Cobwebs to catch flies : $b or, Dialogues in short sentences adapted to children from the age of three to eight yearsLovechild, Mrs.
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Cobwebs to catch flies : $b or, Dialogues in short sentences adapted to children from the age of three to eight years
Lovechild, Mrs.
Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature; Dialogues; Natural history -- Juvenile literature; Readers (Primary)
_First Boy._ I see two. I see the red cow; and I see the dun cow.
_Second Boy._ I see a hog. Pig! pig! pig! why do you run?
_First Boy._ Now I see one, two, six—yes, ten hogs. Why do you all
run?—Now let us go off.
_Second Boy._ You can not see me.
_First Boy._ You are hid.
_Second Boy._ I see you. Can you not see me?
_First Boy._ O, now I can get up.
_Second Boy._ No, I can run; you can not get me.
_First Boy._ Yes, I can.
_Second Boy._ Let us go to _Tom_.
_First Boy._ We must not go out.
_Second Boy._ I can get out.
_First Boy._ So can I; but do not go yet.
_Second Boy._ Why may not we go yet?
_First Boy._ _D_o as you are bid, and do not ask _why_, is the law for
a boy.
[Illustration: Pig]
[Illustration: Dog]
THE DOG.
IN WORDS OF FOUR LETTERS.
_Boy._ I love the dog. Do not you?
_Mother._ Yes, sure.
_Boy. Wag!_ do you love me?
_Mother._ You see he does; he wags his tail. When he wags his tail, he
says, I love you.
_Boy._ Does his tail tell me so?
_Mother._ Yes; it says, I love you; I love you; pray love me.
_Boy._ When we go out, he wags his tail: what does his tail say then?
_Mother._ It says, Pray let me go; I wish to go with you.
_Boy._ I love to have him go with me.
_Mother._ Here is a cake for you.
_Boy._ Nice cake! See the dog! how he wags his tail now! Why do you wag
your tail? Why do you look so? Why does he wag his tail so much?
_Mother._ To beg for some cake. His tail says, I love you; you have a
cake, and I have none: will you not be good to me? Will you not give
some of your cake to your poor dog?
_Boy._ Poor dog! do you want some cake? take a bit. Here! I hold it to
him, but he does not take a bit.—Take some; O, he has got it all! he
was not to take all. Fie, _Wag_! to take all! Now I have none left. You
are rude, _Wag_.
_Mother._ He did stay some time.—Here, I will give you a plum-cake.
_Boy._ Now you are to have none, _Wag_. You are to have none of this
cake; you were rude.
_Mother._ He did not know that he was not to take all. He can not know
all that you say.
_Boy._ Well, you may have a bit of this. I will take a bit off and give
it to him.
_Mother._ Do so. You are a good boy. We must be kind to all. We must
give to them who want.
_Boy._ Why do you ask for more?
_Mother._ He has not had a meal to-day. He had not a bit till now. You
have had food.
_Boy._ I hope he will have meat at noon. I will ask cook to give him a
bone; and he may have some milk, and he can have some bran. Cook will
boil them for him. Poor dog! he can not ask as _we_ can, so I will ask
for him. _Wag_, I wish you could talk. Why does he bark at poor men?
_Mother._ When he sees a man whom he does not know, then he says, “Who
are you?—who are you?—why do you come?—what do you do here?—I am at
home—I must tell the folks—I must tell that you are here—I will call
our folks to look at you. Come out, man; come out, maid—see who this
is.—Bow, wow, wow, wow!”
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