"O Willie, I know! Some little brown birds. Let us go and see them."
"All right; but we must not go too near. There! I just saw the old bird fly out of the bush. Stand here, Rose. Can you see?"
"Why, Willie, what ugly little things! What big mouths they have, and no feathers!"
"Keep still, Rose. Here comes the old bird with a worm in her bill. How hard she must work to feed them all!"
LESSON LVIII.
fallin'g counts woes nigh be gun' griefs
stars tear morn'ing Lord each joys
[Illustration: Script Exercise:
When the stars at set of sun
Watch you from on high
When the morning has begun
Think the Lord is nigh.
All you do and all you say,
He can see and hear:
When you work and when you play,
Think the Lord is near.