers, she
heard a heavy rumbling sound far across the
plain. Nearer and nearer came the sound. It
seemed just beneath the poppy-field — just
beneath her feet.

Suddenly the earth opened wide ; and, be-
hold! a chariot of gold and silver, drawn by-
four black horses, appeared before the maiden.

In the chariot sat Pluto, the king of the
under-world. He leaned forth from the chariot.
As he came near Proserpine he lifted her from
the poppy-field, and placed her beside him in
the chariot.

She screamed for help, but the driver swung
his whip high above the fiery horses' heads,
and before Proserpine had time to think, away
they flew, down, down, into the earth, — down
into the country of King Pluto.

Very sad was Ceres when, at the close of the
day, she could not find her daughter. Whither
had she wandered .^^ Had any one seen her that
day? But no answer came. The flowers were
all wilted. Even the trees had shed their
leaves, and the branches stood out bare and
cold against the sky.

Poor Ceres! "Some one has stolen my
child!'' she wept. "My beautiful, beautiful
Queen of the Flowers!" Then Ceres grew
angry. "Not until she is restored to me will
I work again in the harvest fields," she said.
"Never will I watch the grain and the fruits.
Never will I care for the people of earth. Never

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will I heed whether there is beauty in the land,
or whether there are harvests/'

Alid Ceres wrapped a great black robe
about her, and set forth with a flaming torch
to seek her child.

"O Sun God/' she cried, — "thou, who seest
all that happens upon earth — surely thou must
know what has happened to my child ! "

"Ceres,'' said the Sun God, "I pity thee
for thy great sorrow and gladly would I help
thee. This I know: that at midday, when my
chariot rolled above the fields, the earth opened,
and the chariot of Pluto burst forth into the
sunlight. In the chariot sat the king him-
self. He it is, Ceres, who hath stolen your
child away."

"The earth shall grieve long and bitterly
for this/' said Ceres. "I will have revenge upon
those who allowed this cruel fate to come to my
child/'

Then down from the hill Ceres went with
her great black robe wrapped closely about her.
Her face, generally so kindly, was now dark and
angry.

To THE Pupils:

1. A wry (a riO; Proserpine (pros' er pin);
Ceres (ce're§); Pluto (plu'to).

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2. Copy the first stanza of "Midsummer."

3. In the following lists, put the nouns and
verbs together so as to make truthful declarative
sentences; then change the declarative sentences to
interrogative sentences.

Nouns

Verbs

cats

hens

coo

sing

rats

roosters

meow

neigh

dogs

robins

squeal

bark

pigeons

snakes

low

grunt

horses

owls

crow

hiss

cows

pigs

squawk

hoot

To THE Teacher:

No. 2 should be written; No. 3, oral.

Phonic drill, pp. 340-345.

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FORTY-NINTH EVENING

"Oh, I am so sorry for Ceres/' said May, as
the children gathered under the hnden to hear
Grandpa, as he continued the story:

On, on she wandered, till the sun sank be-
hind the far-off purple hills. By and by, she
came to a fountain and threw herself upon the
green grass to weep.

For one whole year Ceres dwelt beside the
fountain. Every day the grasses grew more
brown and dry. The trees dropped their leaves,
and no signs of either fruit or flower were to be
seen upon them. The vines lay crackling and dry
upon the hillsides, and there was famine in all
the land.

"I do not care,'' Ceres would say. "The
people's loss is no greater than my own. Let
my child come back to me; then will I care for
the children of the earth."

And now a whole year had gone by. There
were neither fruits nor grains left in the store-
houses of the people. There were no harvests to

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gather. At last the people came together and
offered great sacrifices. They begged that both
Ceres and the child Proserpine might return to
the earth.

Then Jupiter sent his messenger. Mercury,
down into grim old Pluto's kingdom, to bid
him allow Proserpine to return.

The old king raged and stormed. His face
grew blacker and blacker. The earth rumbled
and rocked. The people above trembled and
kept close together, fearing that the parched
earth would open and swallow them up.

Angrily Pluto obeyed the command of
Jupiter, for he loved the beautiful Proserpine,
and had made her his queen.

Go she must; but before she passed through
the gate which led to the upper-world, the king
persuaded her to eat one little pomegranate
seed. If she ate that, he knew full well that
she must some time return to him; for every
one who partook of food in the under-world,
must come back to that world again, sooner or
later.

When Proserpine reached the upper air, the
sun was sinking, and there was a sad, yellow
light over all the land.

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"Take me first of all/' said she, "to my poor
mother. Her heart has mourned for me through
all these weary months/'

At the fountain they found Ceres, still
wrapped in her black robe and with her face
hidden from sight.

"Mother! Mother!'' cried Proserpine, "I
am here! I am here!"

Ceres sprang to her feet! "Proserpine!
Proserpine! my child! my child!" she cried;
and tears of joy ran down her face as she clasped
the little Flower-Queen to her heart.

Then a change began to come over the earth.
When; next morning, the Sun God's chariot
rose above the hills, there was a new softness
and sweetness in the air. Already the grasses
were pushing their way up through the leafy
mold, and what had been brown was now green.
Birds were singing, and the leaf buds were
swelling on the branches of the trees.

"The Flower-Queen is coming," the grasses
whispered. And the trees and the birds sang,
"Yes, yes, the Flower-Queen is coming!"

For six months there was joy in all the land.
Never were the flowers so rich and beautiful.
Never was fruit so sweet, nor grain so plenti-

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ful. The people filled their storehouses to
overflowing. The birds poured forth their
song from mom till eve. The squirrels and
rabbits filled their nests, and jumped and ran
in the golden fields.

One day, however, there came across the
earth a sharp cold wind. But Httle did the
people or the squirrels or the rabbits care;
for their houses were now filled with fruit and
grain.

But to Ceres it brought grief. "The time
has come, dear mother, when I must return to
the under- world," said Proserpine. "With
Pluto I left my pledge that in one half year
I would come back to him. But do not
grieve, dear mother. Pluto is very kind to

me.

"Think, too, how generous King Pluto is to
all the earth; for he has promised that every
other half-year I shall return to you to make you
glad. And that half-year we will work together,
making the earth beautiful and providing boun-
tiful harvests.

"So now, good-by, dear mother. I hear
the rolling of the chariot wheels. Do not grieve.
We shall meet again. In six short months I
shall return to you!"

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Thus it is that every year we have six months
of autumn and winter; and in the spring and
summer, Proserpine is back with us, and the
earth is gay with fruit and flowers.

To THE Pupils:

Copy the paragraph beginning, "Think, too,
how generous." Re-tell it in your own words.

To THE Teacher:

Criticise these oral compositions.

Phonic drill, pp. 340-345.

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FIFTIETH EVENING
True to Grandpa's promise, the big farm
wagon, filled with hay, drove up to the door
after supper.

The moon was shining brightly, and the air
was soft and balmy. It was just the night for
a straw ride.

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No sooner had the horses stopped at the
door, than out trooped the children, big and
little, for all the children's friends had been
invited.

Grandpa helped them all into the wagon,
climbed up himself, and they started off, singing

THE LOW-BACKED CAR.

Samuel Lover

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Arr. J. W. D.

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1. When first I saw sweet Peg-gy, 'Twas on a mar-ket day, A

2. Li bat - tie's wild com-mo - tion, The proud and might-y Mars, With

k^ n iu I

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low-back*d car she drove, and sat Up - on a truss of hay; But
hos-tile scythes, de-mands his tithes Of death, in war - like cars ; While

J a ^ ^—

when that hay was bloom -ing grass. And deck*d with flow'rs of
P^g - gy, peace - f ul god - dess. Has darts in her bright

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spnng,
eye,

No flower was there that would corn-pare With the
That knock men down in the mar-ket town, As

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fff^P^.

bloom-ing girl I sing, As she sat in the low-back'dcar; The
right and left they fly. While she sits in her low-back'd car — ^llian

SUMMARY OF THE PHONIC WORK

SQUARE TABLES

abe ebe

ibe

obe ube

ace ece

ice

occ

; uce

ade ede

ide

ode ude

afe efe

ife

ofe

ufe

age ege

ige

oge uge

ack

eck

ick

ock

uck

ake eke

ike

oke uke

ale ele

lie

ole

ule

ame eme

ime

ome ume

ane ene

ine

one une

ape epe

ipe

ope upe

ase ese

ise

ose

use

ate ete

ite

ote

ute

ave eve

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ove uve

are ere

ire

ore

ure

ang

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enk

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th th

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die

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spr

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CONSONANT CHART

Phonics Comparison Table

Sounds in the Same Horizontal Row Have the Same, or Nearly

the Same, Position of the Vocal Organs.

Breath

p
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Voice

Nasal

n Iry

•eb^ (chorus^

th (thin) 4h.(then)

ch (chin; arch)) .

tch (watch) ) •'

wh w

sh zh (azure)

To teach the pupil to differentiate breath, voice, and
nasal sounds by touch : With his hand on his throat he
can feel no motion when breath sounds are emitted by him,
but he can when voice sounds are sent out. The nasal
sounds may be felt by placing the first two fingers along-
side the nose, with the tip of the thumb at the throat.

SOME PHONIC MISTAKES TO BE AVOIDED

Pu for p (blow out a candle) f du' lor i; wli for w (oo) ;
whu for wh (blow an imaginary feather -= hoc); f for tk
(place the tongue, between the teeth and send the breath
or voice over it) ; tu for i; ku for h

Improper breathing will cause mistakes; sound on the
expiration,

842

In sounding the hissing 9 and hushing sh^ the breath
must flow over the point of the tongue. Therefore, the
tip must not touch the front palate or the teeth, or a
lisp will result.

In sounding /, the tip of the tongue must touch the
anterior part of the hard palate just at the gums, or the
proper ringing sound will be lacking.

In sounding ing, the tip of the tongue must not be
lowered, otherwise the nasal quality will be lost.

Following are the pages in the Finger-Play Reader,
Part I, in • which certain sounds are explained : m, 3 and
12; s, 2; ee, 12; n, 12; p, 14; h, 24; /, SO; aj/, 34; wA, 40;
'W, 44.

Have the pupils use a mirror when practising.

Oral gymnastics should be indulged in when necessary.

If you have a class of foreign-bom children, you will have
to combat many peculiarities in the action of their vocal
organs, which have become fixed through many years'
practice in their native tongue. Let each pupil use the
mirror in these exercises, as this will be found helpful.

EXERCISES FOR ORAL GYMNASTICS

1 . Projection of the tongue as far as possible anteriorly.

2. Movement of the tongue freely within the buccal

cavity.
8. By order: Tongue between teeth; tip of the tongue
at top of the upper teeth ; tip of tongue at roof of
mouth. To be done slowly at first, and then
gradually more rapidly.

4. Open the mouth wide (two fingers). Say, ah^ ee,

00, slowly.

5. Move the lower jaw from side to side.

These exercises, used sufficiently, will give flexibility
where needed ; a few minutes* practice each day on the
square and linear phonic tables will not only give accuracy
in enunciation, but will also attune the pupils' ears to nice
distinctions in speech.

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A PAGE FOR REVIEW PURPOSES

The teacher should always use the pitch pipe in this exercise. Sound
either D flat or C, and have the pupils make their responses in the tone you
have given. Occasionally, the scale may be sung, using one of the phono-
grams instead of Do, Re, Mi, Fa, etc. The exercise may also be varied by
asking the pupils to sing the pnonogram in intervals which the teacher dic-
tates or places on the board in musical notation; as, 1-3-5-8; 2-4-6;
etc.; or:

Sing very slowly

-^-

Ung, ung, ung, ung, ung, ung, ung, ung, ung, ung, ung, ung, ung.

Quality of tone very soft and pure. Pronounce final consonants very
clearly, even if exaggerated. Use the phonogram selected by the teacher.

WORDS TO BE PRACTISED FOR PRONUNCIATION

DiCTiONAKY Markings:

sac' ri fice (s&k' ri f iz)

ga' rage (ga' razh' or g&r' &])

tab' lean (t&b' l6 or ta' bio')

vac' ci na tion (na' shun)

leop' ard (ISp' €rd)

her' o ism (Iz'm)

bron chi' tis (br6n ki' tis)

il lus' trate (I liis' trat or IV us trat) debt (d^t) al' ien (al' yen)

i' vo ry (i' v6 ri) mis' chie Vous (mis' chX vus)

civ' il (11) salm' on (s&m'^n) A si a (a shX a or sha)

ca nine' (ka nin' or ka' nin) iE e tes (e e' tez)

as sured' (a shoored')

chauf feur (sho' fiir')
bou quet' (boo ka')
bi' cy cle (bi' s\ k'l)
hos' tile (h6s' til)
ob lique' (ob lek' or lik')
part' ner (pSrt' n€r)
ro bust' (r6 biist')

Diacritical Markings:

ac cli' mate c6m' r&de

d6c' ile ex t61'

g6n' do la his' to ry

Id' qmr y gri' my

^ n6r' vate
gslpe gla dl' 6 liis

hound ho ri' zon

Ab' \ gal A do' nfo

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Word Choice:

The italicized word in each of the following sentences is wrongly used.
Put the proper word from the given lists in its place.

by learn lovely can love

for teach pleasant may like

1. My father works hy a tailor.

2. We had a lovely time yesterday.

3. Mr. Mannes is learning me the violin.

4. Can I go with you?

5. I love ice cream.

Additional Examples for Practice:

Fill the blank spaces with the proper form of blow,

blow blew blown

1. John the light out,

2. The light was out by' John.

3. Never a gas light out!

Fill the blank spaces with the proper form of grow,

grow grew grown

1. And the thorns up and choked it. — Bible,

2. And out of the ground made the Lord God to every tree. — Bible,

3. When Moses was

he went unto his brethren. — Bible,

The following words may also be taken up: do, go, know, see, come,

FOREIGN IDIOMS

If the class is addicted to the use of foreign idioms, the teacher should
strive to cure this defect. When a pupil uses a foreign idiom, an eflFort
should be made to get him to restate it in correct form. Thus, for "It
stood in the paper," "I find this in the paper," or some equivalent expres-
sion. When the following exercise is found necessary, the pupils should be
asked to use the English equivalents, or paraphrases, of the foreign idioms.

Foreign Idioms

I got a mad on her.

I went on a wedding.

I combed myself.

Yesterday night.

To-day night.

Over yesterday.

Over to-morrow.

It stands like so in the paper.

It stood in the paper.

Two weeks around.

She has a fraid.

I got the heart clapping.

My eats was not ready.

English Equivalents

I am angry at her.

I went to a wedding.

I combed my hair.

Last night.

To-night.

Day before yesterday.

Day after to-morrow.

The paper says.

The paper said.

In two weeks.

She is afraid.

My heart beats quickly.

My dinner was not ready.

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VOCABULARY

1 an gri ly

a bid ing ^ ^^y ;^«

Ab i gay ^ ^}^ f.

AbouBenAdhem^^^,^*^

An tseus

an them

A bra ham

ac ci den tal

aches

ac onite

ac tu al ly

adept

ad mi ra tion
A do nis
ad vanced
ad ven tures
^etes
Af ri ca
aglow
agony
agreed
aisles

A jax
al ien
Al phe us
al tar
Am a zons
am mu ni tion
Am phi on
Am ster dam
an chored
An drom e da

anx ious ly
ap pe tites

ap plies
ap proach
ap prov al
Ar go nauts
Argus
ar range
arrive
ar rows
as cribe
Asia

as sured
attack
At Ian tic
Atlas
at tempt
at ti tude
Auck land
au di ence
Au gean
Au ro ra

a nem o ne
an gles

au tunm
awkward
awry
Bagdad
bag gage

bal ance
balm y
bar gain
bar on
Bar num

bassoon
bathed
Bau cis
beau ti ful ly
Bee tho ven
beggar
behaved
be reft
be wil der
birch

blame

bleak

blood

blur

blushing

boar

borne

bos om

bound a ry

boun te ous

brawn y
breech es
brisk ly
brood
Brook lyn
Brown ing
Bruns wick
Bry ant

bu gler
bulk y

burgh er
bush els
Cae sar, Ju li us
Ca liph
cal la lil y
calm
Can a da
ca na ry
can non
car cass es

car di nal

careless

carved

cas cades

Cas si o pe ia

cav em

Ca wein. Mad i son

cease less

cen taur

cen tu ries

Ce pheus
Cer be rus
cham pi on
chants
char ac ter
char i ty
charm ing
chase

Chau cer, Geof-
frey
cher ished

chief ly
chip munk
Chi ron
chosen
chuck le
ci der
civ ic
clar i net
clash
clean li ness

club
coffee
col lege
col unm
com bat
com fort a ble
com men ta ry
com mit ted
com pan ion
com plete

con certs
con elude
con denmed
con fu sion
con nee tion
con sist
con stel la tion
con ster na tion
con suit
con tin u al ly

CO nun drum

con ver sa tion

coral

corks

Cor nell

cor po ra tion

coun cil

Coun cil Bluffs

Mo.
coun te nance
courier

Cretan
crim son
croak ing
croon
crowds
crunch
crush
crust
cudg el
cul prit

cup board
cu ri ous
cur rant
cur rent
curse
daily
dam age
dan ger ous
dan gled
dead ly

death

dec o ra ted

decree

de fiant

de Hooch

De i a nei ra

de li cious

deny

de scribes

desired

des o late

de spair

de struc tion

de ter mine

de voured

Dick ens

dif fi cult

dikes

Di o me des

di rec tion

dirt y
dis cuss ing
dis dained
dis solve
dis tin guish
dis tressed
ditty
Di ves
di vin i ty
dolts

doom
dough nut
Drake, Jo seph

Rod man
dread ed
dripped
droop ing
Dry ads
Dry o pe
du el
duty

dumb
du ties
duty
dwelt
ea ger ness
ear nest
ech o ing
ed i ble
effect
ei ther

elected
EHab
em ber
em ployed
emp ty
en a bie
en close
en deav or
en dure
en e my

347

en rap tured

ephsih

Ep i me theus

er rand

es pe cial ly

Eu rope

Eu rys theus

evil

ex act ly

examine

except

ex cit ed ly

ex cite ment

ex cla ma tion

ex pect ed

ex plain

ex plod ed

ex tend ed

ex traor di na ry

faint

f al low deer
fam ine
fa mous
fan gled
fash ion
fas ten ed
fate
fault
fa vor ite
f eath er y

feeble

f e ver

figures

files

finally

fish er man

flail

flanking

flask

flaxen

fleece

flesh

flitting

floods

flut ing

flut ter ing

foes

f ol low ed

force

for eign

for ma tion

for tu nate ly

fowls

frail

France

fray

frown

fudge

fully

f u ner al

fu ri ous ly

fury

f u ture

f uz zy

Gan y mede

gar age

gaze

gen er al ly

gen er ous

ge og ra phy

Ge ry on

Gi bral tar

gifts

Gil bo a, Mount

gir die

gladly

glanced

glo ri ous

glum

glu ti nous

gnats
goal
god less
Go li ath
gored
Gor gon's
gos pel
gos sa mer
grace
gra cious

graz ing
Greek
greet ing
grid i ron
gripe
grove
guard ed
guard i an
guilder
gushed

gym na si um
ham a dry ads
Ham e lin
Hanks, Nan cy
Han o ver
har bin ger
har dy
Har p^
har pies
har vest

hearth
heart i ly
heav ing
Hebe
He bron
hedge hog
height
He li OS
hence
he pat i ca

herald

Her cu les

herd

Hes per i des

hew

Hip pol y ta

hiss ing

his to ry

hob ble

hor ri ble

hos tel ry
hov er ed
howls
hue
huge
hu man
hust ling
hydra
im mense
im mor tal

im mor tal i ty
im pa tient
im per ish a ble
im por tant
im pos si ble
inch

in crease
in dus tri ous
in dus tri ous ly
in dus try

infant

in for ma tion
in ju ry
in no cent
in quiring
lole
in so lent
in stru ment
in ter twined
in vis i ble

348

Iph i cles

Ish bo sheth

Italy

Jason

jeal ous

jeers

Je ho vah

Jesse

joined

joke

Jon a than
joy ous
Judah
judge
jui cy
jun cos
Ju no
Ju pi ter
Kan sas
Kauri

Keats

kith and kin

knock

knuck les

Kop pel berg

la bor er

la dies

lair

lam en ta tion

land scape

Latin
La to na
laugh ter
lau rel
lawyer
Laz arus
lei sure ly
length
level
lib er ty

li bra ry
li chen
lim it less
Lin coin
lin ger ing
loath
locate
loi ter
lone some
lo tos

love ly
low er ed
Ly chas
mag a zine
mag net
main land
man do lin
man u script
Ma o ris
Mar ry att

mas ter y
may or
Medea
Medu sa
meekest
mel low
mel o dy
mem bers
Mem phis
Mer cu ry

mer ri ly
mes Sen ger
Mi chael
might y
Mil ton
Mi ner va
min is tered
mi rac u lous
mis sile
mistress

mod est ly
Mo hawk
mo las ses
mole
mon ster
mon strous
mor tal
mot to
mourn
mul ti tude

munch

Mun chau sen
mur der
mu sic al
mu si cian
musk rat
mu ti nous
mut ter ing
My ce nse
mys ter y

Nabal
na iads
na tion
na tion al
nat u ral ly
nee die
neigh
Ne me an
Ne reus
Nessus

New York
New Zea land
niece
nim ble
nom ads

or no mads
north ern
Nor we gi an
nu mer ous
nymphs
obese

obey

ob ject

o boe

oc ca sion

oc ca sion al ly

oc cu pied

oc cur

O ce a nus

odor

of fend ed

of f er ing

oint ment

o pin ion

op por tu ni ty

or ches tra

O re ad

o val

owed

pack age

pad die

Paul

Pan do ra
pa per
par a pet
par tial ly
pas sage
pate

pa tri ot ic
pa vil ion
pearl y

peer

Peg a sus
pelt ed
pen cil
per feet
per form ers
per mit ted
per se cu tions
Per sens
per suad ed

349

Peter
Phi le mon
Phi lis tine
phi los o phy
Phi neus
pho to graph
pi a no
pick le
pic nic
pie bald

Pied Pi per
pil lars
plague
plain tive
pledge
plunge
Pluto
po et ry
Po mo na
porch

por tal
pos si ble
post age
pow er f ul .
praise
preach er
pre ced ing
prep a ra tions
pre pared

pres ence
pres ent ly
prey
prime
prince ly
pro ceed ed
pro ces sion
Pro me theus
proof
prop er

62
prop er ty

proph et
Pros er pine
prospect
pros per i ty
pro tec tion
proved
pro vide
pill pit
punch

purpose

puz zled

pygmy

quake

quell

quench

ques tion

quiv er ing

quoth

racking

raise
rap id ly
rate

re al i ty
rea son
rec ol lect
re cord
rec ord
re cov er ing
ref er ee *

re flee tion
reg u lar
re hears al
reigned
re joice
re lief

re main der
re mark a ble
rem e dy
re mind ed

re moved
re peat ed

re plen ish
re proved
re quires
res cue
retired
rev el ry
re venge
re ward ed

Rhone

rhyme

ribald

right eous

robe

Rob ert

Rome

rough

rouse

rud der

rude

rue

Ryk's Mu se

sac ri fice

saluted

sandals

Sarah

sa tyrs

Saul

scaly

scarf
scar let
scene
scent

scor pi ons
scrap ing
screw
scorn
se cret ly
sen try

sep a ra ted
ser e nade

se n ous
set tied
se vere
se ver i ty
shaft
sheath
Shel ley
sheen

shield

shim mer ing

shock ing

shone

shoot ing

show er

shriek ing

shrink

sighed

signal

sim pie
sing ers
single
skil ful
skinny
slant ing
slate
slew
shght ly
slush y

small er
smooth
snakes
snarl ing
sneak
soaked
snow y
sob bing
so cia ble
solemn

soup
south em

spark ling
spar rows
spears
spec ta tors
speed i er
speed i ly
spied
spir it

spite

spit ting

splen did ly

split

spoiled

sprats

spray

spread ing

sprigs

sports

sprite

stable

stag

stalls

stalking

stamp

stated

statues

steeped

stings

stirred

stooped

stout

St. Pe ters burg

straits

stran ger

streak

stress

strict ly

stri ding

stripe
stroke

350

stron gest
Strug gling
stubbed
stum bled
stung

Stym pha li an
sub ter ra ne ous
sue cess f ul

suf f er
sug ar
sulk y
sum mit
su per hu man
sur ren der
sur viv or
swamp
swarm ing
swarth y

sway

sweet-tem pered

swing ing

sworn

sym pa thy

syrup

tab let

tabor

tamed

Tar ta ry

task
taste
taught
tav ern
tawny
tel e gram
tempt ed
ter rif ie

test
text

theft

them selves
Thes sa ly
thousand
Thrace
threat en
thren o dy
thrifty
thrills
thriving

throats

thrusts

tight er

tinged

Ti tho nus

toad

toiled

tomb stone

tone

tons

torch

tor ment

tor ture

touched

tour

trace

trained

tramp

trans gres sion

trans port ed

Tran syl va ni
trap

treated

trepanned

trespass

tri an gu lar

tribe

trickled

trifling

tripe

troughs

tuft

turtle

tusk

twelve

um brel la

u ni form

u nite

u ni ver si ty

im rolled

U ri ah Heep

usually

u ten sils

vain

vam pire

var nish

vast

vat

veins

Venus

ver i ly
ver mil ion
ver min
ves ture
vie tim
vie to ri ous
vie to ry
view
a vig or ous ly
vi o lence

violets

viper

vireo

vision

vol ley

Vulcan

Wales

wampum

warbler

warned

warn ings
wa ver ing
weapons
weather
wel come
Wei ling ton
Welsh
whet stone
whose
wield

wilted
wintry
woe

wolf's bane
won drous
worried
wor ship
wrapped
wretch ed
wrin kles

wrought
yield ed
yoke
young sters

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