The Golden Ladder Book: A School Reader, Bok 1Macmillan, 1912 - 264 sider "This series ... introduces the pupil ... to the subject matter of morals, by means of fairy tale, myth, fable, allegory, parable, legend, stories of real life, of heroes and heroines, biography, and historical incident."--Preface. |
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Side 15
... play any more , or to do much of anything . In school she can't keep her mind on her lessons . She often gets a headache , and for the last four weeks she has had very poor marks in her studies . She doesn't get along at all in her ...
... play any more , or to do much of anything . In school she can't keep her mind on her lessons . She often gets a headache , and for the last four weeks she has had very poor marks in her studies . She doesn't get along at all in her ...
Side 47
... play . Rocks upon rocks they are rearing high , Till the top looks out on the sunny sky ; The gentle wind and the balmy air Little by little bring verdure there ; Till the summer sunbeams gayly smile On the buds and flowers of the coral ...
... play . Rocks upon rocks they are rearing high , Till the top looks out on the sunny sky ; The gentle wind and the balmy air Little by little bring verdure there ; Till the summer sunbeams gayly smile On the buds and flowers of the coral ...
Side 58
... play around and amuse yourselves . " The young Raccoons had another fine time , although Little Brother found it very uncomfortable to wear so many burrs . They played tag in the trees , and ate , and swam , and lay on the beach . While ...
... play around and amuse yourselves . " The young Raccoons had another fine time , although Little Brother found it very uncomfortable to wear so many burrs . They played tag in the trees , and ate , and swam , and lay on the beach . While ...
Side 67
... Well , then , carry it to your mother , my little friend . If you wait any longer , she will think you are playing by the way , and you will get a scolding . " The child did not seem to hear . He was CRICKETS BROUGHT GOOD FORTUNE 67.
... Well , then , carry it to your mother , my little friend . If you wait any longer , she will think you are playing by the way , and you will get a scolding . " The child did not seem to hear . He was CRICKETS BROUGHT GOOD FORTUNE 67.
Side 72
... " I love you , mother , ' said little Nell , 29 " I love you better than tongue can tell . " Then she teased and pouted half the day , Till mother rejoiced when she went to play . 99 " I love you , mother , " said. 72 THE GOLDEN LADDER ...
... " I love you , mother , ' said little Nell , 29 " I love you better than tongue can tell . " Then she teased and pouted half the day , Till mother rejoiced when she went to play . 99 " I love you , mother , " said. 72 THE GOLDEN LADDER ...
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The Golden Ladder Book: A School Reader, Bok 1 Elias Hershey Sneath,George Hodges,Edward Lawrence Stevens Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1913 |
The Golden Ladder Book: A School Reader, Bok 1 Elias Hershey Sneath,George Hodges,Edward Lawrence Stevens Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1912 |
The Golden Ladder Book: A School Reader Elias Hershey Sneath,George Hodges,Edward Lawrence Stevens Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2016 |
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afraid ALICE CARY army asked Aunt Bess Azgood basket woman began bell Betty Betty's Billy Billy Bates Billy's birds blanket brave carriage child circus clack clouds cricket cried Dannie dear door dub dub Dunstable dwarf father gave gentleman girl give grandmother grizzly bear guinea halfpence hands happy hare heard horse Hsi-Long hurried king Kitty laughed lion little boy little deer little voice lived loaf looked Mark Mark felt microbes Miss Johnson Miss Norton morning mother nails Nerves never night old deer OLIVER HERFORD once Oxus Paul and Anne poor prince princess Pythias Raccoons replied Sam Turner scotcher sea gull shouted singing Skin smiled soldiers soon stood stork teacher tell thank things thought told took tree walked wind
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Side 264 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree: It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the top of the hills.
Side 46 - Little by little," an acorn said, As it slowly sank in its mossy bed, "I am improving every day, Hidden deep in the earth away." Little by little, each day it grew, Little by little, it sipped the dew ; Downward it sent out a thread-like root, Up in the air sprung a tiny shoot. Day after day, and year after year, Little by little, the leaves appear, And the slender branches spread far and wide, Till the mighty oak is the forest's pride. "Little by little...
Side 86 - But he still had Two and Three. "You are up in Papa's big bedroom, In the chest with the queer old key!" And she said: "You are warm and warmer; But you're not quite right,
Side 147 - THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE WHEN children are playing alone on the green In comes the playmate that never was seen. When children are happy and lonely and good, The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood.
Side 84 - And the game that they played I'll tell you, Just as it was told to me. It was Hide-and-Go-Seek they were playing, Though you'd never have known it to be — With an old, old, old, old lady And a boy with a twisted knee. The boy would bend his face down On his little sound right knee ; And he guessed where she was hiding In guesses One, Two, Three.
Side 196 - 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 traveller Would miss its fragrant smell!
Side 32 - A SILLY young cricket, accustomed to sing Through the warm, sunny months of gay summer and spring, Began to complain, when he found that at home His cupboard was empty, and winter was come. Not a crumb to be found On the snow-covered ground ; Not a flower could he see, Not a leaf on a tree. " Oh, what will become,
Side 72 - I love you, mother," said little John; Then, forgetting his work, his cap went on, And he was off to the garden swing, Leaving his mother the wood to bring. "I love you, mother," said rosy Nell; "I love you better than tongue can tell; " Then she teased and pouted full half the day, Till her mother rejoiced when she went to play. "I love you, mother," said little Fan; "To-day I'll help you all I can; How glad I am that school doesn't keep!
Side 84 - IT was an old, old, old, old lady, And a boy that was half-past three; And the way that they played together Was beautiful to see. She couldn't go running and jumping, And the boy, no more could he; For he was a thin little fellow, With a thin little twisted knee. They sat in the yellow sunlight, Out under the maple tree; And the game that they played I'll tell you, Just as it was told to me.
Side 75 - Hundreds of stars in the pretty sky, Hundreds of shells on the shore together, Hundreds of birds that go singing by, Hundreds of birds in the sunny weather, Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn, Hundreds of bees in the purple clover, Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn, But only one mother the wide world over.