The grass was quite wet, but Mary did not mind that, for she had thick shoes on, and she made a beautiful bright nosegay for the school-room. She liked to make it look pleasant to her scholars, and she opened all the windows to let in the pure morning air, and placed her flower-pot where they could all see it. After she had arranged the room to her liking, she sat down in the doorway to select a portion of Scripture for the evening reading; and then she read a chapter to herself, which was her daily practice. Mary was still sitting in the doorway thinking about what she had been reading, when her scholars began to arrive. [Illustration: ~Third Day.~ Mary waiting for her scholars to come. p. 15. ] Carry Deacon was the first to come, and she ran up to Mary to kiss her, and tell her that she had not stopped on her way to school to see Mike Terry’s kittens; she had only just peeped through the garden-railing as she passed by, to look at his rabbits—little white rabbits with pink eyes. A group of very happy little boys and girls were Mary’s scholars. They had now all collected for school on the green before the door, and they were pressing round Charles Linn to see a new kite, which he had made at home, all himself. Mary had told Charles he might bring it to school with him if he would put it out of sight until recess-time. Charles said to his little schoolmates: We must put it away, Till we go out to play; And then we can try, How high it will fly. Mary gave leave for all of them to go with Charles, down to the tool-house, in the wood, where they kept their playthings, to help him put it away. Some of them took hold of the kite, and one carried the little piece of wood on which the string was wound: and the little ones carried the tail of the kite. After it was put away they all returned to school, in love and good humour one with another. This was Geography morning. The lessons were first said, and afterwards Mary had those who studied the map, to find upon it all the places which they had described in their lesson. Then she took a long stick, or rod, for a pointer, and told them to stand off at a little distance from the map, so that they could not read the names of the places, and as she pointed out the rivers and towns, and bays and creeks upon the map, they could tell her what each one was named. The geography lesson of the little ones, was a set of questions which Mary had prepared; and my little readers who live in the country may perhaps like to try to answer them. In what country do you live? In what State? In what county? Near what large town? What do the farmers cultivate in the part of the country where you live? In what month do they plant corn? When do they plant potatoes?