The Nursery, September 1873, Vol. XIV. No. 3 — John Shaqi
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The Nursery, September 1873, Vol. XIV. No. 3
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THE
NURSERY
_A Monthly Magazine_
FOR YOUNGEST READERS.
VOLUME XIV.--No. 3
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.
The Queer Things that happened to Nelly 65
The Six Ducks 69
The Bunch of Grapes 71
A True Story about a Dog 73
Pitcher-Plants and Monkey-Pots 76
Under the Cherry-Tree 77
Rambles in the Woods 80
What I Saw at the Seashore 82
Blossom and I 85
How Norman became an Artist 87
A Boot-Race under Difficulties 89
Pictures for Walter 90
The Fisherman's Children 92
IN VERSE.
PAGE.
Rose's Song 68
A Little Tease 75
Sleeping in the Sunshine 78
Young Lazy-Bones (_with music_) 96
[Illustration: THE QUEER THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO NELLY.]
THE QUEER THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO NELLY.
[Illustration: N]ELLY BURTON had been weeding in the garden nearly all
the summer forenoon; and she was quite tired out. "Oh, if I could only
be dressed up in fine clothes, and not have to work!" thought she.
No sooner had the thought passed through her mind, than, as she looked
down on the closely-mown grass by the edge of the pond, she saw the
queerest sight that child ever beheld.
A carriage, the body of which was made of the half of a large
walnut-shell, brightly gilt, was moving along, dragged by six beetles
with backs glistening with all the colors of the rainbow.
Seated in the carriage, and carrying a wand, was a young lady not larger
than a child's little finger, but so beautiful that no humming-bird
could equal her in beauty. She had the bluest of blue eyes, and yellow
crinkled hair that shone like gold.
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