ctor said that he must have some very smooth
pieces of wood. Harry said, 'I think the cover to my broken paint-box
would do if it was whittled.' So he brought it, and the doctor said it
was just the thing.
"Then the doctor said, 'Now I must have some white cotton-cloth.'
Harry's mother gave the doctor an old shirt, and he tore it into strips.
Then he said, 'Now, Harry, I am ready.'
"So Harry brought the little dog Jack, and said to him, 'Now, Jack, lie
still!' And the good dog didn't move or bite while the doctor set his
leg, and bound it up with the pieces of wood and the cloth. Then the
doctor said, 'Now, Harry, you must take good care of Jack and keep him
in the house till his leg is quite well.'
"'I will,' said Harry. Then he made a nice soft bed and laid Jack in it,
and took good care of him, and in a few weeks, what do you think? Jack
was well!
"I tell you, the boys were glad to see him back at school; and one of
them made a rhyme about him that they used to sing every morning when
they saw him coming,--
"'Little dog Jack, he broke his leg;
But now he's come back, peg-a-ty-peg!'"
This was the end of the story, and Ned was so quiet that his mother
thought he was asleep. But, all of a sudden, he looked up, with a smile,
and said, "I'm going out now to have a game of foot-ball."
"Why, what has become of that toothache?"
"All gone," said Ned.
"Why, that is a most wonderful cure. We will go and tell the dentist
about it to-morrow."
MRS. HENRIETTA R. ELIOT.
[Illustration: Children Playing]
SONG OF THE BIRDS.
Words from the Nursery.
Music by T. CRAMPTON.
[Illustration: Music]
1.
Chipper, chipper, chip! come, clear the way!
We must be at work to day.
See us swiftly fly along,
Hear outbursts of merry song;
Watch us in our busy flight
Glancing in your window bright;
Save your bits of yarn for me;
Just think what a help 'twould be!
2.
Chipper, chipper, chip! Hark, how he sings,
As he comes for threads and strings,
Which he is not slow to see,
From the budding lilac tree!
Now with cunning saucy pranks,
See him nod his hearty thanks:
"These are just the thing," says he;
"What a help they'll be to me!"
3.
Chipper, chipper, chip! Now see him go,
Now so fast and now so slow;
Working ever at the nest,
Never stopping once to rest,
Getting bit
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