Round goes the mill, which is of so much use to us; for it grinds the corn to flour. And who can tell what is done with it then? It is made into bread; but we must save some to make cakes and pies for good girls and boys.
Ann's papa had a large dog, of which she was very fond, and when Ann had a bun or cake, she would give some to Dash. One day, Ann fell into a pond, but the good dog did not let her sink, but sprang in and drew her safe to land.
Oh, fie! to rob the poor bird of its young. Sure Tom has not been told how much pains the old bird takes to build her nest, and make it soft and warm; and how far she flies, to find food for her young ones. Pray put the nest back into the tree.
How hard these men work! they will soon have cut down that large tree, "Small strokes fell great oaks." And then the wood is of so much use to us, that I do not know what we should do if we had none. Ships are built of oak.
John is a sad boy. He will not learn to read, though Jane takes so much pains to teach him. See how the leaves of his nice, gay book are all torn, and how he pouts his lips. We hope, as he grows up, he will see his faults, and try to mend.
