The Silver Crown, and The Pig Brother, Laura E.

Richards. Little, Brown & Co. The Fables of Æsop, Joseph Jacobs. The Macmillan Co.

Collections of poems containing helpful material The Land of Song, Book 1, Katherine H. Shute. Silver,

Burdett & Co. Open Sesame, Book 1, Blanche W. Bellamy and Maud

W. Goodwin. Ginn & Co. A Book of Verses for Children, E. V. Lucas. Henry Holt

& Co. Three Years with the Poets, Bertha Hazard. Houghton

Mifflin Co. Graded Poetry, Alexander and Blake. Maynard, Merrill

& Co. Poems by Grades, Ada van S. Harris and Charles B.

Gilbert. Charles Scribner's Sons. The Listening Child, Lucy W. Thacher. The Mac

millan Co. Poems Every Child Should Know, Mary E. Burt, Dou

bleday, Page & Co.



For the Teacher:


“What is the real good?”
I asked in musing mood.

Order, said the law court;
Knowledge, said the school;
Truth, said the wise man;
Pleasure, said the fool;
Love, said the maiden;
Beauty, said the page;
Freedom, said the dreamer;
Home, said the sage;
Fame, said the soldier;
Equity, the seer; —
Spoke my heart full sadly:
“The answer is not here."

Then within my bosom
Softly this I heard:
“Each heart holds the secret;
Kindness is the word.”

Suggestions for morning talks (Put these ideas into daily practice whenever opportunity presents

How to show kindness to playmates.

By helping to put on coats and overshoes.
By refraining from tale-bearing when things go wrong

while at play. By letting new children and smaller ones share in the

games. By helping the teacher make shy newcomers feel at

home. By learning to play, and to pass up and down stairs,

or through rooms and corridors without running

into one another. By sharing candy, cake, and fruit with a playmate

before tasting it.

By keeping pleasant, instead of sulking, when one

can't have one's own way. Read: “The Horse's Prayer,” in English for Foreign

ers, Book II, p. 119, by Sara R. O'Brien. Houghton Mifflin Co.

Poems to read to children “Mabel on Midsummer Day,” Mary Howitt, Poetry

for Children. Houghton Mifflin Co. "Fairies of the Caldon Low," Mary Howitt, Book of

Famous Verse. Houghton Mifflin Co. “The Children's Hour,” Longfellow, R.L.S. No. 11.

Houghton Mifflin Co. “The Nurse's Song,” William Blake, Poems. The Mac

millan Co. “Lullaby of an Infant Chief,” Scott, Poetry for Chil

dren. Houghton Mifflin Co. “Old Gaelic Lullaby,” Unknown, The Land of Song, 1. “A Good Boy,” “Foreign Children,” “A Good Play,”

“The Lamp Lighter,” Robert Louis Stevenson, A

Child's Garden of Verses. Charles Scribner's Sons. “Suppose,” Phoebe Cary. See Grade II, p. 77.


Suppose the little cowslip

Should hang its golden cup,
And say, “I'm such a tiny flower,

I'd better not grow up;”.
How many a weary traveler

Would miss its fragrant smell!
How many a little child would grieve

To lose it from the dell!

Suppose the glistening dewdrop

Upon the grass should say,
“What can a little dewdrop do?

I'd better roll away;"
The blade on which it rested,

Before the day was done,
Without a drop to moisten it,

Would wither in the sun.

Suppose the little breezes,

Upon a summer's day,
Should think themselves too slight to cool

The traveler on his way;
Who would not miss the smallest

And softest ones that blow,
And think they made a great mistake

If they were acting so?

How many deeds of kindness

A little child may do,
Although it has so little strength,

And little wisdom, too!
It wants a loving spirit,

Much more than strength, to prove
How many things a child may do

For others, by its love.


THE BROTHERS GRIMM A king once had two sons who were thought to be very clever; but they wasted their time and money and never did very much good in the world. They had a younger brother, whom they called “simpleton" because he was quiet and simple.

They made fun of him, telling him that he would

never get along in the world because he was not as clever as they were.

One evening they all went out for a walk together, and in their path they found an ant hill. The two elder brothers wanted to upset the ant hill, so that they could see the little ants running about in their fright and carrying away their eggs to a safe place. But the simpleton said:

“No, no; let the poor little things alone. Don't spoil their nice house."

Then they went on until they came to a lake where a great many ducks were swimming.

The brothers wished to catch one to roast, but the simpleton said:

"Please leave the poor birds in peace. I cannot bear to have you kill any of them.”.

So the ducks were left to live, and the three brothers walked on again until they came to a bee's nest in a tree, with honey running all over the trunk.

The two brothers wanted to light a fire under the tree to smother the bees, so that they could take away the honey, but the younger brother begged them not to.

“Leave the poor things in peace,” said he. “I cannot bear to think of their being burnt.”

Again they listened to him, even though they thought him stupid; and they all walked on until they came to a castle.

Inside the castle they found an old man who seemed to be very deaf. When he saw them he did not say a word, but led them to a table covered with good things to eat. After they had eaten and drunk as much as they wished, he showed them beds where they could sleep.

The next morning the gray old man came to the eldest brother, made signs to him to follow, and led him to a stone table, on which were written three sentences. The first sentence said:

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