has flown away.

it.

There is a black beetle, catch How fast it runs! Where is it gone? Into the It makes a little hole and runs into the

ground. ground.

8. It is cold, Charles, very cold! Pray what do they call it when it is cold? They call it Winter. I wonder what poor little boys do, that have no fire to go to, and no shoes and stockings to keep them warm, and no good papa and mamma to take care of them, and give them victuals. Poor boys!:

9. Do not cry, Charles, for here is a penny, and when you see one of those poor little boys you shall give it him: he will go and buy a roll with it, for he is very hungry; and he will say, "Thank you, Charles, you are very good to me!"

10. I will tell you what, Charles; it will be a great deal colder soon, and snow will come down, and when the poor robins fly against the window, you must open it, and let them in. Well, what do you want, little robin? Only a few crumbs of bread. Give him some crumbs, and he will hop, hop, hop about the parlour, and sing for you. Do not let puss catch the robin..

11. There was a naughty boy, I do not know his name; but it was not Charles, nor George, nor Harry ;-for those are very pretty names; but there was a robin came in at his window one very cold morning-shiver-shiver, and its poor little heart was almost frozen to death.

12. And he would not give the poor robin the least crumb of bread in the world, but pulled it about by the tail and hurt it sadly, so that it died. Now, a little while after, the naughty boy's papa and mamma went away and left him, and then he could not get victuals at all for himself; So he went about begging-Pray give me something to. eat-I am very hungry.

13. And every body said, No, we shall give you none, for we do not love cruel naughty boys. You would not give the poor robin a few crumbs. So the naughty boy went about from one place to another, 'till at last he got into the woods and was lost; for he did not know how to find his way any where and then it grew dark: So he sat down and cried sadly: and I believe the bears came and ate him up in the woods, for I never heard any thing about him afterwards.

Wi-ser, ta-ble, fly-ing, i-dle, rab-bit, mas-ter's, learn-ed, les-son, shin-ing, o-pen-ing, la-bours. Satan, mis-chief, health-ful. Sup-pose, in-stead, improve, ac-count.

Chapter XXII. Twenty-second.

1. There was a little boy, he was not a big boy, for if he had been a big boy, I suppose he would have been wiser; but this was a little boy not higher than the table, and his papa and

sent him to school: i was a very pleasant inorning-the sun shone, and the birds sang in the trees. Now this little boy did not much love his book, for he was a silly little boy, as I told you, and he had a great mind to play, instead of going to school.

2. This silly boy saw a bee flying about, first on one flower and then on another; so he said to the bee-Pretty bee! will you come and play with me? But the bee said, No, I must not be idie, I must go and gather honey. Then the little boy met a dog, and he said, Dog! will you play with me? but the dog said, No, I must not be idle I am going to catch a rabbit for my master's din-I must make haste and catch it.

ner

3. Then the little boy went by a hay-rick, and he saw a bird pulling some hay out of the hay

you come and play No, I must not be build a nest with,

rick? and he said, Bird! will with me? But the bird said, idle, I must get some hay to and some moss, and some wool: So the bird

flew away.

4. Then the little boy saw a horse, and he said, Horse! will you play with me? But the horse said, No, I must not be idle, I must go and plough, or else there will be no corn to make bread of.

5. Then the little boy thought with himself, What is nobody idle? Then little boys must not be idle neither: So he made haste, and went to school and learned his lessen very well, and the master said he was a very good boy. 6. How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day, From every opening flower! With how much art she builds her cell How neat she spreads the wax! And labours hard to store it well, With the sweet food she makes.

7. In works of labour and of skill,
I would be busy too?

For satan finds some mischief still,
For idle hands to do.

In books, or works, or healthful play,
Let my first years be past;
That I may give for every day,
Some good account at last.

Quar-rel, na-tur-ed, fel-low, lov-ing, clev-erly, let-ters, al-pha-bet, vow-els, syl-la-ble, con-sonants, com-ma, co-lon, pe-ri-od, nine-ty, Ger-mantown, Bos-ton, hun-dred, thou-sand, Lon-don, heart-ed, gath-er-ing, Sa-vi-our's, un-cle, To-by, buz-zing, gold-smith, ti-ed, cram-med, pock-et, gi-ant, pas-ture, clo-ver, but-ter-fly, whith-er, go

est, sim-ple-ton, watch-es, help-less, near-er speckled, dif-fer-ent, mo-ment, o-blig-ing, o-be-di-ent, di-rect-ly, un-til, at-tend, de-vour, ex-am-ine, enjoy ing, re-gale, thy-self. Se-mi-co-lon, Phi-ladel-phi-a, ad-mi-ra-tion. In-ter-ro-ga-tion.

Chapter XXIII. Twenty-third.

1. Billy was a very good boy; he would always do as he was bid; he would go quick, and come quick, and shut the door after him. He would never quarrel and do mischief, but was always good natured, and obliging to his play-fellows, and every body loved him.

2. Billy was always obedient to his parents and loving to his brothers and sisters: when he was in school, he would sit still and mind his book: and when school was out, he would go directly home, and not play by the way, as bad boys do.

3. Billy loved his book, and his school, and would play with none but good boys. He said, if he played with bad boys, he was afraid he would learn to be bad too; and he said very right, for good boys should never play with bad boys.

4. Billy is only five years old, and he can spell all the hard words in his lesson; and begins to read cleverly. He does not go to play until he has got his lesson: He minds the wise saying, Business first, and then pleasure. He says, that good boys get their lesson first, and then play.

5. Billy knows that a cow will give more milk than a goat he knows that milk is good to eat; and that butter and cheese are made of milk; and that whey is made of milk. He says that cows are very good to give milk for little boys.

6. Billy knows that there are twenty-six letters in the alphabet; and that six of them are vow

els. He says there can be no syllable without a vowel: a, e, i, o, u, y, are vowels, and all the other letters are consonants. He says, if you would be wise you must attend to your vowels and consonants.—Let this be your plan-Learn all that you

can.

7. Billy knows when a boy reads, he should always mind his stops. He knows the comma, semicolon; colon: period. interrogation? and admiration! He says you must stop at a, while you can say, one-at a; while you can say, one, two, -at a one, two, three-at a. one, two, three, four; and at the? and! you must stop nearly as long as at the period.

8. Billy knows that some places are a great way off. He knows that it is ninety-six miles from Philadelphia to New-York, when it is only six to Germantown. He knows that Boston is three hundred miles from Philadelphia; and somebody told him that it was more than three thousand miles to London.

9. Billy was always tender hearted, as all good boys are; he could never like to see naughty boys kill bees when they were gathering honey from the flowers. He would never catch flies and pull off their wings, and stick pins through them, as bad boys do. He said that God made the flies to fly about, and it is very cruel to stick pins through them. How they whip the poor horses when they haul wood.

10. Billy says that our Saviour's golden rule is, to Do TO OTHERS AS WE WOULD HAVE OTHERS DO TO US. And this is certainly the best rule in the world; for if we are kind and good to others, God will certainly be kind and good to us.

Teach me to feel another's woe,

To hide the faults I see ;