Josephine Pollard.
Hereare two little boys and two little rabbits, all down on the ground.The two boys are just the same age. They are twin brothers. Their names are Paul and John.The girl who stands near them is their sister Jane. She is quite a little girl, as you see; but she is full three years older than the boys: so she takes great care of them.Growing every dayYou would laugh to see Paul and John try to lift their rabbits by the ears. The rabbits look most as large as the boys. Butthe boys are growing larger and stronger every day.
Hereare two little boys and two little rabbits, all down on the ground.
The two boys are just the same age. They are twin brothers. Their names are Paul and John.
The girl who stands near them is their sister Jane. She is quite a little girl, as you see; but she is full three years older than the boys: so she takes great care of them.
Growing every day
You would laugh to see Paul and John try to lift their rabbits by the ears. The rabbits look most as large as the boys. Butthe boys are growing larger and stronger every day.
A. B. C.
Tobacco and Egg
Ourhouse had a long back piazza, covered all over with grape-vines, with steps going down to the yard.
I discovered that by standing on my tip-toes, half way up the steps, I could see into the next yard, where there grew such different flowers from ours, and where there often came a little girl of six or seven—about my own age—to gather bouquets.
She did not see me at first: so, for many days, I quietly watched the stout little figure. During one of my observations, her mother called her, and such a name as she had! The call, as I heard it, was "Tobacco, my daughter!"
I felt deeply for the girl who was afflicted by such a name. I determined to throw her the finest bunch of grapes on our vine by way of consolation.
Some days after, when I was giving my large family of dolls an airing in the garden, I saw a small face staring at me just over the top of the fence. Being familiar with the position myself, I was not alarmed, but hastened to mount to the same level on my side, and offer some grapes.
After a long stare on the part of both of us, I timidly broke the silence by asking, "What is your name?"
"Rebecca," was the reply.
"Why," I said, "I was pitying you all this time, thinking you were called Tobacco."
"Oh, no!" she cried, "it is not so bad as that. You have a funny name, though. I have often wondered how you came to have such a name. Perhaps you were born on Easter-Monday, or were very fond of eggs."
"What can you mean?" I replied. "I don't see any thing funny about my name: I am told it is pretty."
"Well, I should not call it pretty exactly," she giggled: "it always makes me feel hungry."
"Hungry?" I was trying to be friendly; but I did feel slightly offended at this. At last, just as tears of vexation were rising to my eyes, I thought of asking, "What do you think my name is?"
"Why, Egg, of course."
"Oh the idea of such a thing!" We both laughed till we nearly fell off our perches. As soon as I was sober enough, I made haste to explain that my name was Agnes, but that my brothers and sisters called me "Ag." It must have been "Ag" that she heard, and thought it was Egg.
Agnes.
ANCIENT ARMOR.ANCIENT ARMOR.
The Apple Tree
Words byClara D. Bates. Music byT. Crampton.
Music
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1. Up in the apple tree,See the rosy cheeks:See the balls that look like gold:See the crimson streaks.In the lovely autumn day,Bright as in the bloom of May,Filled with fruit and fair to see,Is the apple tree.2. Under the apple tree,See the rosy cheeks:Little Jinx the baby boy;What is it he seeks?Ah! his tiny teeth are white,And are eager for a bite,—Such a tempting store to see,Is the apple tree.3. Under the apple tree,Other rosy cheeks:Edith, Mabel, Golden-Locks:Full of merry freaks,Here they run and there they run,Shouting merrily if oneFallen in the group they see,From the apple tree.
Transcriber's NotesThe July edition of the Nursery had a table of contents for the next six issues of the year. This table was divided to cover each specific issue. A title page copied from this same July edition was also used for this number and the issue number added after the Volume number.Page 150, single quotation mark changed to double (them a tune,")Page 159, double quotation mark added to text (fond of eggs.")
The July edition of the Nursery had a table of contents for the next six issues of the year. This table was divided to cover each specific issue. A title page copied from this same July edition was also used for this number and the issue number added after the Volume number.
Page 150, single quotation mark changed to double (them a tune,")
Page 159, double quotation mark added to text (fond of eggs.")