The Nest in the Honeysuckles, and other Stories — John Shaqi
The Nest in the Honeysuckles, and other Stories
Religion
The Nest in the Honeysuckles, and other Stories
Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Children's stories; Christian life -- Juvenile fiction
What a chirping the birdlings keep up with their mother! They like to
talk as well as Eddie Dudley and some other children, whom I have
heard pleasantly called little chatter-boxes. Children have much to
learn, and must ask many questions. The world is new and strange to
them, and is a constant source of surprise and wonder. I do not
suppose people ever learn faster than before they are six years old,
or ever learn more in the same length of time. They are constantly
observing, and in this way the stock of their ideas is continually
increasing. I once heard a gentleman say he did not like to go
through the world with his head in a bag. He wished to see what was
taking place around him, and it was this seeing, and thinking upon
what he saw, that, among other things, made him a distinguished man.
The young birds are now seeing and thinking, as well as birds can.
Their time for action has not come. Like dear children in their happy
homes, they are preparing for the responsibilities of life; and, if
they honour and obey their parents, as far as birds are expected to
do, and as all children should, I doubt not they will faithfully
perform the duties which will hereafter devolve upon them.
From observations I have made, I conclude the robins neither send
their children to school nor employ a governess for them. They have so
made their arrangements that either one or the other has time to
attend to their education. Sometimes the father, and at other times
the mother, assumes the labour of teaching, and their dearly-loved
pupils are quite as attentive to their instructions as any children I
have ever seen.
CHAPTER VI.
GOING ABROAD.
It was on a bright, warm, breezy morning in early June, that our
friends at Honeysuckleville decided that the home education of their
children had been attended with such success as to encourage the hope
that they would "come out" creditably to themselves, and their
parents. Arrangements were accordingly made, and I assure you there
was much talking and no little excitement and bustle upon the
occasion. It was proposed to spend some weeks in travelling, that the
young people might enjoy themselves, and acquire much useful
information, which could be obtained no other way.
The weather was delightful. A few light, fleecy clouds were floating
in the blue sky, continually changing from one form of beauty to
another. The sun shone forth in his splendour, cheering the tender
grass and the up-springing seeds, and drawing them nearer and nearer
to his bosom. They stretched toward him their feeble blades and
diminutive leaves, as if they would gladly be clasped in his arms; but
their growing roots were striking deeper and deeper into mother earth,
and binding them closer and closer to her.
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