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aH CHILD'S

PLEASURE BOOK.

BEAUTIFULLY ILLUSTRATED

WITH COLORED PLATES.



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THE

FARMER BOY'S

ALPHABET;

“SPEED THE PLOUGH.”

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PUBLISHED BY SHELDON & OO., 115 NASSAU STREET.







THE ALPHABET, IN FIVE LESSONS.
First Lesson —_—

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After the child can name these and recognise them, he
must be instructed to draw them on his slate; aid the same
must be observed in tne other lessons.

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E ourth Lesson —

Second Lesson











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A shows the Articles that | B for Barley seen is here —

will By Brewers used for makin’
The Farmer help, the earth | beer,
to till.

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C is a Cock, so proud and | A Duck and Drake, and

gay ; Ducklings too,
Ie wakes the men at break | The letter D here brings to
of day. view,





THE FARMER BOYS ALPHABES. 5

The Farmer must have proper implements to
do his work with.

Some of the most useful are the Rake, to rake
the grass and hay; the Fork, to turn it over, and
_ toss it about, so that it will get properly dried
by the sun. The Sickle is used for cutting the
ripened stalks of wheat, barley, and other grain;
and the Shovel or Spade, to dig the earth.



Cuickens are very profitable to the farmer,
and are easily raised.

The Hens lay eggs, which are sent to market
to sell, or kept for the purpose of hatching into
young chickens.

A male chicken is called a Cock. He is
very proud, and crows loudly in the morning,

_ Awakens all the Farmer’s men,
And sends them to their work again.

The Duck is a female, and the Drake is a
male. The duck lays eggs, and sets upon them
for about three weeks, until they are hatched
into young ducklings.

In a few days they can run about, and then
they make for the nearest pond, and swim and
‘dive in the water,



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Ei shows the Eggs the EF’ shows the Flail—’tis used

Chickens lay, to beat
Saved up until next market | The golden sheaves of Rye
day. and Wheat.



G for a Goose may always | This picture does to view dis-
stand, play

It swims in water, walks on | Two men engaged in making

land. Hay.



THE FARMER BOYS’ ALPHABET. 1

When the wheat has become ripe and fit to
gather, the farmer cuts it down; it is then tied
up in bundles, called sheaves [as you see in.the
letter F] and soon after it is taken to the barn
to be thrashed with the Flail, so as to beat the
grain out of the ear, and separate it from the
straw or stalks. It is then sent to market to
_ sell, or to the mill to be ground into Flour.

A Goose is larger than a Duck. It swims in
the water, and delights to eat the sweet grass of
the pasture. Its feathers are fine and soft, and
are used to stuff beds and pillows. The quills
plucked from its wings are made into pens and
— tooth-picks.

Grass grows in the meadow; it springs up
green in the month of May, grows full in June,
is then mowed down with scythes, tossed about
with forks, and raked up into cocks. This is
called Hay-maxinc.

Hay-making season will employ

Each man and woman, girl and boy ;
From morning to the setting sun,

They mow and rake ’till work is done.





I does the Implements dis- ; And J some useful things

play, can give—
That useful prove in making | The Scythe and Sickle, fork,
hay. / and Sieve.



Two noble Kine (or Cows,); L has the Lamb, to show
here see— that he

Healthy and fat they seem | Possessed of Sheep should

P to be. @ | also be.





M shows a Maid who milks , N shows the pleasant Nut-

a Cow; | ting-time,
The Dog looks on and says, | And boys who love to ride
“ bow-wow !” | and climb.





Here is the Ox, so large and | Pigs make fine Pork, and
strong, Bacon. too,

Who draws the plough or | Which farmer boys delight
cart along. to view.



19 ‘THE FARMER BOY’S ALPHABET.

In the fall of the year boys go Nutting in the
woods, and pick Black-berries from the bushes.
Hogs and Deer seek Acorns and Beech-nuts in ©
the forest.

Tue. Ox is a useful beast. The farmer puts a
wooden yoke around his neck, and he can then
draw a cart or wagon with great strength.

Pics and Hoes root in the ground for. food,
and often destroy plants and vegetables, if they
get into the garden. Hogs make good Bacon
and Ham. Brushes are made of hogs’ hair.
The fat of hogs is called Lard.

Wuen SepremBer comes the crops are ripe.
The good farmer gathers the bountiful harvest
which the great God has given him, and thanks
the glorious giver, “who doeth all things well.”
The dead leaves of the trees begin to fall, The
woods turn yellow. Now the Sportsman goes
forth with his dog, and then is heard the bang —
of the gun, and the birds fall dead or wounded
in the stubble. The watchful dog brings to his ~
master the quails, or wild ducks that he has shot.







Two well-fed Quails in Q | The Rack: and Pail, Brooin

are plain, Fork and Rake,
Who feed upon tae ripened | May in the stable standing
grain. | take.



September comes, the gun | A ‘Thrasher at his work be-
is heard— | hold:

The Sportsman fires—he. He works too well to fear the
kills the bird. | gold,







12 ‘ THE FARMER BOY’S ALPHABET

Oats are used to feed horses and cattle, and
they grow fat and strong by eating them.

When ground in the mill it is called Oat-
meal, and in some countries is used by the peo-
ple for food.

Grares grow on the Vine. ‘The vine is fruit-
ful and hardy, and may be trained to creep
around the wall of the house. Grapes are made
into wine. In Spain they are dried and preser-
ved in sugar, and called Raisins.

Wuear is the most valuable grain that the
Farmer can grow. Bread is made from Flour,
and flour is ground wheat. It is the most com-
mon food for man.

Then let us hope that good harvests will
crown the efforts of the industrious Farmer, and

yield us plenty of good Bread.

The Cuicxens in the Dairy see:
They seem as nimble as can be;
I hope ’twill not the reader vex,
To find them in the letter X. =





The Oats and Barley here in | The spreading Vine with
view, fruit is clad;

Together form the letter U. It makes the Farmer's heart

night glad.



From Wheat we ga'n our | To letter KX we now will
datiy br@ad, turn,

With which so inany mouths | With Coop and Basket, Hens
ere fed, and Churn.







-. - ‘THE WIND-MILL.
~ When the wind blows, then the mill goes,
And the miller’s heart is merry ;
When the wind drops, then the mill stops,
Yet is not tired or weary.
The grain is thrown to its heart of stone,
And falls, a golden shower;
From night till morn it grinds our corn,
And turns it into flour.
THE PLOUGH:
Tracking the plough, the seed we sow,
Amid the furrows brown;
The weeds may grow, but the ground we hoe,
And cut them boldly down.
The bee. shall hum, and the summer come,
And the grain shall grow the more;
While under the dome of our harvest home
We will gather in joy our store.

WORK.
All that you do, do with your might:
Things.done by halves are never done right.
One oe. each time, and that done well,
Is a very good rule, as many can tell.
So work when you work, play when yow play,
That is the way to be cheerfal and gay.







The letter Y can scarce con- | To letter ZB we have come

tain pte now,
The Ladder, Tree, and Rick | With Birds and Trees, and
of Grain. useful PLouen,



“Speed the Plough,” our fathers said:
"Twas by the Plough they gained their bread ;
Let us, like them, still keep in mind

The Plough, so useful to mankind

The FARMER, too, we may depend,

Will always prove our truest friend.





THE STORY

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moO PLAY’D HIS PIPE AND
MADE GREAT FUN.

Tom, he was a piper’s son,

He learned to play when he was young ;

_ But the only tune that he could play
Was “ Over the hills and far away.”





TOM THE ‘PIPER'S SON.

Tom with his pipe made such a ndige,
He pleased both the girls and boys ;
They’d dance and skip while he did play
“ Over the hills and far away.”

Then Tom he learn’d to play with such skill,

That those who heard him could never keep still;
As soon as he play’d.they began for to dance,—
Een pigs on their hind legs would after him prance.
And as Dolly was milking her cow one day, ’

Tom took out his pipe and began for to play;
Poor Doll and the cow they danced a lilt,

Till her pail it fell down, and the milk it was spilt

He met with Dame Trot with a basket of eggs,
He used his pipe and she used her legs;

She danced about till her eggs were all broke,
And Tom he thought ’twas a very fine joke.














TOM ‘THE PIPER'S SON.

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TOM THE PIPER'S SON.

To the Lord Mayor he took him, and told all Tom’s
art,

-How he made people dance with a sorrowful heart;

Bege’d he’d send him abroad, and there teach to
dance

All the men and the women and children of France.

Says Tom, “JT am willing to go into France;

Only give me my pipe, and I'll give them a dance :”
They gave him his pipe—be began for to play,

And the Farmer and Mayor they went dancing away.












PLE Simon met a pieman,
Going to the fair ;

ys Simple Simon to the pieman,
“Let me taste your ware.”

ys the pieman to Simple Simon,
“ Show me first your penny ;”
Lys Simple Simon to the pieman,
“Indeed I have not any.”







SIMPLE SIMON.

Simple Simon went a-fishing
For to catch a whale;

All the water he had got
Was in his mother’s pail.

Simple Simon went to look
If plums grew on a thistle ;

He prick’d his fingers very much,
Which made poor Simon whistle.

Then Simple Simon went a-hunting,
_ For to catch a hare;
He rode on a goat about the street,

But could not find one there.

He went to catch a dicky-bird,
And thought he could not fail,
Because he’d got a little salt
To put upon its tail.














SIMPLE SIMON.

_ Simon made a great snow-ball,
__And brought it in to roast ;
He laid it down before the fire,
And soon the ball was lost.

And Simon he would honey eat
Out of the mustard-pot;. —
He bit his tongue until he cried—
That was all the good he got.

Je went to ride a spotted cow,

That had got a little calf;

she threw him down upon the ground,
_ And made all the people laugh.

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e went to shoot a wild duck,

But wild duck flew away ;

ys Simple Simon, “I can’t hit him,
Because he will not stay.”





SIMPLE SIMON.




He went for water in a sieve,
But soon it all run through;



And now poor Simple Simon



Bids you all adieu.







THE

AR AND THE CHILDREN.





THE BEAR AND THE CHILDREN,

on the stairs;—who could it be? The door flew
open, and enter—the Bear, the huge shaggy beast,
with his clanking chain! Tired of standing so long
in the yard alone, Bruin had at length found his
way to the staircase. At first the little children
were in a terrible fright at this unexpected visit,
and each ran into a corner to hide himself. But
the Bear found them all out, and put his muzzle,
snuffing, up to them, but did not harm them in
the least. He must be a big dog, thought the
children; and they began to stroke him familiarly.
The Bear stretched himself out at his full length
upon the floor, and the youngest boy rolled over
him, and nestled his curly head in the shaggy black
fur of the beast. Then the eldest boy went and
fetched his drum, and thumped away on it with
might and main; whereupon the Bear stood erect

upon his hind legs, and began to dance. W’hat





THE BEAR AND THE CHILDREN.







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Bear must of course have one too—and ‘he 4
it tight and firm, like any soldier. There’s
omrade for you, my lads! and away they
hed—one, two—one, two!

he door suddenly opened, and the children’s
other entered. You should have seen her—speech-

ith terror, her cheeks white as a sheet, and
es fixed with horror. But the youngest boy
with a look of intense delight, and cried,
a, we are only playing at soldier’s ”

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LITTLE BO-PEEP’S DREAM.




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LITTLE BO-PEEP’S DETERMINATION.

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Determined for to find them ;

She found them indeed,

But it made her heart bleed,
For they’d left their tails behind ’em.







LITTLE BO-PEEP’S DISCOVERY.

It happen’d one day as Bo-peep did stray
Into a meadow hard by,

There she espy’d their tails side by side,
All hung on a tree to dry.











LITTLE BO-PEEP.

LITTLE BO-PEEP’S REMEDY.

—

She heaved a sigh, and wiped her eye,
And over the hillocks went race-o ;
And tried what she could,
As a shepherdess should,

To stitch again each to its place-o.







HENNY-PENNY.

OnE fine summer morning a hen was picking
peas in a farm-yard, under a pea-stack, when a
pea fell on her head such a thump that she thought
the sky was falling. And she thought she would
go to the court and tell the king that the sky was
falling : so she gaed, and she gaed, and she gaed,
and she met a Cock.

And the Cock said :—









HENNY-PENNY.

‘Where are you going to-day, Henny-penny ?”

And she said,—

“Oh, Cocky-locky, the sky 1s falling, and I am
going to tell the King.”

And Cocky-locky said,—

“T will go with you, Henny-penny.”

So Cocky-locky and Henny-penny, they gaed,
and they gaed, and they gacd till they met a Duck.

So the Duck said,—

‘‘ Where are you going to-day, Cocky-locky and
Henny-penny ?”

And the¥ said,—_

“Oh, Ducky-daddles, the sky is falling, and we
are going to tell thée-King,”*

And Ducky-daddles said,—

“I-will go with you, Cocky-locky and Henny-
penny.”

So Ducky-daddles, and Cocky-locky, and Henuy-
penny they gaed, and they gaed, and they gaed
till they met a Goose.

So the Goose said,—

‘‘Where are you going to-day, Ducky-daddles,
Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny ?”

And they said,—

“Oh, Goosie-poosie, the sky is falling; and we
are going to tell the a





And Goosie-poosie said,—

‘IT will go with you, Ducky-daddles, Cocky-
locky, and Henny-penny.”

So Goosie-poosie, and Ducky-daddles, and
Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny, they gaed, and
they gaed, and they gaed till they met a Turkey.

So the Turkey said,—

‘‘ Where are you going to-day, Goosie- pinae.
Ducky-daddles, Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny ?”

And they said,—

‘Oh, Turky-lurky, the sky is falling, and we
are going to tell the king.”



HENNY-PENNY.

And Turkey-lurky said,—

“T will go with you, Goosie-poosie, Ducky-
daddles, Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny.”

So Turky-lurky, and Goosie-poosie, and Ducky-
daddles, and Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny they
gaed, and they gaed, and they gaced, till they met
a Fox.

So the Fox said,—

‘‘Where are you going to-day, Turkey-lurky,
Goosie-poosie, Ducky-daddles, Cocky-locky, and
Henny-penny ?”

And they said,—

‘‘Oh, Mister Fox, the sky is falling, and we are
going to tell the King.”

‘* And the Fox said,—

‘Come with me, Turkey-lurky, Goosie-poosie,
Ducky-daddles, Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny,
and I will show you the road to the King’s house.”

So they all gaed, and they gaed, and they gaed,
till they came to the Fox’s hole, and the Fox took
them all into his hole, and he and his young cubs
eat up first poor Henny-penny, then poor Cocky-
locky, then poor Ducky-daddles, then poor Goosie-
poosie, and then poor Turkey-lurky ; and so they
never got to the King to tell him that the sky had
fallen on the head of poor Henny-penny.

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THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

TuereE was once a Goose at the point of death,
So she called her three daughters near,

And desired them all, with her latest breath,
Her last dying words to hear:

“ There’s a Mr. Fox,” said she, “that I know,
Who lives in a covert hard by,

To our race he has proved a deadly foe,
So beware of his treachery.

“Build houses, ere long, of stone or of bricks,
And get tiles for your roofs, I pray;

For I know, of old, Mr. Reynard’s tricks,
And I fear he may come any day.”





THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

Thus saying, she died, and her daughters fair,—
Gobble, Goosey, and Ganderee,—

Agreed, together, that they would beware
Of Mr. Fox, their enemy.

But Gobble, the youngest, I grieve to say,
Soon came to a very bad end,
Because she preferred her own silly way,

And would not to her mother attend.

For she made, with some boards, an open nest,
For a roof took the lid of a box ;

Then quietly laid herself down to rest,
And thought she was safe from the Fox.

But Reynard, in taking an evening run,
Soon scented the goose near the pond;

Thought he, “ Now I'll have some supper and fun,
For of both I am really fond.”









TH E FOX AND THE GEESE.

Then on to the box he sprang in a trice,
And roused Mrs. Gobble from bed;
She only had time to hiss once or twice,

Ere he snapped off her lily-white head.

Her sisters at home felt anxious and low,
When poor Gobble did not appear,

And Goosey, determined her fate to know,
Went and sought all the field far and near.

At last she descried poor Gobble’s head,
And some feathers, not far apart,

So she told Ganderee she had found her dead,
And they both felt quite sad at heart.

Now Goosey was pretty, but liked her own way,
Like Gobble, and some other birds;
“Tis no matter,” said she, “if I only obey

A part of my mother’s last words.”



THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

So her house she soon built of nice red brick,
But she only thatched it with straw ;
And she thought that, however the fox might kick,

He could not get in e’en a paw.

So she went to sleep, and at dead of night
She heard at the door a low scratch;

And presently Reynard, with all his might,
Attempted to jump on the thatch.

But he tumbled back, and against the wall
Grazed his nose in a fearful way,

Then, almost mad with the pain of his fall,
He barked, and ran slowly away.

So Goosey laughed, and felt quite o’erjoyed
To have thus escaped from all harm ;
But had she known how the Fox was employed,

She would have felt drea?{:) alarm :.





THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

For Gobble had been his last dainty meat,—
So hungry he really did feel,—
And resolved in his mind to accomplish this feat,

And have the young goose for a meal.

So he slyly lighted a bundle of straws,

‘And made no more noise than a mouse, %
Then lifted himself up on his hind paws, |

And quickly set fire to the house.

T’was soon in a blaze, and Goosey awoke
With fright, almost ready to die,
And, nearly smothered with heat and with smoke,

Up the chimney was forced to fly.

The Fox was rejoiced to witness her flight,
And, heedless of all her sad groans,

He chased her until he saw her alight,
Then eat her up, all but her bones.





THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

Poor Ganderee’s heart was ready to break
When the sad news reached her ear:

“°Twas that villain, the Fox,” said good Mr. Drake,
Who lived in a pond very near.

“ Now listen to me, 1 pray you,” he said,
~ And roof your new house with some tiles,
Or, you, like your sisters, will soon be dead,—

A prey to your enemy’s wiles.”

So she took the advice of her mother and friend,
And made her house very secure :
Then she said,—* Now, whatever may be my end,

The Fox cannot catch me, I’m sure.”

He called at her door the very next day,
And loudly and long did he knock,
But she said to him,—* Leave my house, I pray,

For the door I will not unlock ;





THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

“For you’ve killed my sisters, I know full well,
And you wish that I too were dead ;”

“¢Oh, dear,” said the Fox, “I cane really tell
Who put such a thought in your head :

“For I’ve always liked Geese more than other birds,
And you of your race I’ve loved best ;”

But the Goose ne’er heeded his flattering words,
So, hungry he went to his rest.

Next week she beheld him again appear,
“ Let me in very quick,” he cried,
“For the news I’ve to tell you'll be charmed to hear,

And ’tis rude to keep me outside.”

But the Goose only opened one window-pane,
And popped out her pretty red bill,
Said she, “ Your fair words are all in vain,

But talk to me here if you will.”





THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

“ To-morrow,” he cried, “there will be a fair,
All the birds and the beasts will go;
So allow me, I pray, to escort you there,

For you'll be quite charmed, I know.”

“ Many thanks for your news,” said Ganderee,
“ But I had rather not go with you;
I care not for any gay sight to see,”—

So the window she closed, and withdrew.

In the morning, however, her mind she changed,
And she thought she would go to the fair;
So her numerous feathers she nicely arranged,

And cleaned her red bill with much care.

She went, I believe, before it was light,
For of Reynard she felt much fear;
So quickly she thought she would see each sight,

And return ere he should appear.



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THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

When the Goose arrived she began to laugh
At the wondrous creatures she saw ;
There were dancing bears, and a tall giraffe,

And a beautiful red macaw.

A monkey was weighing out apples and roots;
An ostrich, too, sold by retail ;
There were bees and butterflies tasting the fruits,

And a pig drinking out of a pail.

Ganderee went into an elephant’s shop,
And quickly she bought a new churn;
For, as it grew late, she feared to stop,

As in safety she wished to return.

Ere, however, she got about half the way,
She saw approaching her foe ;
And now she hissed with fear and dismay,

For she knew not which way to go.



THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

But at last of a capital plan she bethought,
Of a place where she safely might hide ;

She got into the churn that she just had bought,
And then fastened the lid inside.

The churn was placed on the brow of a hill, .
And with Ganderee’s weight down it rolled,

Passing the Fox, who stood perfectly still,
Quite alarmed, though he was very bold.

For the Goose’s wings flapped strangely about,
And the -noise was fearful to hear ;

And so bruised she felt she was glad to get out,
When she thought that the coast was clear.

So safely she reached her own home at noon,
And the Fox ne’er saw her that day;
But after the fair he came very soon,

And cried out in a terrible way :—



THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

“ Quick, quick, let me in! oh, for once be kind,
For the huntsman’s horn I hear;
Oh, hide me in any snug place you can find,

For the hunters and Hounds draw near.”

So the Goose looked out in order to see
Whether Reynard was only in jest ;

Then, knowing that he in her power would be,
She opened the door to her guest.

“ll hide you,” she said, “in'my nice new churn :”
“That will do very well,” said he ;

“ And thank you for doing me this good turn,
Most friendly and kind Ganderee.”

Then into the churn the Fox quickly got;
But, ere the Goose put on the top,

A kettle she brought of water quite hot,
And poured in every drop.



THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

Then the Fox cried out, “Oh! I burn, I burn,
And I feel in a pitiful plight ;”
-But the Goose held fast the lid of the churn,
So Reynard he died that night.



MORAL.”

Mankind have an enemy whom they well know, id
Who tempts them in every way ;

But they, too, at length shall o’ercome this foe,
If wisdom’s right law they obey .

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is for Ann, who is milking a cow;

is for Benjamin, making a bow.

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MAJA’S ALPHABET.

’s Georgiana, shooting an arrow ;

is for Harry, wheeling a barrow.

’s for Isabella, gathering fruit ;

is for John, who is playing the flute.
’s for Kate, who is nursing her dolly ;
is for Lawrence, feeding Poor Polly.
is for Maja, learning to draw ;

is for Nicholas, with a jackdaw.

’s for Octavius, riding a goat;

’s for Penelope, sailing a boat.

is for Quintus, armed with a lance ;
is for Rachel, learning to dance.

’s for Sarah, talking to the cook ;

is for Thomas, reading a book.

’s for Urban, rolling on the green; 5

’s named Victoria, after the Queen.





MAJA’S ALPHABET.

W is for Walter, flying a kite.
X is for Xerxes, a boy of great might.
Y ’s for Miss Youthful, eating her bread ;

AND

Z ’s Zacharia, a-going to bed.



THE OLD WOMAN

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ILLUSTRATED WITH SEVEN DRAWINGS BY

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THE OLD WOMAN

AND

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Once upon a time an old woman was
sweeping out her cottage, when to her
great joy she founda silver penny. The
good woman sat down to think what she
should do with such a good piece of luck,
for you must know in days gone by a
silver penny was worth much more than
it is now-a-days; and first of all she
thought she would buy a fat duck, and



THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

then she thought she would buy a hen
that laid eggs well; but after thinking
and thinking for a long, long time, she
thought she would buy a pig! So the
old woman put up her broom in a clo-
set, and then got out her best high-
heeled shoes, and her best cap, and her
steeple-crowned hat, and made herself
very smart, and then taking her good
old stick, the old woman set out for the
market-town, close by.

The way to the town was through
green lanes and across large meadows,
and as the old woman clambered over
the style at the end of the meadow, she
sat on the top to rest, and to think
again on her good luck. Then she went
on again till she came to the town, and
she went straight to the market-place,
and there she found a boy with a nice







THE CLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

white pig to sell; so, after a little bar-
gaining, she gave the boy the silver p_n-
ny for the white pig, and then she tied
a piece of string to one of the pig’s hind
legs, and began to drive him home.

Piggy went through. the streets very
well, only grunting sometimes and run-
ning into the gutter when he saw any-
thing he could eat, until. at last they
came to the stile into the meadow. The
old woman tried to lift the pig over the
lower bar of the stile, but he squeaked
_ and grunted, and wriggled about till the
old woman was tired, and then lay down
and would not stir. Just then a little
dog came trotting up; so the old wo-
man said to him: ‘Good dog, bite
pig; pig will not get over the stile, and
I shall not.gét home to-night.”

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THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

So the old woman held up her stick,

and said:

“Good stick, beat dog; dog will not
bite pig, pig will not get over the stile,
and I shall not get home to-night.”

But the stick would not.

So the old woman gathered some bits
of wood together, and set them on fire,
and then threw her stick into the fire,
and said:

“Good fire, burn stick ; stick will not
beat dog, dog will not bite pig, pig will
not get over the stile, and I shall not
get home to-night.”

But the fire would not.





THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

So the old woman fetched a pail of
water that was standing near, and said:

‘Good water, quench fire; fire will
not burn stick, stick will not beat dog,
dog will not bite pig, pig will not get
over the stile, and I shal] not get home
to-night.”

But the water would not.

So the old woman turned round in a
passion, and then she saw an ox coming;
so she said: .

“Good ox, drink water; water will
not quench fire, fire will not burn stick,
stick will not beat dog, dog will not
bite pig, pig will not get over the stile,
and I shall not get home to-night.”

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THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

So the old woman turned round to the
stile again, and then she saw a jolly but-
cher leaning on the stile; so she said to
him:

“¢Good butcher, kill ox ; ox will not
drink water, water will not quench. fire,
fire will not burn stick, stick will not
beat dog, dog will not bite pig, pig will
not get over the stile, and I shall not
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So the old woman took a rope out of
her pocket, and said:

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ter, water will not quench fire, fire will
not burn stick, stick will not beat dog,
dog will not bite pig, pig will not get
over the stile, and I shall not get home
to-night.

But the rope would not.

So the old woman was in despair ;
but just then a large browa mouse ran
across the meadow, and she said:

“Good mouse, gnaw rope; rope wil:
not hang butcher, butcher will not kill
ox, ox will not drink water, water will
not quench fire, fire will not burn stick,
stick will not beat dog, dog will not
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“Yes,” said the mouse, “I will, if
you will give me some cheese.”

So the old woman put her hand in
her pocket and brought outa nice piece
of cheese; and'when the mouse had eat-
en it: 4

The mouse began to gnaw the rope,
the rope began to hang the butcher, the
butcher began to kill the ox, the ox be-
gan to drink the water, the water began
to quench the fire, the fire began to burn
the stick, the stick began to beat the
dog, the dog began to bite the pig, the
pig he rushed right through the stile.

And so the old woman got home in
time to boil her apple-dumplings.





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HANS FN ie.

Hans had served his master for seven long years,
when he said to him: “ Master, my time is now up,
so please to give me my wages, as I wish to return
home to my mother.” The master answered: “ You
have served me like a trusty, honest fellow, as you
are, and such as your services have been, so shall be
your hire.”

And thereupon he gave hima -piéce of gold as

large as Hans’s head. Hans took a cloth and rolled



Se rrr er rm cn ne gp a me em a

HANS IN LUCK.

up the lump of gold, and slung it over his shoulder,
and began to trudge home. As he went along, and
kept setting one foot before the other, he happened
to come up with a traveler, who was riding at a
brisk pace on a lively horse.

“Oh, what a delightful thing it is to ride!” cried

Hans, aloud. “It is every bit as good as sitting on

achair; one doesn’t knock one’s toes against the
stones, and one saves one’s shoes; and yet one gets
on, one hardly knows how.”

The man on horseback having heard these wise
retlections, cried out to him, “ Nay, then, Hans, why.
do you go on foot ?”

“ Why, you see, I am obliged to carry this lump
home,” replied Hans; “and gold though it be, it
bothers me sadly, as I am obliged to hold my head



HANS IN LUCK.

on one side, and it weighs so heavily on my
shoulder.”

“Tl tell you what,” said the rider, stopping his
horse, “we can make a bargain. Suppose I were to
give you my horse, and you were to let me have
your lump in exchange.”

“That I will, and thank you too,” said Hans;
“but I remind you that you will have to drag it
along as best you may.”

The traveler got down from his horse, and took
the lump of gold, and then helped Hans to mount‘
and having placed the bridle in his hand, said to him,
“ When you want to go very fast, you have only to
smack your tongue, and cry, ‘Hop! hop?”

Hans was in great delight, as he sat on the horse,

and found he rode along so easily and so pleasantly. °



HANS IN LUCK.

After awhile, however, he fancied he should like to

goa little quicker, so he began to smack his tongue,
and to shout “Hop! hop!”

The horse set off at ‘a brisk trot, and before Hans
had time to collect his thoughts, he was pitched into
a ditch that divided the main road from the adjoining
fields. The horse would have cleared the ditch at a
bound, had he not been stopped by a peasant, who
was driving a cow along the same road, and happened
to come up with the luckless rider just at this mo-
ment. Hans crawled out of the ditch as best he
might, and got upon his legs again. But he was
sorely vexed, and observed to the peasant that riding
was no joke, especially when he had to do with a
troublesome beast that thought nothing of kicking

and plunging, and breaking a man’s neck ; and that





HANS IN LUCK.

nobody should ever catch him again attempting to
mount such a dangerous animal. Then he concluded
by saying, “How far preferable a creature is your
cow! One can walk quietly behind her, let alone her
furnishing you with milk, butter, and cheese, for cer-
tain, every day. What would I not give to have
such a cow for my own!”

“ Well,” said the peasant, “ if that’s all, I should
not mind changing my cow for your horse.”

Hans agreed most joyfully to such a proposal, and
the peasant leaped into the saddle, and was presently
out of sight.

Hans now drove the cow before him at a quiet
pace, and kept ruminating upon the excellent bargain
he had made. “If I have only a bit of bread—and
that is not likely to fail me—TI shall be able to add



HANS IN LUCK.

butter and cheese to it as often as I wish. If I feel
thirsty, I need only milk my cow, and I shall have
milk to drink.”

On reaching a public house, he stopped to rest
himself, and in the fullness.of his joy he ate up his
dinner and supper all at one meal, and spent his two
remaining farthings to purchase half a glass of beer.
He then went his way, and continued driving his
cow towards his mother’s village.

Towards noon, the heat grew more and more op-
pressive, particularly as Hans was crossing a moor
during a full hour’s time. At length his thirst be-
came so intolerable that his tongue cleaved to the
roof of his mouth. “The remedy is simple enough,”
thought Hans, “ and now is the time to milk my cow,

and refresh myself with a good draught of milk.”



HANS IN LUCK.

He then tied his cow to the stump of a tree,
and used his ‘Recien cap for a pail; but do what he
would, not a drop of milk could he obtain, and as he .
set about attempting to milk the cow in the most
awkward manner imaginable, the enraged animal
gave him a hearty kick with her hind leg, that laid
him sprawling on the ground, where he remained
_ halfstunned for a long time, and scarcely able to
recollect where he was.

Fortunately there just came by a butcher, trundling
_a wheelbarrow, in which lay a young pig.

“ What on earth is the matter?” asked he, as he
helped the worthy Hans to rise.

*Hans related what had happened, when the butcher
handed him his flask, saying, “ There, man, take a

draught, and it will soon bring you round again. The





HANS IN LUCK.

cow has no milk to give, for she is an old animal, only
fit for the yoke, or to be killed and eaten.”

“Lord, now! who would have thought it?” said
Hans, stroking his hair over his forehead. “It is,
to be sure, all very well to have such an animal as
that to kill, particularly as it yields such a lot of
meat; but then I don’t much relish cow’s flesh—it
is not half juicy enough for me. I'd much rather
have a young pig like yours. The flesh is far more
tasty, to say nothing of the sausages.”

“Tl tell you what, Hans,” quoth the butcher,
“Tl let you have my pig in exchange for your cow,
just out of kindness.”

“ Now, that’s very good of you, upon my word,”
replied Hans, as he gave him the cow, while the

butcher took the pig out of the wheelbarrow, and



HANS IN LUCK.

put the string that was tied round the animal’s leg
into his new master’s hand.

As Hans went along he could not help marveling at
his constant run of luck, which had regularly turned
every little disappointment to the very best account.
After a time he was overtaken by a lad, who was
carrying a fine white goose under his arm. They no
sooner bid one another good-morrow, than Hans re-
lated how lucky he had been, and what advantageous
bargains he had struck. . The lad told him, in turn,
that he was carrying the goose to a christening dinner.
“Only just feel how heavy it is,” continued he, taking
the goose up by the wings; “ it has been fattening these
eight weeks. I'll be bold to say, that whoever tastes
a slice of it when it comes to be roasted, will have

to wipe away the fat from each corner of his mouth.”



HANS IN LUCK.

*“ Ay,” said Hans, as he weighed it in one hand,
“it is heavy enough, to be sure; but my pig is not
to be sneezed at either.”

Meanwhile the lad was looking all around him with
an anxious air, and then shook his head as he ob-
served, “It's my mind your pig will get you into
trouble. I have just come through a village where
the mayor’s pig was stolen out of its stye ; and [’m
mightily afraid it’s the very pig you are now driving.
It would be a bad job for you if you were caught
with it, and the least that could happen to you would
be a lodging in the black-hole.”

Poor Hans now began to be frightened. “ For good-
ness’ sake,” cried he, “do help me out of this scrape ;
and, as you know this neighborhood better than I

do, pray take my pig in exchange for your goose.”





HANS IN LUCK.

“I know I shall run some risk,” replied the lad;
“yet I haven't the heart to leave you in the lurch
either.”

And so saying, he took hold of the rope, and drove
away the pig as fast as he could into a by-way, while
honest Hans pursued his road with the goose under
his arm.

“When I come to think of it,” said he to him-
self,” I have gained by the exchange. In the first
place, a nice roast goose is a delicious morsel; then
there will be the fat and the dripping to spread upon
our bread, for months to come; and last of all, the
beautiful white feathers will serve to fill my pillow,
and I'll warrant I shall not want rocking to sleep.
How pleased my mother will be !”

As he passed through the last village on his way



HANS IN LUCK.

home, he saw a_ knife-grinder busily turning his
wheel, while he kept singing,

“ Old knives and old scissors to make new I grind,

And round turns my wheel e’en as swift as the wind.”

Hans stopped to look at him, and at last he said,
“Your trade must be a good one, since you sing so
merrily over your work.”

“Yes,” replied the knife-grinder, “it is a golden
business. Your true knife-grinder is a man who finds
money as often as he puts his hand into his pocket.
But where did you buy that fine goose?” “I did not
buy it, but exchanged it for my pig.” “ And where
did you get piggy from?” “I gave my cow for
it.” “And how did you come by your cow?”
“Oh, I gave a horse for it.” “And how might you
have obtained the horse?” “Why, I got it in ex-





HANS IN LUCK.

change for a lump of gold as big as my head.”
“And how did you come by the gold? “It was
my wages for seven years’ service. “Nay, then,”
said the knife-grinder, “since you have been so clever
each time, you need only manage so as to hear the
money jingle in your pocket every time you move,
and then you will be a made man.” “But how shall
I set about that 2” inquired Hans. “You must turn
knife-grinder, like myself; and nothing is wanting to
set you up in the trade but a grindstone—the rest
will come of itself. I have one here that is a trifle
worn, but I won’t ask for anything more than your
goose in exchange for it. Shall it be a bargain?”
“How can you doubt it?” replied Hans; “TI shall
be the happiest man on earth. Why, if I find money

as often as I put my hand in my pocket, what more



HANS IN LUCK.

need I care for?” And he handed him the goose,
and took the grindstone. ‘ Now,” said the knife-
grinder, picking up a tolerably heavy stone that lay
on the ground by him, “here’s a good solid stone
into the bargain, on which you ae hammer away,
and straighten all your old crooked nails. ‘You had
better lay it on the top of the other.”

Hans did so, and went away quite delighted. “1
was surely born with a golden spoon in my mouth,”
cried he, while his eyes sparkled with joy, “for every-
thing falls out just as pat as if I were a Sunday child.”
In the meantime, however, haying walked since day-
break, he now began to feel tired and very hungry,
as he had eaten up all his provisions in his joy at the
bargain he had made for the cow. By degrees he

could scarcely drag his weary limbs any farther, and





HANS IN LUCK.

was obliged to stop every minute to rest from the
fatigue of carrying the two heavy stones. At length,
he could not help thinking how much better it would
be if he had not to carry them at all. He had now
crawled like a snail up to a spring, where he meant
to rest, and refresh himself with a cool draught; and
for this purpose he placed the stones very carefully
on the brink of the well. He then sat down, and
was stooping over the well to drink, when he hap-
pened to push the stones inadvertently, and plump
into the water they fell! Hans no sooner saw them
sink to the bottom of the well, than he got up joy-
fully, and then knelt down to thank Heaven for
having thus mercifully ridded him of his heavy bur-
den, without the slightest reproach on his own con-

science. For these stones were the only things that



HANS IN LUCK.

stood in his way. “There is not a luckier fellow
than I beneath the sun,” exclaimed Hans; and with
a light heart and empty hands he now bounded

along till he reached his mother’s home.







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THE ALPHABET, IN FIVE LESSONS.
First Lesson —_—

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A shows the Articles that | B for Barley seen is here —

will By Brewers used for makin’
The Farmer help, the earth | beer,
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C is a Cock, so proud and | A Duck and Drake, and

gay ; Ducklings too,
Ie wakes the men at break | The letter D here brings to
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THE FARMER BOYS ALPHABES. 5

The Farmer must have proper implements to
do his work with.

Some of the most useful are the Rake, to rake
the grass and hay; the Fork, to turn it over, and
_ toss it about, so that it will get properly dried
by the sun. The Sickle is used for cutting the
ripened stalks of wheat, barley, and other grain;
and the Shovel or Spade, to dig the earth.



Cuickens are very profitable to the farmer,
and are easily raised.

The Hens lay eggs, which are sent to market
to sell, or kept for the purpose of hatching into
young chickens.

A male chicken is called a Cock. He is
very proud, and crows loudly in the morning,

_ Awakens all the Farmer’s men,
And sends them to their work again.

The Duck is a female, and the Drake is a
male. The duck lays eggs, and sets upon them
for about three weeks, until they are hatched
into young ducklings.

In a few days they can run about, and then
they make for the nearest pond, and swim and
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Chickens lay, to beat
Saved up until next market | The golden sheaves of Rye
day. and Wheat.



G for a Goose may always | This picture does to view dis-
stand, play

It swims in water, walks on | Two men engaged in making

land. Hay.
THE FARMER BOYS’ ALPHABET. 1

When the wheat has become ripe and fit to
gather, the farmer cuts it down; it is then tied
up in bundles, called sheaves [as you see in.the
letter F] and soon after it is taken to the barn
to be thrashed with the Flail, so as to beat the
grain out of the ear, and separate it from the
straw or stalks. It is then sent to market to
_ sell, or to the mill to be ground into Flour.

A Goose is larger than a Duck. It swims in
the water, and delights to eat the sweet grass of
the pasture. Its feathers are fine and soft, and
are used to stuff beds and pillows. The quills
plucked from its wings are made into pens and
— tooth-picks.

Grass grows in the meadow; it springs up
green in the month of May, grows full in June,
is then mowed down with scythes, tossed about
with forks, and raked up into cocks. This is
called Hay-maxinc.

Hay-making season will employ

Each man and woman, girl and boy ;
From morning to the setting sun,

They mow and rake ’till work is done.


I does the Implements dis- ; And J some useful things

play, can give—
That useful prove in making | The Scythe and Sickle, fork,
hay. / and Sieve.



Two noble Kine (or Cows,); L has the Lamb, to show
here see— that he

Healthy and fat they seem | Possessed of Sheep should

P to be. @ | also be.


M shows a Maid who milks , N shows the pleasant Nut-

a Cow; | ting-time,
The Dog looks on and says, | And boys who love to ride
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Here is the Ox, so large and | Pigs make fine Pork, and
strong, Bacon. too,

Who draws the plough or | Which farmer boys delight
cart along. to view.
19 ‘THE FARMER BOY’S ALPHABET.

In the fall of the year boys go Nutting in the
woods, and pick Black-berries from the bushes.
Hogs and Deer seek Acorns and Beech-nuts in ©
the forest.

Tue. Ox is a useful beast. The farmer puts a
wooden yoke around his neck, and he can then
draw a cart or wagon with great strength.

Pics and Hoes root in the ground for. food,
and often destroy plants and vegetables, if they
get into the garden. Hogs make good Bacon
and Ham. Brushes are made of hogs’ hair.
The fat of hogs is called Lard.

Wuen SepremBer comes the crops are ripe.
The good farmer gathers the bountiful harvest
which the great God has given him, and thanks
the glorious giver, “who doeth all things well.”
The dead leaves of the trees begin to fall, The
woods turn yellow. Now the Sportsman goes
forth with his dog, and then is heard the bang —
of the gun, and the birds fall dead or wounded
in the stubble. The watchful dog brings to his ~
master the quails, or wild ducks that he has shot.




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are plain, Fork and Rake,
Who feed upon tae ripened | May in the stable standing
grain. | take.



September comes, the gun | A ‘Thrasher at his work be-
is heard— | hold:

The Sportsman fires—he. He works too well to fear the
kills the bird. | gold,




12 ‘ THE FARMER BOY’S ALPHABET

Oats are used to feed horses and cattle, and
they grow fat and strong by eating them.

When ground in the mill it is called Oat-
meal, and in some countries is used by the peo-
ple for food.

Grares grow on the Vine. ‘The vine is fruit-
ful and hardy, and may be trained to creep
around the wall of the house. Grapes are made
into wine. In Spain they are dried and preser-
ved in sugar, and called Raisins.

Wuear is the most valuable grain that the
Farmer can grow. Bread is made from Flour,
and flour is ground wheat. It is the most com-
mon food for man.

Then let us hope that good harvests will
crown the efforts of the industrious Farmer, and

yield us plenty of good Bread.

The Cuicxens in the Dairy see:
They seem as nimble as can be;
I hope ’twill not the reader vex,
To find them in the letter X. =


The Oats and Barley here in | The spreading Vine with
view, fruit is clad;

Together form the letter U. It makes the Farmer's heart

night glad.



From Wheat we ga'n our | To letter KX we now will
datiy br@ad, turn,

With which so inany mouths | With Coop and Basket, Hens
ere fed, and Churn.




-. - ‘THE WIND-MILL.
~ When the wind blows, then the mill goes,
And the miller’s heart is merry ;
When the wind drops, then the mill stops,
Yet is not tired or weary.
The grain is thrown to its heart of stone,
And falls, a golden shower;
From night till morn it grinds our corn,
And turns it into flour.
THE PLOUGH:
Tracking the plough, the seed we sow,
Amid the furrows brown;
The weeds may grow, but the ground we hoe,
And cut them boldly down.
The bee. shall hum, and the summer come,
And the grain shall grow the more;
While under the dome of our harvest home
We will gather in joy our store.

WORK.
All that you do, do with your might:
Things.done by halves are never done right.
One oe. each time, and that done well,
Is a very good rule, as many can tell.
So work when you work, play when yow play,
That is the way to be cheerfal and gay.




The letter Y can scarce con- | To letter ZB we have come

tain pte now,
The Ladder, Tree, and Rick | With Birds and Trees, and
of Grain. useful PLouen,



“Speed the Plough,” our fathers said:
"Twas by the Plough they gained their bread ;
Let us, like them, still keep in mind

The Plough, so useful to mankind

The FARMER, too, we may depend,

Will always prove our truest friend.


THE STORY

OF






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moO PLAY’D HIS PIPE AND
MADE GREAT FUN.

Tom, he was a piper’s son,

He learned to play when he was young ;

_ But the only tune that he could play
Was “ Over the hills and far away.”


TOM THE ‘PIPER'S SON.

Tom with his pipe made such a ndige,
He pleased both the girls and boys ;
They’d dance and skip while he did play
“ Over the hills and far away.”

Then Tom he learn’d to play with such skill,

That those who heard him could never keep still;
As soon as he play’d.they began for to dance,—
Een pigs on their hind legs would after him prance.
And as Dolly was milking her cow one day, ’

Tom took out his pipe and began for to play;
Poor Doll and the cow they danced a lilt,

Till her pail it fell down, and the milk it was spilt

He met with Dame Trot with a basket of eggs,
He used his pipe and she used her legs;

She danced about till her eggs were all broke,
And Tom he thought ’twas a very fine joke.











TOM ‘THE PIPER'S SON.

fellow beating his ass, 7 >
ith pots, pans, dishes, and glass;

a jig, and they danced to the tune,
s load was lightened soon.

ca piggy fast hold by the ear,

uall'd murder, and Tom, being near,
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Tom’ Pipe, and bade him prepare

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TOM THE PIPER'S SON.

To the Lord Mayor he took him, and told all Tom’s
art,

-How he made people dance with a sorrowful heart;

Bege’d he’d send him abroad, and there teach to
dance

All the men and the women and children of France.

Says Tom, “JT am willing to go into France;

Only give me my pipe, and I'll give them a dance :”
They gave him his pipe—be began for to play,

And the Farmer and Mayor they went dancing away.









PLE Simon met a pieman,
Going to the fair ;

ys Simple Simon to the pieman,
“Let me taste your ware.”

ys the pieman to Simple Simon,
“ Show me first your penny ;”
Lys Simple Simon to the pieman,
“Indeed I have not any.”




SIMPLE SIMON.

Simple Simon went a-fishing
For to catch a whale;

All the water he had got
Was in his mother’s pail.

Simple Simon went to look
If plums grew on a thistle ;

He prick’d his fingers very much,
Which made poor Simon whistle.

Then Simple Simon went a-hunting,
_ For to catch a hare;
He rode on a goat about the street,

But could not find one there.

He went to catch a dicky-bird,
And thought he could not fail,
Because he’d got a little salt
To put upon its tail.











SIMPLE SIMON.

_ Simon made a great snow-ball,
__And brought it in to roast ;
He laid it down before the fire,
And soon the ball was lost.

And Simon he would honey eat
Out of the mustard-pot;. —
He bit his tongue until he cried—
That was all the good he got.

Je went to ride a spotted cow,

That had got a little calf;

she threw him down upon the ground,
_ And made all the people laugh.

=

e went to shoot a wild duck,

But wild duck flew away ;

ys Simple Simon, “I can’t hit him,
Because he will not stay.”


SIMPLE SIMON.




He went for water in a sieve,
But soon it all run through;



And now poor Simple Simon



Bids you all adieu.




THE

AR AND THE CHILDREN.


THE BEAR AND THE CHILDREN,

on the stairs;—who could it be? The door flew
open, and enter—the Bear, the huge shaggy beast,
with his clanking chain! Tired of standing so long
in the yard alone, Bruin had at length found his
way to the staircase. At first the little children
were in a terrible fright at this unexpected visit,
and each ran into a corner to hide himself. But
the Bear found them all out, and put his muzzle,
snuffing, up to them, but did not harm them in
the least. He must be a big dog, thought the
children; and they began to stroke him familiarly.
The Bear stretched himself out at his full length
upon the floor, and the youngest boy rolled over
him, and nestled his curly head in the shaggy black
fur of the beast. Then the eldest boy went and
fetched his drum, and thumped away on it with
might and main; whereupon the Bear stood erect

upon his hind legs, and began to dance. W’hat


THE BEAR AND THE CHILDREN.







ons fun! Each boy shouldered his musket;
Bear must of course have one too—and ‘he 4
it tight and firm, like any soldier. There’s
omrade for you, my lads! and away they
hed—one, two—one, two!

he door suddenly opened, and the children’s
other entered. You should have seen her—speech-

ith terror, her cheeks white as a sheet, and
es fixed with horror. But the youngest boy
with a look of intense delight, and cried,
a, we are only playing at soldier’s ”

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LITTLE BO-PEEP’S DREAM.




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LITTLE BO-PEEP’S DETERMINATION.

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Determined for to find them ;

She found them indeed,

But it made her heart bleed,
For they’d left their tails behind ’em.




LITTLE BO-PEEP’S DISCOVERY.

It happen’d one day as Bo-peep did stray
Into a meadow hard by,

There she espy’d their tails side by side,
All hung on a tree to dry.





LITTLE BO-PEEP.

LITTLE BO-PEEP’S REMEDY.

—

She heaved a sigh, and wiped her eye,
And over the hillocks went race-o ;
And tried what she could,
As a shepherdess should,

To stitch again each to its place-o.




HENNY-PENNY.

OnE fine summer morning a hen was picking
peas in a farm-yard, under a pea-stack, when a
pea fell on her head such a thump that she thought
the sky was falling. And she thought she would
go to the court and tell the king that the sky was
falling : so she gaed, and she gaed, and she gaed,
and she met a Cock.

And the Cock said :—






HENNY-PENNY.

‘Where are you going to-day, Henny-penny ?”

And she said,—

“Oh, Cocky-locky, the sky 1s falling, and I am
going to tell the King.”

And Cocky-locky said,—

“T will go with you, Henny-penny.”

So Cocky-locky and Henny-penny, they gaed,
and they gaed, and they gacd till they met a Duck.

So the Duck said,—

‘‘ Where are you going to-day, Cocky-locky and
Henny-penny ?”

And the¥ said,—_

“Oh, Ducky-daddles, the sky is falling, and we
are going to tell thée-King,”*

And Ducky-daddles said,—

“I-will go with you, Cocky-locky and Henny-
penny.”

So Ducky-daddles, and Cocky-locky, and Henuy-
penny they gaed, and they gaed, and they gaed
till they met a Goose.

So the Goose said,—

‘‘Where are you going to-day, Ducky-daddles,
Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny ?”

And they said,—

“Oh, Goosie-poosie, the sky is falling; and we
are going to tell the a


And Goosie-poosie said,—

‘IT will go with you, Ducky-daddles, Cocky-
locky, and Henny-penny.”

So Goosie-poosie, and Ducky-daddles, and
Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny, they gaed, and
they gaed, and they gaed till they met a Turkey.

So the Turkey said,—

‘‘ Where are you going to-day, Goosie- pinae.
Ducky-daddles, Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny ?”

And they said,—

‘Oh, Turky-lurky, the sky is falling, and we
are going to tell the king.”
HENNY-PENNY.

And Turkey-lurky said,—

“T will go with you, Goosie-poosie, Ducky-
daddles, Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny.”

So Turky-lurky, and Goosie-poosie, and Ducky-
daddles, and Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny they
gaed, and they gaed, and they gaced, till they met
a Fox.

So the Fox said,—

‘‘Where are you going to-day, Turkey-lurky,
Goosie-poosie, Ducky-daddles, Cocky-locky, and
Henny-penny ?”

And they said,—

‘‘Oh, Mister Fox, the sky is falling, and we are
going to tell the King.”

‘* And the Fox said,—

‘Come with me, Turkey-lurky, Goosie-poosie,
Ducky-daddles, Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny,
and I will show you the road to the King’s house.”

So they all gaed, and they gaed, and they gaed,
till they came to the Fox’s hole, and the Fox took
them all into his hole, and he and his young cubs
eat up first poor Henny-penny, then poor Cocky-
locky, then poor Ducky-daddles, then poor Goosie-
poosie, and then poor Turkey-lurky ; and so they
never got to the King to tell him that the sky had
fallen on the head of poor Henny-penny.

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THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

TuereE was once a Goose at the point of death,
So she called her three daughters near,

And desired them all, with her latest breath,
Her last dying words to hear:

“ There’s a Mr. Fox,” said she, “that I know,
Who lives in a covert hard by,

To our race he has proved a deadly foe,
So beware of his treachery.

“Build houses, ere long, of stone or of bricks,
And get tiles for your roofs, I pray;

For I know, of old, Mr. Reynard’s tricks,
And I fear he may come any day.”


THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

Thus saying, she died, and her daughters fair,—
Gobble, Goosey, and Ganderee,—

Agreed, together, that they would beware
Of Mr. Fox, their enemy.

But Gobble, the youngest, I grieve to say,
Soon came to a very bad end,
Because she preferred her own silly way,

And would not to her mother attend.

For she made, with some boards, an open nest,
For a roof took the lid of a box ;

Then quietly laid herself down to rest,
And thought she was safe from the Fox.

But Reynard, in taking an evening run,
Soon scented the goose near the pond;

Thought he, “ Now I'll have some supper and fun,
For of both I am really fond.”






TH E FOX AND THE GEESE.

Then on to the box he sprang in a trice,
And roused Mrs. Gobble from bed;
She only had time to hiss once or twice,

Ere he snapped off her lily-white head.

Her sisters at home felt anxious and low,
When poor Gobble did not appear,

And Goosey, determined her fate to know,
Went and sought all the field far and near.

At last she descried poor Gobble’s head,
And some feathers, not far apart,

So she told Ganderee she had found her dead,
And they both felt quite sad at heart.

Now Goosey was pretty, but liked her own way,
Like Gobble, and some other birds;
“Tis no matter,” said she, “if I only obey

A part of my mother’s last words.”
THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

So her house she soon built of nice red brick,
But she only thatched it with straw ;
And she thought that, however the fox might kick,

He could not get in e’en a paw.

So she went to sleep, and at dead of night
She heard at the door a low scratch;

And presently Reynard, with all his might,
Attempted to jump on the thatch.

But he tumbled back, and against the wall
Grazed his nose in a fearful way,

Then, almost mad with the pain of his fall,
He barked, and ran slowly away.

So Goosey laughed, and felt quite o’erjoyed
To have thus escaped from all harm ;
But had she known how the Fox was employed,

She would have felt drea?{:) alarm :.


THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

For Gobble had been his last dainty meat,—
So hungry he really did feel,—
And resolved in his mind to accomplish this feat,

And have the young goose for a meal.

So he slyly lighted a bundle of straws,

‘And made no more noise than a mouse, %
Then lifted himself up on his hind paws, |

And quickly set fire to the house.

T’was soon in a blaze, and Goosey awoke
With fright, almost ready to die,
And, nearly smothered with heat and with smoke,

Up the chimney was forced to fly.

The Fox was rejoiced to witness her flight,
And, heedless of all her sad groans,

He chased her until he saw her alight,
Then eat her up, all but her bones.


THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

Poor Ganderee’s heart was ready to break
When the sad news reached her ear:

“°Twas that villain, the Fox,” said good Mr. Drake,
Who lived in a pond very near.

“ Now listen to me, 1 pray you,” he said,
~ And roof your new house with some tiles,
Or, you, like your sisters, will soon be dead,—

A prey to your enemy’s wiles.”

So she took the advice of her mother and friend,
And made her house very secure :
Then she said,—* Now, whatever may be my end,

The Fox cannot catch me, I’m sure.”

He called at her door the very next day,
And loudly and long did he knock,
But she said to him,—* Leave my house, I pray,

For the door I will not unlock ;


THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

“For you’ve killed my sisters, I know full well,
And you wish that I too were dead ;”

“¢Oh, dear,” said the Fox, “I cane really tell
Who put such a thought in your head :

“For I’ve always liked Geese more than other birds,
And you of your race I’ve loved best ;”

But the Goose ne’er heeded his flattering words,
So, hungry he went to his rest.

Next week she beheld him again appear,
“ Let me in very quick,” he cried,
“For the news I’ve to tell you'll be charmed to hear,

And ’tis rude to keep me outside.”

But the Goose only opened one window-pane,
And popped out her pretty red bill,
Said she, “ Your fair words are all in vain,

But talk to me here if you will.”


THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

“ To-morrow,” he cried, “there will be a fair,
All the birds and the beasts will go;
So allow me, I pray, to escort you there,

For you'll be quite charmed, I know.”

“ Many thanks for your news,” said Ganderee,
“ But I had rather not go with you;
I care not for any gay sight to see,”—

So the window she closed, and withdrew.

In the morning, however, her mind she changed,
And she thought she would go to the fair;
So her numerous feathers she nicely arranged,

And cleaned her red bill with much care.

She went, I believe, before it was light,
For of Reynard she felt much fear;
So quickly she thought she would see each sight,

And return ere he should appear.



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THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

When the Goose arrived she began to laugh
At the wondrous creatures she saw ;
There were dancing bears, and a tall giraffe,

And a beautiful red macaw.

A monkey was weighing out apples and roots;
An ostrich, too, sold by retail ;
There were bees and butterflies tasting the fruits,

And a pig drinking out of a pail.

Ganderee went into an elephant’s shop,
And quickly she bought a new churn;
For, as it grew late, she feared to stop,

As in safety she wished to return.

Ere, however, she got about half the way,
She saw approaching her foe ;
And now she hissed with fear and dismay,

For she knew not which way to go.
THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

But at last of a capital plan she bethought,
Of a place where she safely might hide ;

She got into the churn that she just had bought,
And then fastened the lid inside.

The churn was placed on the brow of a hill, .
And with Ganderee’s weight down it rolled,

Passing the Fox, who stood perfectly still,
Quite alarmed, though he was very bold.

For the Goose’s wings flapped strangely about,
And the -noise was fearful to hear ;

And so bruised she felt she was glad to get out,
When she thought that the coast was clear.

So safely she reached her own home at noon,
And the Fox ne’er saw her that day;
But after the fair he came very soon,

And cried out in a terrible way :—
THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

“ Quick, quick, let me in! oh, for once be kind,
For the huntsman’s horn I hear;
Oh, hide me in any snug place you can find,

For the hunters and Hounds draw near.”

So the Goose looked out in order to see
Whether Reynard was only in jest ;

Then, knowing that he in her power would be,
She opened the door to her guest.

“ll hide you,” she said, “in'my nice new churn :”
“That will do very well,” said he ;

“ And thank you for doing me this good turn,
Most friendly and kind Ganderee.”

Then into the churn the Fox quickly got;
But, ere the Goose put on the top,

A kettle she brought of water quite hot,
And poured in every drop.
THE FOX AND THE GEESE.

Then the Fox cried out, “Oh! I burn, I burn,
And I feel in a pitiful plight ;”
-But the Goose held fast the lid of the churn,
So Reynard he died that night.



MORAL.”

Mankind have an enemy whom they well know, id
Who tempts them in every way ;

But they, too, at length shall o’ercome this foe,
If wisdom’s right law they obey .

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BATA SADT Ree.

is for Ann, who is milking a cow;

is for Benjamin, making a bow.

_ is for Charlotte, gathering flowers;

’s for Dick, who is one of the mowers.
is for Eliza, feeding a hen;

is for Frank, who is mending his pen.





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Soe Cw eC we to ee

MAJA’S ALPHABET.

’s Georgiana, shooting an arrow ;

is for Harry, wheeling a barrow.

’s for Isabella, gathering fruit ;

is for John, who is playing the flute.
’s for Kate, who is nursing her dolly ;
is for Lawrence, feeding Poor Polly.
is for Maja, learning to draw ;

is for Nicholas, with a jackdaw.

’s for Octavius, riding a goat;

’s for Penelope, sailing a boat.

is for Quintus, armed with a lance ;
is for Rachel, learning to dance.

’s for Sarah, talking to the cook ;

is for Thomas, reading a book.

’s for Urban, rolling on the green; 5

’s named Victoria, after the Queen.


MAJA’S ALPHABET.

W is for Walter, flying a kite.
X is for Xerxes, a boy of great might.
Y ’s for Miss Youthful, eating her bread ;

AND

Z ’s Zacharia, a-going to bed.
THE OLD WOMAN

AND

BER PiGs

ILLUSTRATED WITH SEVEN DRAWINGS BY

HARRISON WEIR.
THE OLD WOMAN

AND

HER’ ?P PG:

Once upon a time an old woman was
sweeping out her cottage, when to her
great joy she founda silver penny. The
good woman sat down to think what she
should do with such a good piece of luck,
for you must know in days gone by a
silver penny was worth much more than
it is now-a-days; and first of all she
thought she would buy a fat duck, and
THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

then she thought she would buy a hen
that laid eggs well; but after thinking
and thinking for a long, long time, she
thought she would buy a pig! So the
old woman put up her broom in a clo-
set, and then got out her best high-
heeled shoes, and her best cap, and her
steeple-crowned hat, and made herself
very smart, and then taking her good
old stick, the old woman set out for the
market-town, close by.

The way to the town was through
green lanes and across large meadows,
and as the old woman clambered over
the style at the end of the meadow, she
sat on the top to rest, and to think
again on her good luck. Then she went
on again till she came to the town, and
she went straight to the market-place,
and there she found a boy with a nice

THE CLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

white pig to sell; so, after a little bar-
gaining, she gave the boy the silver p_n-
ny for the white pig, and then she tied
a piece of string to one of the pig’s hind
legs, and began to drive him home.

Piggy went through. the streets very
well, only grunting sometimes and run-
ning into the gutter when he saw any-
thing he could eat, until. at last they
came to the stile into the meadow. The
old woman tried to lift the pig over the
lower bar of the stile, but he squeaked
_ and grunted, and wriggled about till the
old woman was tired, and then lay down
and would not stir. Just then a little
dog came trotting up; so the old wo-
man said to him: ‘Good dog, bite
pig; pig will not get over the stile, and
I shall not.gét home to-night.”

But the dog would not.




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THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

So the old woman held up her stick,

and said:

“Good stick, beat dog; dog will not
bite pig, pig will not get over the stile,
and I shall not get home to-night.”

But the stick would not.

So the old woman gathered some bits
of wood together, and set them on fire,
and then threw her stick into the fire,
and said:

“Good fire, burn stick ; stick will not
beat dog, dog will not bite pig, pig will
not get over the stile, and I shall not
get home to-night.”

But the fire would not.


THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

So the old woman fetched a pail of
water that was standing near, and said:

‘Good water, quench fire; fire will
not burn stick, stick will not beat dog,
dog will not bite pig, pig will not get
over the stile, and I shal] not get home
to-night.”

But the water would not.

So the old woman turned round in a
passion, and then she saw an ox coming;
so she said: .

“Good ox, drink water; water will
not quench fire, fire will not burn stick,
stick will not beat dog, dog will not
bite pig, pig will not get over the stile,
and I shall not get home to-night.”

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THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG.

So the old woman turned round to the
stile again, and then she saw a jolly but-
cher leaning on the stile; so she said to
him:

“¢Good butcher, kill ox ; ox will not
drink water, water will not quench. fire,
fire will not burn stick, stick will not
beat dog, dog will not bite pig, pig will
not get over the stile, and I shall not
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So the old woman took a rope out of
her pocket, and said:

‘*Good rope, hang butcher ; butcher
will not kill ox; ox will not drink wa-
ter, water will not quench fire, fire will
not burn stick, stick will not beat dog,
dog will not bite pig, pig will not get
over the stile, and I shall not get home
to-night.

But the rope would not.

So the old woman was in despair ;
but just then a large browa mouse ran
across the meadow, and she said:

“Good mouse, gnaw rope; rope wil:
not hang butcher, butcher will not kill
ox, ox will not drink water, water will
not quench fire, fire will not burn stick,
stick will not beat dog, dog will not
bite pig, pig will-not get over the stile,
and I shall not get home to-night.”

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“Yes,” said the mouse, “I will, if
you will give me some cheese.”

So the old woman put her hand in
her pocket and brought outa nice piece
of cheese; and'when the mouse had eat-
en it: 4

The mouse began to gnaw the rope,
the rope began to hang the butcher, the
butcher began to kill the ox, the ox be-
gan to drink the water, the water began
to quench the fire, the fire began to burn
the stick, the stick began to beat the
dog, the dog began to bite the pig, the
pig he rushed right through the stile.

And so the old woman got home in
time to boil her apple-dumplings.


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Hans had served his master for seven long years,
when he said to him: “ Master, my time is now up,
so please to give me my wages, as I wish to return
home to my mother.” The master answered: “ You
have served me like a trusty, honest fellow, as you
are, and such as your services have been, so shall be
your hire.”

And thereupon he gave hima -piéce of gold as

large as Hans’s head. Hans took a cloth and rolled
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HANS IN LUCK.

up the lump of gold, and slung it over his shoulder,
and began to trudge home. As he went along, and
kept setting one foot before the other, he happened
to come up with a traveler, who was riding at a
brisk pace on a lively horse.

“Oh, what a delightful thing it is to ride!” cried

Hans, aloud. “It is every bit as good as sitting on

achair; one doesn’t knock one’s toes against the
stones, and one saves one’s shoes; and yet one gets
on, one hardly knows how.”

The man on horseback having heard these wise
retlections, cried out to him, “ Nay, then, Hans, why.
do you go on foot ?”

“ Why, you see, I am obliged to carry this lump
home,” replied Hans; “and gold though it be, it
bothers me sadly, as I am obliged to hold my head
HANS IN LUCK.

on one side, and it weighs so heavily on my
shoulder.”

“Tl tell you what,” said the rider, stopping his
horse, “we can make a bargain. Suppose I were to
give you my horse, and you were to let me have
your lump in exchange.”

“That I will, and thank you too,” said Hans;
“but I remind you that you will have to drag it
along as best you may.”

The traveler got down from his horse, and took
the lump of gold, and then helped Hans to mount‘
and having placed the bridle in his hand, said to him,
“ When you want to go very fast, you have only to
smack your tongue, and cry, ‘Hop! hop?”

Hans was in great delight, as he sat on the horse,

and found he rode along so easily and so pleasantly. °
HANS IN LUCK.

After awhile, however, he fancied he should like to

goa little quicker, so he began to smack his tongue,
and to shout “Hop! hop!”

The horse set off at ‘a brisk trot, and before Hans
had time to collect his thoughts, he was pitched into
a ditch that divided the main road from the adjoining
fields. The horse would have cleared the ditch at a
bound, had he not been stopped by a peasant, who
was driving a cow along the same road, and happened
to come up with the luckless rider just at this mo-
ment. Hans crawled out of the ditch as best he
might, and got upon his legs again. But he was
sorely vexed, and observed to the peasant that riding
was no joke, especially when he had to do with a
troublesome beast that thought nothing of kicking

and plunging, and breaking a man’s neck ; and that


HANS IN LUCK.

nobody should ever catch him again attempting to
mount such a dangerous animal. Then he concluded
by saying, “How far preferable a creature is your
cow! One can walk quietly behind her, let alone her
furnishing you with milk, butter, and cheese, for cer-
tain, every day. What would I not give to have
such a cow for my own!”

“ Well,” said the peasant, “ if that’s all, I should
not mind changing my cow for your horse.”

Hans agreed most joyfully to such a proposal, and
the peasant leaped into the saddle, and was presently
out of sight.

Hans now drove the cow before him at a quiet
pace, and kept ruminating upon the excellent bargain
he had made. “If I have only a bit of bread—and
that is not likely to fail me—TI shall be able to add
HANS IN LUCK.

butter and cheese to it as often as I wish. If I feel
thirsty, I need only milk my cow, and I shall have
milk to drink.”

On reaching a public house, he stopped to rest
himself, and in the fullness.of his joy he ate up his
dinner and supper all at one meal, and spent his two
remaining farthings to purchase half a glass of beer.
He then went his way, and continued driving his
cow towards his mother’s village.

Towards noon, the heat grew more and more op-
pressive, particularly as Hans was crossing a moor
during a full hour’s time. At length his thirst be-
came so intolerable that his tongue cleaved to the
roof of his mouth. “The remedy is simple enough,”
thought Hans, “ and now is the time to milk my cow,

and refresh myself with a good draught of milk.”
HANS IN LUCK.

He then tied his cow to the stump of a tree,
and used his ‘Recien cap for a pail; but do what he
would, not a drop of milk could he obtain, and as he .
set about attempting to milk the cow in the most
awkward manner imaginable, the enraged animal
gave him a hearty kick with her hind leg, that laid
him sprawling on the ground, where he remained
_ halfstunned for a long time, and scarcely able to
recollect where he was.

Fortunately there just came by a butcher, trundling
_a wheelbarrow, in which lay a young pig.

“ What on earth is the matter?” asked he, as he
helped the worthy Hans to rise.

*Hans related what had happened, when the butcher
handed him his flask, saying, “ There, man, take a

draught, and it will soon bring you round again. The


HANS IN LUCK.

cow has no milk to give, for she is an old animal, only
fit for the yoke, or to be killed and eaten.”

“Lord, now! who would have thought it?” said
Hans, stroking his hair over his forehead. “It is,
to be sure, all very well to have such an animal as
that to kill, particularly as it yields such a lot of
meat; but then I don’t much relish cow’s flesh—it
is not half juicy enough for me. I'd much rather
have a young pig like yours. The flesh is far more
tasty, to say nothing of the sausages.”

“Tl tell you what, Hans,” quoth the butcher,
“Tl let you have my pig in exchange for your cow,
just out of kindness.”

“ Now, that’s very good of you, upon my word,”
replied Hans, as he gave him the cow, while the

butcher took the pig out of the wheelbarrow, and
HANS IN LUCK.

put the string that was tied round the animal’s leg
into his new master’s hand.

As Hans went along he could not help marveling at
his constant run of luck, which had regularly turned
every little disappointment to the very best account.
After a time he was overtaken by a lad, who was
carrying a fine white goose under his arm. They no
sooner bid one another good-morrow, than Hans re-
lated how lucky he had been, and what advantageous
bargains he had struck. . The lad told him, in turn,
that he was carrying the goose to a christening dinner.
“Only just feel how heavy it is,” continued he, taking
the goose up by the wings; “ it has been fattening these
eight weeks. I'll be bold to say, that whoever tastes
a slice of it when it comes to be roasted, will have

to wipe away the fat from each corner of his mouth.”
HANS IN LUCK.

*“ Ay,” said Hans, as he weighed it in one hand,
“it is heavy enough, to be sure; but my pig is not
to be sneezed at either.”

Meanwhile the lad was looking all around him with
an anxious air, and then shook his head as he ob-
served, “It's my mind your pig will get you into
trouble. I have just come through a village where
the mayor’s pig was stolen out of its stye ; and [’m
mightily afraid it’s the very pig you are now driving.
It would be a bad job for you if you were caught
with it, and the least that could happen to you would
be a lodging in the black-hole.”

Poor Hans now began to be frightened. “ For good-
ness’ sake,” cried he, “do help me out of this scrape ;
and, as you know this neighborhood better than I

do, pray take my pig in exchange for your goose.”


HANS IN LUCK.

“I know I shall run some risk,” replied the lad;
“yet I haven't the heart to leave you in the lurch
either.”

And so saying, he took hold of the rope, and drove
away the pig as fast as he could into a by-way, while
honest Hans pursued his road with the goose under
his arm.

“When I come to think of it,” said he to him-
self,” I have gained by the exchange. In the first
place, a nice roast goose is a delicious morsel; then
there will be the fat and the dripping to spread upon
our bread, for months to come; and last of all, the
beautiful white feathers will serve to fill my pillow,
and I'll warrant I shall not want rocking to sleep.
How pleased my mother will be !”

As he passed through the last village on his way
HANS IN LUCK.

home, he saw a_ knife-grinder busily turning his
wheel, while he kept singing,

“ Old knives and old scissors to make new I grind,

And round turns my wheel e’en as swift as the wind.”

Hans stopped to look at him, and at last he said,
“Your trade must be a good one, since you sing so
merrily over your work.”

“Yes,” replied the knife-grinder, “it is a golden
business. Your true knife-grinder is a man who finds
money as often as he puts his hand into his pocket.
But where did you buy that fine goose?” “I did not
buy it, but exchanged it for my pig.” “ And where
did you get piggy from?” “I gave my cow for
it.” “And how did you come by your cow?”
“Oh, I gave a horse for it.” “And how might you
have obtained the horse?” “Why, I got it in ex-


HANS IN LUCK.

change for a lump of gold as big as my head.”
“And how did you come by the gold? “It was
my wages for seven years’ service. “Nay, then,”
said the knife-grinder, “since you have been so clever
each time, you need only manage so as to hear the
money jingle in your pocket every time you move,
and then you will be a made man.” “But how shall
I set about that 2” inquired Hans. “You must turn
knife-grinder, like myself; and nothing is wanting to
set you up in the trade but a grindstone—the rest
will come of itself. I have one here that is a trifle
worn, but I won’t ask for anything more than your
goose in exchange for it. Shall it be a bargain?”
“How can you doubt it?” replied Hans; “TI shall
be the happiest man on earth. Why, if I find money

as often as I put my hand in my pocket, what more
HANS IN LUCK.

need I care for?” And he handed him the goose,
and took the grindstone. ‘ Now,” said the knife-
grinder, picking up a tolerably heavy stone that lay
on the ground by him, “here’s a good solid stone
into the bargain, on which you ae hammer away,
and straighten all your old crooked nails. ‘You had
better lay it on the top of the other.”

Hans did so, and went away quite delighted. “1
was surely born with a golden spoon in my mouth,”
cried he, while his eyes sparkled with joy, “for every-
thing falls out just as pat as if I were a Sunday child.”
In the meantime, however, haying walked since day-
break, he now began to feel tired and very hungry,
as he had eaten up all his provisions in his joy at the
bargain he had made for the cow. By degrees he

could scarcely drag his weary limbs any farther, and


HANS IN LUCK.

was obliged to stop every minute to rest from the
fatigue of carrying the two heavy stones. At length,
he could not help thinking how much better it would
be if he had not to carry them at all. He had now
crawled like a snail up to a spring, where he meant
to rest, and refresh himself with a cool draught; and
for this purpose he placed the stones very carefully
on the brink of the well. He then sat down, and
was stooping over the well to drink, when he hap-
pened to push the stones inadvertently, and plump
into the water they fell! Hans no sooner saw them
sink to the bottom of the well, than he got up joy-
fully, and then knelt down to thank Heaven for
having thus mercifully ridded him of his heavy bur-
den, without the slightest reproach on his own con-

science. For these stones were the only things that
HANS IN LUCK.

stood in his way. “There is not a luckier fellow
than I beneath the sun,” exclaimed Hans; and with
a light heart and empty hands he now bounded

along till he reached his mother’s home.

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