McGuffey's Second Eclectic Reader by William Holmes McGuffey
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should be glad to work.
2. I knew a boy who liked a good game very much. He could run, swim, jump, and play ball; and was always merry when out of school. 3. But he knew that time is not all for play; that our minutes, hours, and days are very precious. 4. At the end of his play, he would go home. After he had washed his face and hands, and brushed his hair, he would help his mother, or read in his book, or write upon his slate. 5. He used to say, "One thing at a time." When he had done with work, he would play; but he did not try to play and to work at the same time. LESSON XI. twit-twee bough (bow) twit-twit top'most lock spray mate close'ly ros'y an'swer (an'ser) [Illustration: Bird perched on tree branch.] WHAT A BIRD TAUGHT. 1. Why do you come to my apple tree, Little bird so gray? Twit-twit, twit-twit, twit-twit-twee! |
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