Produced by Emmy, Juliet Sutherland and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net THE NURSERY _A Monthly Magazine_ FOR YOUNGEST READERS. VOLUME XIV.--No. 2 BOSTON: JOHN L. SHOREY, No. 36, BROMFIELD STREET. 1873. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by JOHN L. SHOREY, In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington. BOSTON: STEREOTYPED AND PRINTED BY RAND, AVERY, & CO. [Illustration: CONTENTS.] IN PROSE. PAGE. Clear the Coast 161 A Letter to Santa Claus 165 The Boy and the Nuts 166 Eddy's Thanksgiving 167 Benny's Arithmetic Lesson 170 Grandpa's Boots 171 What Jessie Cortrell did 173 The Balloon 178 The Starling and the Sparrows 181 The Sprained Ankle 187 IN VERSE. PAGE. Who is it? 164 The Acorns 175 Grandmother's Birthday 176 What the Cat said to the Monkey 180 The Tea-Party 185 [Illustration] [Illustration: "CLEAR THE COAST."] "CLEAR THE COAST!" "[Illustration: C]LEAR the coast! clear the coast!" cried Albert and Frank, as they came down hill swiftly on Frank's new sled. "Look out for that woman!" cried little Harry, who was standing at the top of the hill. A poor German woman was crossing the road. She had a large basket full of bundles, which she carried on her head. In her right hand she had an umbrella and a tin pail, and on her arm another basket. Truly, seeing that the roads were slippery, she had more than her share of burdens. She tried to get out of the way; but Frank's new sled was such a swift runner, that it came near striking her, and caused her to nearly lose her balance, putting her at the same time into a great fright. "You bad boys, you almost threw me down!" she exclaimed, when she recovered from the start they had given her, and looked around to see if she had dropped any of her bundles. But down the hill they rushed on their sled, Frank losing his hat in their descent, but little caring for that in his delight. The two boys, after reaching the foot of the hill, turned, and began to drag their sled up again. "That woman," said Frank, "called us bad boys. Let us tell her that we are not bad boys. We did not mean to run her down." "Here comes Harry, running. What has he got to say?" asked Albert.