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in her nest, and she flew a-bout', be'-ing a-fraid' he would hurt them: he threw a stone at her, which hit her, and she fell down dead. At first he was pleased, but he soon be-came' ver'-y sor'for what he had done, and thought he had been a ver'-y cru'-el boy, to kill an in'-no-cent crea'-ture, while she was ta'-king care of her young ones; and he thought, that the poor lit'-tle birds would now die, for want of their moth'-er to feed them.

So he climbed up the tree and killed the young birds; think'-ing that was bet'-ter than to let them die of hun'-ger. But he could not help think-ing how cru'-el he had been, and was ver'-y much troubled.

Af'-ter-wards, his own mind re-prov'-ing him for the evil he had done, and try'-ing to do what was right, he be-came' a good man, and ver'-y kind to peo'-ple in trouble. But if he had gone on do'-ing what he knew was wrong, he would have be-come' a wick'-ed man.

(See Directions.)

Firm castle listen gird rustle smirk fasten bar'-ley mirth whistle chim'-ney flirt hasten thirst'-y val'-ley chasten thir'-ty bristle whirl pars'-ley cir'-cle in-firm' tur'-key.

EXERCISES.

That girl has come from the castle which we see on that high rock. How firm'-ly it stands ! A high wall en-cir'-cles it, and sol′-diers live in it. The val-ley be-lōw' is plant'-ed with a great va-ri'-e-ty of young trees, and plants, and shrubs, which all look very love'-ly. The chim'-ney of that tall house sends out a great deal of smoke. I hope that none of the furni-ture has caught fire. These men hasten to

see what is the mat-ter.

We will go round the rock and listen to the

mu'-sic of the band.

I dare say there are thir'-ty men in the band. We will not stay long, as I am thirst'-y, and I wish to have

Fasten this feath'-er

some warm milk to drink.

in my hat. That tur'-key has dropped it from his wing. He is pick'-ing up seeds of bar'-ley that have been scat'-tered on the ground for him to eat.

That boy has a smirk'-ing coun'-te-nance. He is pull'-ing up the weeds, be-cause' they pre-vent' the pars'-ley from grōw'-ing. Our Jane is a flirt: she is go'-ing to It'-a-ly to see all the fine things there, and when she comes home, she will tell us all a-bout' them. If we whirl round quick'-ly we shall fall o'-ver the rock. My dog has left us: I will whistle, and he will soon come to us. He makes the leaves rustle as he runs a-long'.

A STORY ABOUT A GOOD GIRL.

One day as Fan'-ny was sit'-ting with her moth'-er spin'-ning, she some-times let her wheel stand still and looked through the win'dōw. The day was fine, the sun shone, and

the ground looked gay with snow'-drops, and gold-cups, and vi'-o-lets; and the lit'-tle birds were sing'-ing and ta'-king care of their young ones; and there were some chil'-dren run'-ning a-bout' and play'-ing near the win'-dōw. I should like to go and play with those chil'-dren, whom you see run'-ning a-bout' so mer'-ri-ly, said Fan'-ny to her moth'-er.

As Fan'-ny was ver'-y young, her moth'-er was sor'-ry that she could not let her go; but they were so poor, that they were o-bliged' to spin and knit from mor'-ning till night, to earn mon'-ey to buy food and clothes, and to pay for a little house to live in. Fan'-ny, said her moth'-er, I know it is ver'-y hard for a lit'-tle girl like you to be o-bliged to sit all day and work, and to see oth'-er chil-dren play'-ing and not to go and play a lit'-tle with them; but you know, my dear, we are ver'-y poor, and have nothing but what we work for. You must be good, and work as much as you can.

If you do not, we shall have noth'-ing to eat ; and you see, my dear child, I work too, and do all that I can.

Fan'-ny knew that what her moth'-er said was true, and she did not ask anʼ-y more a-bout go-ing to play; and she took care not to let her moth'-er see the tears that came in'-to her eyes; be-cause' she thought that would on'-ly give her more pain, and per-haps' make her cry too. And Fan'-ny thought, that as she must work, it was bet'-ter not to fret a-bout' what could not be helped; and that she would be hap'-py, and think of noth'-ing but being good and help'-ing her poor moth'-er. When-ev'-er her lit'-tle com-pan'-ions used to come and ask her to play a little with them, she al'-ways told them she had not time, for that she must stay at home and help her moth'-er.

As Fan'-ny grew old'-er her moth'-er grew weak'-er, and less a'-ble to work. Poor Fan'