Osgood's progressive second reader : embracing progressive lessons in reading and spelling . borssearch for him? 7. How did his mother feel when they did not findhim? 9. AVhat did she hear one day some time after this? 9. AVhoentered the cottage a few moments after? AVhere had Thomas beencarried, and how did he get back ? Osgoods second keader. 1(53 LESSON XLVII. 4 2 2 azra, izmj izn, 3 2 2 uzn; inz, enz zm, zmj zn, zn; nz, nz daisies dinted arching be side sneezcd printed grassy sur prise roses prickly mossy ap proach velvefc glisten spotted vari ed searched listen grunted polish ed relish si
Osgood's progressive second reader : embracing progressive lessons in reading and spelling . borssearch for him? 7. How did his mother feel when they did not findhim? 9. AVhat did she hear one day some time after this? 9. AVhoentered the cottage a few moments after? AVhere had Thomas beencarried, and how did he get back ? Osgoods second keader. 1(53 LESSON XLVII. 4 2 2 azra, izmj izn, 3 2 2 uzn; inz, enz zm, zmj zn, zn; nz, nz daisies dinted arching be side sneezcd printed grassy sur prise roses prickly mossy ap proach velvefc glisten spotted vari ed searched listen grunted polish ed relish silky footsteps affronted speckled skipping glinting vxo lets THE ] FAWN. 1. Have you ever seen a fa^n, quite near,And standing at your side?And did you stroke his silky ear,And pat his spotted hide ? 2. When we were little girls like you, Once walking near the trees,Where bloomd Avild flowers of varied hue,Sweet roses and blue daisies, 3. We heard a sound, and looking back, A fawn all blithe and a soft and mossy track,Was coming toward us, skipping! 164 PROGRESSIVE He stood beside us, and his eyes,So large, and black, and bright,Did seem to speak of kind surprise. And fondness, and delisjht. 5. His tiny hqofs of polished blackDeep in the moss were dinted;His arching neck and velvet backWith glossy specks were printed. He rubbd his little silky noseAgainst my cheek and hand. And lookd as if hed like to coze,So kind he seemd, and bland! Osgoods second reader. 165 7. He searched our basket, smelt our gloves, And how he sneezed and grunted;For we had nothing that he loves,And so he felt affronted! 8. Our violets, and prickly rose, And our meadow such he twisted up his nose,And could not relish these. 9. 0 spotted fawn! fawn! He sees a soft eye there, across the grassy lawn,An ear is pricked to listen. 10. He sees that ear, .he knows that eye—There dare approach no other:Away his glinting footsteps fly;It is the doe—his m
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