The Nursery, January 1873, Vol. XIII.: A Monthly Magazine for Youngest ReadersVarious
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The Nursery, January 1873, Vol. XIII.: A Monthly Magazine for Youngest Readers
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THE
NURSERY
_A Monthly Magazine_
FOR YOUNGEST READERS.
VOLUME XIII.
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:
RAND, AVERY, & CO., STEREOTYPERS AND PRINTERS.
[Illustration: Contents]
IN PROSE.
PAGE.
The Story of the Sparrow 1
The Little Teacher 3
Katy's Christmas-Presents 6
Little Mischief 9
Becky 13
Robert's Promise to Santa Claus 16
Piggy's Visit 18
Stopping the Express 22
How Smart managed the Sheep 25
How Two Boys passed Christmas Morning 27
Why the Horses jumped Overboard 30
IN VERSE.
Christmas Morning 5
Santa Claus 12
The Johnny-Cake 20
What the Ship brought 24
The Lady-Bird (_with music_) 32
[Illustration]
[Illustration: THE STORY OF THE SPARROWS.]
THE STORY OF THE SPARROWS.
[Illustration W]E are little English sparrows. We have been two years in
America. We were brought over by Mr. Wakefield's gardener. He let us
loose in the grove; and there we have been ever since.
Mr. Wakefield has built little houses for us, and put them on the boughs
of the trees. We go into these houses when it rains hard or blows. Once
the doors of our houses were all blocked up with snow.
The winters here are much colder than in England, where we were born.
More snow falls, and thicker ice forms here. But we like our new home
very well.
Many young sparrows have been born to us. They are proud of being
Americans. They think they are cleverer than their parents, because
their parents, you see, are English. Pride is not right, is it?
There is a bird called the butcher-bird,--a very savage bird,--that
tries to kill us. We have to look out for these butcher-birds. But they
cannot get into our houses: the doors are too small for them.
There is a little bird called the snow-bird, that comes in winter. We
are not afraid of him. He is afraid of us. We drive him away when Emily
feeds us all. Emily calls us naughty when we do this: she threatens to
punish us for it.
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