schemes of what he would like to do, and his hands full
of occupations, he is an idle boy, who has nothing to busy himself with
but school and chores!
9. He would gladly do all the work if somebody else would do the chores,
he thinks; and yet I doubt if any boy ever amounted to anything in the
world, or was of much use as a man, who did not enjoy the advantages of a
liberal education in the way of chores.
DEFINITIONS.--1. Fac-to'tum, a person employed to do all kinds of work.
In-dis-pen'sa-ble, absolutely necessary. 2. Per-pet'u-al-ly, continually.
3. Cen'ti-ped, an insect with a great number of feet. 4. E-con'o-mize, to
save. Dis-patch', diligence, haste. 6. Pen'-stock, a wooden tube for
conducting water. 8. Chores, the light work of the household either within
or without doors.
VI. THE SINGING LESSON.
Jean Ingelow (b. 1830, d.1897) was born at Boston, Lincolnshire, England.
Her fame as a poetess was at once established upon the publication of her
"Poems" in 1863; since which time several other volumes have appeared. The
most generally admired of her poems are "Songs of Seven" and "The High
Tide on the Coast of Lincolnshire," She has also written several
successful novels, of which, "Off the Skelligs" is the most popular.
"Stories Told to a Child," "The Cumberers," "Poor Mat," "Studies for
Stories," and "Mopsa, the Fairy" are also well known. Miss Ingelow resided
in London, England, and spent much of her time in deeds of charity.
1. A nightingale made a mistake;
She sang a few notes out of tune:
Her heart was ready to break,
And she hid away from the moon.
She wrung her claws, poor thing,
But was far too proud to weep;
She tucked her head under her wing,
And pretended to be asleep.
2. A lark, arm in arm with a thrush,
Came sauntering up to the place;
The nightingale felt herself blush,
Though feathers hid her face;
She knew they had heard her song,
She felt them snicker and sneer;
She thought that life was too long,
And wished she could skip a year.
3. "O nightingale!" cooed a dove;
"O nightingale! what's the use?
You bird of beauty and love,
Why behave like a goose?
Don't sulk away from our sight,
Like a common, contemptible fowl;
You bird of joy and delight,
Why behave like an owl?
4. "Only think of all you have done;
Only think of all you can do;
A false note is really fun
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