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)
_Second Boy._ I sow it; I love to see it come up. I have some oats of
my own; they are just come up; I wish they were ripe, we would cut them.
_First Boy._ What is done with oats?
_Second Boy._ Horses eat them.
_First Boy._ We eat wheat. _John_ says the bread is made of wheat.
_Second Boy._ I make hay; I have a rake and a fork; and I ride in the
cart. I rode last year.
_First Boy._ I ride in papa’s coach; and I walk when it is fair and
warm; but I have no tools to work with; I wish I had. I love a toy when
it is new, just the first day I love it; the next day I do not care for
it.
_Second Boy._ I have a spade and a hoe, and a rake; and I can work
with them; and am never tired of them. When I am a man I will have a
scythe, and mow in the fields. I have a bit of ground of my own to
work in.
_First Boy._ Where is it? pray show it to me.
_Second Boy._ Here; come this way. There; you see I have a rose bush; I
wish I could find a bud. Here is a white pink: they blow in the spring.
Do you like pinks?
_First Boy._ We have fine large pinks at home; but these are as sweet—I
thank you.—I should like pinks of my own.
_Second Boy._ I will give you some slips in _June_; and show you how
to plant them; and I can give you some seeds which I took care of last
year.
_First Boy._ You are good to me I am sure; when you come to see me, I
will ask for some fruit to give to you.
_Second Boy._ I have a pear tree; that tree is mine, and we get nuts
from it.
_First Boy._ We have grapes, and figs, and plums; but I love a peach
best, it is so full of juice.
_Second Boy._ We have none of them; I shall like to taste them. Now I
will show you our bees; the hives stand just by. When we take them up,
you shall have some comb.
[Illustration: Cow and calf]
THE COUNTRY VISIT.
_Miss._ How do you do, nurse? I am come to see you. Mamma gave me leave
to come and spend the day with you.
_Woman._ I am glad to see you here, Miss.
_Miss._ Pray call me as you did when I came to you to stay; you were so
good to me! you soon made me well. I like you should say, My dear. I
love you.—I ought to love those who are kind to me, and nurse me.
_Woman._ I did not think you would have me say so. But, my dear, if you
are so good, I think I cannot but love you.
_Miss._ Where is _Betsy_? I want to see her.
_Woman._ She shall come; she longs to see you; I see her; she is just
by.
_Little Girl._ How do you do; I am glad to see you here, Miss.
_Miss._ Ah, _Betsy_! how you are grown! I should scarce know you.
_Little Girl._ You are as much grown, Miss; you were but so tall when
you were here.
_Miss._ Let us run and jump; and I want to see all your things.
_Little Girl._ Will you like to see the cows? or shall we go and see
the lambs?
_Miss._ O, yes! let us go.
_Little Girl._ They are just by. I have a tame lamb; I reared it with
milk, warm from the cow.
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