"
"Where did it go, Rose?"
"I don't know; away off, somewhere."
"I can guess where, Rose. Don't you know the nest we saw some days ago?
What do you think is in it now?"
"O Willie, I know! Some little brown birds. Let us go and see them."
"All right; but we must not go too near. There! I just saw the old bird
fly out of the bush. Stand here, Rose. Can you see?"
"Why, Willie, what ugly little things! What big mouths they have, and no
feathers!"
"Keep still, Rose. Here comes the old bird with a worm in her bill. How
hard she must work to feed them all!"
LESSON LVIII.
fallin'g counts woes nigh be gun' griefs
stars tear morn'ing Lord each joys
[Illustration: Script Exercise:
When the stars at set of sun
Watch you from on high
When the morning has begun
Think the Lord is nigh.
All you do and all you say,
He can see and hear:
When you work and when you play,
Think the Lord is near.
All your joys and griefs He knows
Counts each falling tear.
When to Him you tell your woes,
Know the Lord is near.
]
LESSON LIX.
whis'tle (whis'l) poc'ket wil'low note filled dead sick
walk ev'ery blew lane lame tak'ing cane took
[Illustration: Girl holding doll and boy with cane standing in woods.]
One day, when Mary was taking a walk down the lane, trying to sing her
doll to sleep, she met Frank, with his basket and cane.
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