3. Part of the kernels flew one way,
And a part hopped out the other;
Some flew plump into the sister's lap,
Some under the stool of the brother;
The little girl gathered them into a heap,
And called them a flock of milk-white sheep.



VI. SMILES. (35)

1. Poor lame Jennie sat at her window, looking out upon the dismal, narrow
street, with a look of pain and weariness on her face. "Oh, dear," she
said with a sigh, "what a long day this is going to be," and she looked
wishfully up the street.

2. Suddenly she leaned forward and pressed her pale face against the
glass, as a rosy-checked boy came racing down the street, swinging his
schoolbooks by the strap. Looking up to the window, he took off his hat
and bowed with a bright, pleasant smile.

3. "What a nice boy he is," said Jennie to herself, as he ran out of
sight. "I am so glad he goes by here on his way to school. When he smiles,
it seems like having the sun shine. I wish everybody who goes by would
look up and smile."

4. "Mamma," said George West, as he came from school, "I can't help
thinking about that poor little girl I told you of the other day. She
looks so tired. I took off my hat and bowed to her to-day. I wish I could