g, so altered in his taste,

mutton-bones, on grass to feast;

e yon rooks, how odd their flight! mitate the gliding kite,

em precipitate to fall

hey felt the piercing ball.

surely rain. I see, with sorrow, go home until to-morrow.

th curly hair and pleasant eye,o loved to tell the truth,

ver, never told a lie.

he trotted off to school ldren all about would cry, es the curly-headed boy, who never tells a lie."

body loved him so,

he always told the truth, day, as he grew up,

said, "There goes the honest youth."

the people that stood near turn to ask the reason why, er would be always this,se he never tells a lie."

62. VACATION. - Miss Priest.

hoolmates, have you seen Vacation? I think she is somewhere near; nding outside, with an invitation, — glad enough she's here.

we all like school in season, hardest lessons too!

ke to know if it stands to reason

uld work the whole year through ?

SELECTIONS IN POETRY.

Say, teacher, have you seen Vacation,
With a smile upon her face?
She has come to bring you recreation;

She is lingering round the place.

Of course you love the young idea
To be teaching how to shoot;

But a look from you when she draws near,
Says, "That's the idea to suit."

Say, parents, have you seen Vacation?
Soon she comes to meet you;
We've the happiest home in all creation;
We will make her welcome too.

Of course we're glad to give you pleasure,
But our lessons now are done,

And we hope you'll give us fullest measure
Of Vacation's sport and fun.

THE

Ex. 63. OUR SCHOOL.

HE primary school, with joy so full,
We love it more and more;

Its precious hours refresh our powers
With strength unknown before.

Her truths from purest fountains brought,
And Wisdom's bright examples taught,
We are taught to read, to write and spell,
And do the parts assigned us well.

Our teacher true, we turn to you,
A guide beloved and kind;
In youth and age on memory's page
Our thanks shall stand enshrined,

69

And when mid life's gay scenes we stray,
Where duties call, where passions play,
Your counsels wise shall ever rise,
Like guards around the mind.

Committee kind, we 're ever pleased
To hear your gladsome voice,
And fondly cling to truths you bring;
They make our hearts rejoice.
And when our youthful days are past,
And years have each a lesson taught,
We'll still remember, here in school,

A cheering word you ever brought.

Ex. 64. -THE OWL AND THE PUSSY-CAT. — Lear

HE Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea

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In a beautiful pea-green boat.

They took some honey, and plenty of money

Wrapped up in a greenback note.*

The Owl looked up to the moon above,
And sang to a small guitar,

"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love!
What a beautiful Pussy you are-
You are

What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl, “You elegant fowl!
How wonderful sweet you sing!

O, let us be married, too long we have tarried, —
But what shall we do for a ring?"

They sailed away for a year and a day

To the land where the Bong-tree grows,

* In the original, "Five-pound note."