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ADVERTISEMENT TO THE STEREOTYPE EDITION.
The patronage extended to this little manual has been greater than was ever anticipated by the compiler. In the short space of three months the publishers have disposed of more than one thousand copies; In almost every instance where it has been examined by the superintending School Committees of the several districts, it has been recommended as a general reading book.
In offering a stereotype edition to the public, the compiler would tender his grateful acknowledgements to those who have thus rewarded his labors. He would renewedly invite the attention of parents, teachers, and others interested in juvenile education, to a careful examination of the work-believing, as he confidently does, that the book needs only to be generally known, to be introduced into all our primary schools January, 1831.
LOVE your brothers and sisters. Do not tease nor vex them, nor call them names; and never let your hands be raised to strike them.
If they have any thing which you would like to have, do not be angry with them, or want to get it from them. If you have any thing they like, share it with them.
Your parents grieve when they see you quarrel; they love you all, and they wish you to love one another, and to live in peace and friendsnip. People will not speak, or think well of you, if Tex do not behave kindly to your parents, and to rou brothers and sisters.
"Whom," say they, "will persons love or be kind to, if they do not love their own father and mother, who have done so much for them; and their own brothers and sisters, who have the same homes as they have, and who are brought up with them."
Love your father and mother; they love you and have taken care of you ever since you were born; they loved you, and took care of you, even when you could not help yourselves, or when you could not talk, nor walk about, nor do scarcely any thing but cry, and give a great deal of trouble.
Who is so kind to you as your parents are? Who takes so much pains to instruct you? Who taught you almost every thing you know? Who provides food for you, and clothes, and warm beds to sleep on at night?
Who is so glad when you are pleased, and so sorry when you are troubled? When you are sick, and in pain, who pities you, and tenderly waits upon you? Who prays to God to give you health, and strength, and every good thing? It is your parents. You should therefore do all in your power to make them happy.
Two parrots were confined together in a large cage. The cup which held their food was put at the bottom of the cage. They commonly sat on the same perch, and close beside each other.
Whenever one of them went down for food, the other always followed; and when they had eaten
enough, they hastened together to the highest perch of the cage.
They lived four years in this state of confiement; and always showed a strong affection for each other. At the end of this time, the female grew very weak, and had all the marks of old age.
Her legs swelled, and she was no longer able to go to the bottom of the cage to take her food: but her companion went and brought it to her. He carried it in his bill, and emptied it into hers.
This affectionate bird continued to feed his mate in this manner, for four months, but her weakness increased every day. At last she was unable to sit on the perch, and remained crouched at the bottom of the cage. Sometimes she tried to get up to the lower perch, but was not able.
Her companion did all that he could to assist her. He often took hold of the upper part of her wing with his bill, and tried to draw her up to him. His looks and his motions showed a great desire to help her, and to make her sufferings less.
But the sight was still more affecting, when the female was dying. Her distressed companion went round and round her a long time, without stopping. He tried at last to open her bill, that he might give her some food. His trouble increased every moment. He went to and from her, with the utmost appearance of distress. Sometimes he made the most mournful cries; at other times, he fixed his eyes on his mate, and was silent; but his looks showed the deepest sorrow.
His companion at length died: and this affectionate and interesting bird grew weaker and weaker from that time; and lived only a few months
This is an affecting lesson to teach us to be kind and loving, and very helpful to one another ; and to those persons, in particular who are nearly connected with us, and who stand in need of our assistance.
There is a pretty robin flying about the room. We must give him something to eat. Fetch some bread for him. Throw the orumbs on the floor Eat pretty robin, eat. He will not eat; I believe he is afraid of us. He looks about, and wonders
where he is!
O, he begins to eat! he is not afraid now. He is very hungry. How pretty it is to see him pick up the crumbs, and hop upon the floor, the table and the chairs! Perhaps, when he is done eating he will sing us a song.