So Rodney took Rose in his arms, and Julia placed her left hand on his right shoulder; and in this way they went through the water to the dry part of the beach.
"We must look out for this sly tide the next time," said little Rose as she ran to tell papa of their adventure.
Uncle Charles.
SUNRISE. Come and see the sunrise, Children, come and see; Wake from slumber early, Wake, and come with me. Where the high rock towers, We will take our stand, And behold the sunshine Kindling all the land. You shall hear the birdies Sing their morning lay; You shall feel the freshness Of the new-born day; You shall see the flowers Opening to the beams, Flooding all the tree-tops, Flashing on the streams. Emily Carter. |
LETTER TO GEORGE.—No. 2.
