IN SCHOOL AND OUT.
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School-time is coming again; "So much the better!" says Jane, And off, with her satchel and slate, She starts, for she scorns to be late. | |
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But ragged and barefooted Meg Does nothing but wander and beg. Oh, why does she not go to school? Poor child! She's by no means a fool. |
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THE LITTLE SAILOR.
HAD just finished reading the last number of "The Nursery" to my little six-year-old boy. "Read it all over again, mamma," he said. "Why don't the 'Nurseries' come oftener, so you could read me a new story every minute?"
What a silly question, wasn't it? But I didn't tell him it was silly. I sang the frog-song over again with a good many croaks and kerchugs to make it lively; then we all made ready—the two aunts, papa, my little boy, and myself—to go out sailing in the harbor.