The Nursery, May 1873, Vol. XIII.: A Monthly Magazine for Youngest ReadersVarious
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The Nursery, May 1873, Vol. XIII.: A Monthly Magazine for Youngest Readers
Various
Children's literature, American -- Periodicals
Then there were some squirrels in a cage that went round and round; and
Birdie thought she should never get tired of looking at them, with their
bushy tails and bright black eyes. She saw them crack some nuts with
their little sharp teeth.
There were also a great many goldfishes in a little pond; and Birdie
watched them darting through the water, and thought how nice it would be
to have some of them at home.
One thing more Birdie saw, which pleased her very much. On the corner of
the street stood a man with a basket on his arm; and in it were four or
five little black-and-white puppies ("baby-dogs" Birdie called them),
all cuddled up in a heap, and looking very comfortable in their
wicker-carriage.
The little girl took good care to point out all the sights to Daisy, her
doll, whom she carried in her arms, and who always has to take an airing
when her little mistress does.
FLORENCE.
[Illustration]
GUESS.
I SEE two lilies, white as snow,
That mother loves and kisses so;
Dearer they are than gold or lands:
Guess me the lilies,--baby's hands!
I know a rosebud fairer far
Than any buds of summer are;
Sweeter than sweet winds of the south:
Guess me the rosebud,--baby's mouth!
I've found a place where shines the sun:
Yes, long, long, after day is done;
Oh! how it loves to linger there:
Guess me the sunshine,--baby's hair!
There are two windows where I see
My own glad face peep out at me;
These windows beam like June's own skies:
Guess me the riddle,--baby's eyes!
GEORGE COOPER.
PRINCE AND TIP.
PRINCE is a small shaggy dog, of a light-brown color. Tip is also a
small dog, but is black, and has short, smooth hair. They are very fond
of each other, and frolic together like two kittens.
Prince is always making acquaintances. He has several places in the
neighborhood where he makes himself at home. He is always welcome, and
he knows it: so he comes and goes as he pleases. Even when his master
ties him, he cannot be kept from visiting his friends.
It was for a long time a wonder to us how he got untied; but we kept
watch one day, and found that Tip, with his paws and mouth, loosened the
knot, so that Prince could slip his head out; and then the two dogs
scampered off in great glee. Prince, or Pinny, as we call him, plays
some funny tricks. When we tell him to shake hands, he stands up on his
hind-feet, and gives first his right, and then his left paw.
Sometimes we say to him, "Now, Pinny, play sick." Then he lies down,
droops his head, and puts on a woe-begone look. We run around him,
saying, "Poor Pinny!" and he all the while seems to enjoy the joke. As
soon as we say, "Up Pinny, all well," he jumps up, shakes himself, and
gives a knowing look, which seems to say, "Didn't I do that well?"
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