McGuffeys Second Eclectic Reader | Page 3

Christmas tree, and he says that you will put nice things on it if I ask you. I would like a gun that will shoot, and a rubber ball that I can throw hard, and that will not break Mamma's windows or the big glass in the parlor. Now, please don't forget to come. I live on Fourth St., number ten. I will go to bed at eight o'clock, and shut my eyes tight. I will not look, indeed I won't. Your little boy, Willie. ]

LESSON IV.
a bove' world dark oft
nev'er spark dew till
di'a mond twin'kle blaz'ing
The Little Star
1. Twinkle, twinkle, little star; How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky!
2. When the blazing sun is set, And the grass with dew is wet, Then you show your little light; Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
3. Then, if I wore in the dark, I would thank you for your spark. I could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so.
4. And when I am sound asleep, Oft you through my window peep; For you never shut your eye, Till the sun is in the sky.

LESSON V.
be hind' to geth'er nob'le Scotch
Dodg'er min'utes crib wag'on
ter'ri er coun'try scold fel'low
shag'gy frisk'i ly fits cel'lar
guards New'found land yard har'ness
[Illustration: Two dogs, one large, the other a small puppy.]
TWO DOGS.
1. James White has two dogs. One is a Newfoundland dog, and the other is a Scotch terrier.
2. The Newfoundland is a large, noble fellow. He is black, with a white spot, and with long, shaggy hair. His name is Sport.
3. Sport is a good watchdog, and a kind playfellow. Every night he guards the house while James and his father are asleep.
4. In the daytime, James often uses Sport for his horse. He has a little wagon, and a set of small harness which just fits the dog.
5. He hitches Sport to this wagon, and drives over the country. In this way, he can go almost as fast as his father with the old family horse.
6. The name of James's Scotch terrier is Dodger. He is called Dodger because he jumps about so friskily. He is up on a chair, under the table, behind the door, down cellar, and out in the yard,--all in a minute.
7. Dodger has very bright eyes, and he does many funny things. He likes to put his paws up on the crib, and watch the baby.
8. The other day he took baby's red stocking, and had great fun with it; but he spoiled it in his play, and James had to scold him.
9. Everyone likes to see James White with his two dogs. They always seem very happy together.

LESSON VI.
bet ween' bu'reau (-ro) stairs nee'dle
a fraid' shad'ow held stir
AFRAID IN THE DARK.
1. "Willie, will you run upstairs, and get my needle book from the bureau?"
2. But Willie did not stir. "Willie!" said mamma. She thought he had not heard.
3. "I'm afraid," said Willie.
4. "Afraid of what?"
5. "It's dark up there."
6. "What is the dark?" asked mamma. "See! It is nothing but a shadow." And she held her hand between the lamp and the workbasket on the table.
[Illustration: Mother, seated in rocking chair, kerosene lamp on table, boy standing, examining his shadow on the wall.]
7. "Now it is dark in the basket; but as soon as I take my hand away, it is light."
8. "Come and stand between the lamp and the wall, Willie. See! There is your shadow on the wall. Can your shadow hurt you?"
9. "Oh no, mamma! I am sure it can not hurt me."
10. "Well, the dark is only a big shadow over everything."
11. "What makes the big shadow, mamma?"
12. "I will tell you all about that, Willie, when you are a little older. But now, I wish you would find me a brave boy who is not afraid of shadows, to run upstairs and get my needlebook."
13. "I am bravo, mamma. I will go. --Here it is."
14. "Thank you, my brave little man. You see the dark didn't hurt you."
SLATE WORK.
[Illustration: Script Exercise:
Beautiful faces are they that wear The light of a pleasant spirit there; Beautiful hands are they that do Deeds that are noble good and true; Beautiful feet are they that go Swiftly to lighten another's woe. ]

LESSON VII.
spi'ders tick'ling stay neck nose se'cret crawls
legs beck ope goes toes speck choose
dot nod shoes spread be lieve' six
[Illustration: Mother and baby watching fly on the wall.]
BABY BYE.
1. Baby Bye, Here's a fly; We will watch him, you and I. How he crawls Up the walls, Yet he never falls! I believe with six such legs You and I could walk on eggs. There he goes On his toes, Tickling Baby's nose.
2. Spots of red Dot his head; Rainbows on his back