Mary thought a minute what she should do, and then she told Charles Linn, (who was the largest boy in the school,) to run home to his mother, and ask her to please to lend a pair of Lucy’s shoes and stockings, for a little girl to wear, who had come to school very wet. Charles Linn was an obliging, lively boy, and he ran off at once. While he was gone, Mary took off Carry’s wet shawl, and sent her into the little room adjoining the school-room, to wash her face and her feet. There was a pitcher of water out in the little room, and soap, and a basin, and a cup, and a towel. Before Carry had done washing her feet, Charles Linn came back with the dry shoes and stockings. Then Mary went out to Carry, and she helped her to put them on. And she took a little pocket comb out of her pocket, and combed Carry’s hair smoothly, and then brought her into school. Mary was sure Carry had done something wrong, but she did not ask her about it, because Carry always told the truth. Mary thought she would be very kind to Carry, and then Carry would perhaps come and tell her about the mishaps of her walk to school, without being asked. Carry was a very giddy, careless little girl, and she sometimes forgot to do as she was told, when she did not really mean to be naughty. This was Grammar morning; and while Mary attended to the grammar-class, Harry, and Lily, and Ellen Raby, looked over their spelling-lesson. Charles Linn was at the head of the grammar-class. Mary asked Charles if he could tell her what a NOUN was? Charles said, a noun was the grammatical name of any thing that we could see, or feel, or taste, or smell. Mary asked the scholar who stood next in the class, to point to something in the room which was a noun. She pointed to a book, and Mary said, “That is right.” Then Mary asked the next one, why book was a noun, and her little scholar could not tell. The one who stood below her answered. She said, book was a noun because we could see it; and she went above the girl who had missed. Mary said to one, “Think of a noun which you can taste, and tell me what it is.” And he answered, “Apple.” Carry Deacon was the one who had missed, and Mary asked Carry to think of something which she liked to look at and play with. Carry said, “Kittens.” “Now tell me, Carry, what a noun is?” Carry answered, “A noun is the name of any thing that we can see.” “Then what is a kitten?” “O, now I know,” Carry said. “Kitten is a noun, because I can see it.” Mary questioned her scholars until she thought they understood all about a noun; and then she told them, the next grammar-lesson would be the Adjective. “Now you may take your seats,” Mary said, “and look over your reading-lesson, while I hear the little ones spell.”