squirrel would be very unhappy in a city; and unless he were shut up in a cage, he would run away. When Emma knew this, she did not want the pretty squirrel any more. She loved dearly to hear about his snug house under the ground, and the nuts he stored away in his little croset.

8. the evening, Emma saw a great many fireflie In the meadows. She said to her uncle, "See how th Did the ground is covered with pretty little stars!

sky sprinkle them down!"

9. Her uncle told her they were not stars, but little insects, that gave light from their wings. Then the little girl asked, "What is their name, uncle?" He told her people in the country called them lightningbugs.

10. Emma had never seen any fireflies before, and she talked a great deal about them. But when she tried to tell her mother all about it, she forgot the name, and said, "O mother, I have seen a great many beautiful thunder-bugs!" This made them all laugh; and George called fireflies thunder-bugs for a long time after.

11. The next day, Emma went into the meadow, with her cousin George, to gather cranberries. "Where are all the fireflies now?" said she. "I don't know,' said George; "I suppose they have put their lamps out." Emma had never seen cranberries growing before. She called them little red apples, and wanted to carry some home for her doll.

12. When they went back to the house, the children heard a great noise behind the barn, and they ran to see what it was. A cross dog was trying to bite a poor little calf. But there was a great ox feeding in

the same pasture, and he ran to the calf, and stood by him; and whichever way the dog turned, the ox turned too, and pointed his horns at him. So the naughty dog was driven off, and the calf was not much hurt. Emma called him a good ox, and wanted to give him some of the cranberries from her little basket. 'But George told her the ox would not eat cranberries. 13. When Emma found her cousins were going to school, she wanted to go too. She had never been to school; but her mother had taught her to read and spell a little. She went with her cousins, and sat very still while the scholars said their lessons. She did not make any trouble, and when the schoolmistress asked her to read, she read as well as she could.

14. When she came home, her mother asked her what she did at school. Emma said, “I sat as still as a mouse; and I read, 'Chain up a child, and away she will go!"" This made her uncle and all her cousins laugh very much; for Emma did not say the verse right. She meant to say she had read, "Train up a child in the way he should go."

15. In the afternoon, her uncle went into the or chard to gather apples to send to New York. Emma stood under the tree, holding her apron for some while George tried to catch them in his hands, as they fell. A pretty little lady-bug lighted on her apron. and that pleased Emma very much. It had red wings. with little black spots. "O, look here, George," said Emma; "here is a pretty little fly with a calico gown on.'

16. Presently she saw a great many ants, crawling out of a hole in the ground near her feet. Some of them were eating into the apples that had fallen.

"What are these black things?" said she; "will they sting me?" George told her they would not sting her, and that they were called ants. "Aunts!" said she; "whom are they aunts to? Your mother is my aunt; but whom are these black things aunts to? Are they aunts to the lady-bugs?" George told her that ant, an insect, was a different word from aunt, a rela

17. When they were coming home through the fields, after sunset, she heard a noise all the time. "What is that?" said she. George told her it was the crickets singing. Poor little Emma was puzzled again. "Crickets!" said she; "why, I sit on a cricket." Her uncle smiled. "Little Emma finds many things in the country that she does not understand,"" said he. Then he told her that a cricket was a little thing with wings, that made a noise at nightfall.R

18. When they came to the house, Emma ran and emptied her apronful of apples into her mother's lap. "What has my little girl been doing all the afternoon?" said her mother. "I have been helping uncle pick apples," said she; "and I have seen a sweet, pretty fly with a calico gown, that had a great many black aunts. When we came home, I heard some little birds singing their prayers. The birds have a queer name, mother. They call them crickets; and I sit on a cricket."

19. Then they all had a laugh at Emma. Her mother kissed her, and said, "My little girl does not know much about country things; and she makes a great many mistakes. A cricket is not a bird, my dear. It is an insect. If you were to see one, you would call it a bug."

20. When it was time to go home, Emma cried. But her mother told her how much father wanted to kiss his good little girl, and how he would love to hear about the things she had seen. Emma loved her father, and she was willing to go home.

21. She told him all about the chickens, and the ox, and the lady-bug, and the squirrel, and the crickets. "I am glad I did not catch the pretty little squirrel," said she ; "he would not like to live in New York. I suppose he was made on purpose to live in the country.. I wish I were a squirrel."

I BUTTERCUP. A plant bearing small, | 4 FRIGHTENED. Scared, terrified.
bright-yellow flowers.
DANDELION. A plant bearing a yel.
low flower, and used for greens.
CHAISE. A covered two-wheeled car-
riage drawn by one horse.

6 RELATION. A kinsman or kinswo-
man, a person related.

• PUZZLED. Perplexed, confused.
1 UNDERSTAND. Know, comprehend.
8 NIGHTFALL. The close of day.

1. LITTLE Fanny lived in the country. She had one brother and two sisters. They had never been in a city. When Fanny was four or five years old, her father and mother promised to take her to New York. There never was a little girl more glad than she was. From morning till night, she talked about her journey. When

she first awoke in the morning, she would say to her sister, "Ah, Mary, I am going to New York." And when she laid her head on the pillow, the last question' always was, "Mother, when do you think we shall go to New York?"

2. The important day came at last. The baskets and boxes, and little Fanny, were all safely stowed" in the steamboat. Fanny had never been in a steamboat before. She asked what made the trees and fields run so; and when she looked at an old cow on the shore, she said, "What makes her go away so fast? She does not move her feet."

3. Her mother told her the beat was moving away from the cow. Then little Fanny looked at the water, and saw that the boat was moving through it. But she thought there was soap in the water, because the bright foam looked so white.

4. When they came to New York, she was afraid in the street, because there were so many horses and so many people. She met a woman carrying a very small poodle dog in her arms. His hair was white, and soft as silk, and fell all over his face in pretty curls. Fanny stopped to look back at the poodle, and a boy with a basket of matches ran against her, and knocked her bonnet all out of shape.

5. "Mother, is this another steamboat?" asked Fanny. "No, this is a city," said her mother; "don't you see the houses?" "Yes, I see the houses," said Fanny; "but I thought maybe it was another kind of steamboat; the folks run over me so."

6. Fanny had great pleasure in looking at the toy shops. She saw many things that she never saw before, and she wanted to buy them all. But after a