A Second Reader

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Ginn & Company, 1894 - Readers - 198 pages
Discusses the reasons Europeans settled in America, the growth of the original colonies, and the reaction to the newcomers of the people already living in the "New World."
 

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Page 153 - I'll tell thee: He is called by thy name, For He calls Himself a Lamb. He is meek, and He is mild; He became a little child. I a child, and thou a lamb, We are called by His name. Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Page 175 - So the merry brown thrush sings away in the tree, To you and to me, to you and to me; And he sings all the day, little girl, little boy, "O, the world's running over with joy! But long it won't be, Don't you know? don't you see? Unless we are as good as can be?
Page 145 - I once had a sweet little doll, dears, The prettiest doll in the world; Her cheeks were so red and so white, dears, And her hair was so charmingly curled. But I lost my poor little doll, dears, As I played in the...
Page 145 - I cried for her more than a week, dears, But I never could find where she lay. I found my poor little doll, dears, As I played...
Page 171 - Freddy, and all the snow; And the sheep will scamper into the fold When the North begins to blow. Which is the wind that brings the heat? The South Wind, Katy; and corn will grow, And peaches redden for you to eat, When the South begins to blow.
Page 110 - Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went, The lamb was sure to go.
Page 188 - Where the pools are bright and deep, Where the gray trout lies asleep, Up the river and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me.
Page 181 - You're nicer in your own bright gown ; The little children love you; Be the best buttercup you can, And think no flower above you.
Page 179 - I think I never heard Of anything so mean." n " It is very cruel, too," Said little Alice Neal; " I wonder if he knew How sad the bird would feel?
Page 177 - Bow-wow! I wouldn't be so mean, anyhow! I gave hairs the nest to make, But the nest I did not take. Not I,

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