ittle and soon is quiet. This saves considerable work in
replacing overturned blocks. For each block hit, tally the number upon
it.

CIRCLE-GAME.

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Mark upon a piece of paper three rings, the largest from eight to
fifteen inches in diameter, the other two considerably smaller. Within
the rings mark the numbers 10, 20, and 50, as shown. Lay this paper
upon the carpet or floor, and roll your marbles, the object; being to
have them stop upon the paper and as near the center as possible, each
person to let his remain where they stop until all of his be rolled.
Should a marble rest on a line, tally for it the number in the largest
circle adjoining.

TOMMY'S THREE HORSES.

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The first is a pony without any head;
'Tis a wonder, indeed, how the creature is fed.

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The second, you see, is a steady old chair;
Very gentle is he, and he needs little care.

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And here is another--the third one, of course;
But the driver's Tom's brother, and Tom's his own horse.

THE CHICKENS THAT WOULD NOT BE TAME.

In a small village there lived an old woman who kept poultry. One day
this old woman went to see a little girl, who had some chickens which
were so tame that they would eat corn and crumbs out of her hand.

"That's nice," said the old woman; "I shall teach my chickens to do
that."

So she went home, and got some corn and some crumbs, and went out into
the yard and called the chickens; but they would not come to her. They
were afraid of her, because she used to shout at them, and throw sticks
at them, every time they came into the garden, or near the house.

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When she saw that her chickens would not eat out of her hand, this old
woman was very angry, indeed.

"You bad chickens!" she said, "I'll catch you and make you eat out of
my hand." So she ran after them and tried to catch them, but some ran
one way and some another, and she could not lay hold of any of them.

The next day she went again to the house where the tame chickens were,
and this time she saw the little girl's mother, and told her about the
trouble she had, and how her chickens would not let her come near them.

"I don't see why they are not nice, gentle chickens like those your
little girl has," said the old woman.

"Well," said the little girl's mother, "perhaps they would be tame if
you had always treated them as well as my little girl treats