Our own second reader: for the use of schools and families . athers mother, and your niotheramother, are both your grandmothers. 50 OUR OWN SECOND READER, 9. Your father and your mother are yourparents. 10. Their parents are your grand-parents, andyour grand-parents father and mother are yourgreat grand-parents. 1J. Your fathers uncle and aunt, and yourmothers uncle and aunt* are your great unclesand aunts. » LE*NO\ XXIX. i Birds build swallows cheerless back throw orchard throwing \ storms chilling sweetly morning > weaves during joyous frighten dont kill the birds. 1. The little birds hav
Our own second reader: for the use of schools and families . athers mother, and your niotheramother, are both your grandmothers. 50 OUR OWN SECOND READER, 9. Your father and your mother are yourparents. 10. Their parents are your grand-parents, andyour grand-parents father and mother are yourgreat grand-parents. 1J. Your fathers uncle and aunt, and yourmothers uncle and aunt* are your great unclesand aunts. » LE*NO\ XXIX. i Birds build swallows cheerless back throw orchard throwing \ storms chilling sweetly morning > weaves during joyous frighten dont kill the birds. 1. The little birds have been away during thewinter; and now that the chilling storms ofwinter are over, they have come back againHow sweetly they sing! Little boys, dont killthe birds. 2. There are the swallows. The air seems tobe full of tlu m. They were here last summer,but they went away before winter came. Theywent a long way to thesouth, where it was they have come back ; and again they will,build their nests under the eaves of the barn. OUR OWN SECOND READER. 51. 3. The robins have come too. The orchardseems to be full of them They love to buildtheir nests in the apple-trees. How sweetly theysing early in the morning, as soon as ifc begins tobe light. 4. I hope no One will kill the birds, or frightenthem away Some wicked boys throw stones atthem, and try to kill them. How would thesehoys like to have some wicked men throw stonesat them J There comes Henry ! He is throwingstones at the robins now ! I believe he has hitone ! 5 Henry, do not kill the birds—the pretty 52 OUR OWN SECOND UEADK];. little birds! Why do you wish to kill them \Do you not like to have them sins; about thedoor 1 Then do not shoot them with your bowand arrow. 6. Dont kill the birds—the little birds! They sing about the door,Soon as the joyous spring has come,And chilling storms are oer. 7. The little birds that sweetly sin^l Oh let them joyous live ;And do not seek to take their life,Which you can never give.
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