The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Nursery, No. 109, January, 1876, Vol. XIX., by Unknown This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org Title: The Nursery, No. 109, January, 1876, Vol. XIX. A Monthly Magazine for Youngest Readers Author: Unknown Release Date: April 12, 2007 [EBook #21047] Language: English Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE NURSERY, NO. 109 *** Produced by Susan Skinner, Juliet Sutherland and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net Frontispiece THE NURSERY A Monthly Magazine FOR YOUNGEST READERS. No. 109. JANUARY, 1876. Vol. XIX. BOSTON: JOHN L. SHOREY, 36 BROMFIELD STREET. American News Co., 119 Nassau St., New York. New-England News Co., 41 Court St., Boston. Central News Co., Philadelphia. Western News Co., Chicago. $1.60 a Year, in advance. A single copy, 15 cents. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1875, by John L. Shorey, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington. CONTENTS OF NUMBER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE. PAGE Christmas at the North By Alfred Selwyn 1 Pompey guarding Baby By Master John 3 The Parrot feeding its Young By Uncle Charles 4 Little Ruth's Prayer By Dora Burnside 7 Pussy gets a Warning By Frank 9 "Proud as a Peacock" By Anna Livingston 10 Grandmother's Story By Jane Oliver 12 Christmas at the South By Uncle Harry 16 The Christmas Presents By D. 18 The Proper Time By Emily Carter 19 Our Dog Milo (From the German) 20 The three Calves By A. B. C. 23 "Why?" By the author of "Dick and I." 25 The Old Year and the New 27 A Morning Call By M. L. B. Branch 28 "He did it first." By the author of "Dick and I." 30 The Cats and the Mouse (Music by T. Crampton) 32 EDITOR'S PORTFOLIO. A happy New year to all friends and subscribers, old and young! They are sending us such an amount of encouragement, notwithstanding the hard times, that, instead of growing older the coming year, we think we shall grow younger. So do not fear, little ones, that we shall talk too learnedly for you yet awhile. See the capital articles by the author of "Dick and I" in this number. They are written in words of one syllable, and are as witty as they are wise and good. Read them, and then hear your little ones read them. We need not commend to lovers of art the fine original drawings in this number. That of "Christmas at the North," by Merrill, and that of "Christmas at the South." by Sheppard, of Richmond, are excellent. The drawing of the two dogs by Harrison Weir is also capital. 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CHRISTMAS AT THE NORTH. Hark! the bells are sounding; Christmas draweth nigh; Now let joy abounding Bid all trouble fly. Ye who pine in sorrow, Come, be cheered to-day; Of our gladness borrow, As you freely may. First give your attention To our Christmas-tree; But pray do not mention All the things you see: These are for surprises To the children dear,— To the Anns, Elizas, Johnnys, Charleys here. Are you hale and hearty, And still young enough? Come, then, join our party, And play blind man's buff. But if with the coasters You would rather be, See them there, the boasters! Join them: you are free. Hark! the sleigh-bells tinkle: Do you wish a ride? Will it smooth a wrinkle Just to have a slide? See, the road invites you; See, the ponds entice: Take, then, what delights you: Whether snow or ice. If the path to glory Best your mood befits, If you'd live in story, And can brave hard hits, See, where heroes yonder Storm the fort with balls; Do not stop to ponder: Go where glory calls! Or, perhaps, the skaters Now attract you most: We are patient waiters— Will you skate, or coast? Do not fear a tumble; See poor Tommy there! Up, without a grumble, He will never care. Welcome to our pleasures And our Christmas cheer! We'll not stint the measures: Would you all were here! Boys and girls together,— From all parts and climes, To enjoy this weather, And these Christmas times! Alfred Selwyn. POMPEY GUARDING BABY. My real name is Pompey; but Mr. John sometimes calls me Pompous. What he means by that I do not know. Perhaps it is a joke. Mr. John is the eldest brother of Dot, the baby. I am put here to keep watch over Dot. That is a picture of me as I appear seated on a chair by the side of the cradle where Dot is sleeping. I am very fond of babies. One reason of it, I think, is, that they cannot hurt me with their little hands. They pull my ears, but not so hard as to give me pain. Once, on a hot day, when my mouth was open, and my tongue was out, Dot took hold of my tongue, and pulled it as hard as he could. I did not even say Bow-wow. I let him pull away. I would have all people know that this baby is not to be touched while I am here. If you come near to disturb baby, I shall bark; but, if you try to touch him, I shall bite. So be careful. You must not even touch baby's rattle that lies on the floor. I hear my mistress tell people what a good dog I am, and how she can trust me to take care of baby. Yes, I am proud to say I do my duty. I hold my head up, and keep my eyes wide open. That drawing of me is from a photograph, and is a very good likeness. As I can't write, I have got Master John to write this down for me. Master John. THE PARROT FEEDING ITS YOUNG. The parrot is a curious bird. Here is a picture of one feeding its young. It has a large hooked beak, and climbs trees by the aid of its beak and feet. The plumage of parrots varies in color. I have seen it of a bright green, also, red and gray. These birds were well known to the ancient Greeks and Romans, who got them mostly from India and Africa. The parrot, as every child knows, can be taught to talk. This power it shares with some other birds whose tongues are thick, round, and almost the same in form as that of the parrot. Starlings, blackbirds, jays, jackdaws, and ravens can imitate the human voice. The parrot imitates all the noises it hears—the mewing of cats, the barking of dogs, and the cries of birds—as easily as it imitates speech. The parrots brought from Africa seem to prefer imitating the voices of children, and, on that account, more easily receive their education from them. But the gray parrot imitates the grave tones of older persons. A parrot from Guinea, taught on the voyage by an old sailor, had caught up his hoarse voice and cough perfectly. Afterwards, owned and taught by a young girl, it did not forget the lessons of its first master. It was amusing to hear this bird pass from a soft, girlish voice to his hoarse and sailor-like tone. Not only has the parrot the power of imitating the human voice, but it seems to wish to do so. This is shown by its attention in listening, and by the efforts it makes to repeat every word. It will often repeat words or sounds that no one has taken the trouble to teach it. A parrot which had grown old with its master, and shared with him the pains of old age, being used to hear but little more than the words, "I am very ill," when asked, "What is the matter, Polly?" answered in a dismal tone, and stretching itself, "I am very ill." The language of the parrot is not wanting in ideas. When you ask one if it has breakfasted, it knows well how to answer you, if it has satisfied its hunger. It will not tell you that it has breakfasted when this is not the case: at least, you cannot force it to say "No" when it ought to say "Yes." I have heard of a parrot, which, when pleased, would laugh most heartily, and then cry out, "Don't make me laugh so! I shall die, I shall die." The bird would also mimic sobbing, and exclaim, "So bad, so bad! got such a cold!" If any one happened to cough, the parrot would remark, "What a bad cold!" Uncle Charles. The Sea-Swallow. The Sea-Swallow. LITTLE RUTH'S PRAYER. Stormy and chilly had been the day; Drifts of snow on the sidewalk lay: All who were out in the wintry street Went shivering on with rapid feet; And some were poor, and thinly clad, And wished that a good warm home they had. But, gloomy without, it was bright within, In the house where our little Ruth had been: By the nursery fireside's cheerful blaze Merry had been her thoughts and plays; She had dressed her dolls for a fancy ball, And read her story-books one and all. But when, at the close of the happy day, She knelt, her one little prayer to say, She thought of the hungry, perishing poor, Of the children who cold and sorrow endure, And, laying her head on her mother's knee, Said, "Give them, O Father, all you give me!" Dora Burnside. ARTHUR'S MISHAP. I am a little boy, three years old, named Arthur; and I want to tell you what happened to me last summer. I went down to the seashore to visit my grandmamma, alone, without mamma, or Mary, my nurse. Grandpapa took me in the cars, and I staid almost a week. I had a good time; for they have horses and cows and pigs and chickens, and a swing. One day, Aunt Anna and I went to the duck-pond. I had a rod and line, and made believe fish. Aunt Anna turned away for a minute, and, when she looked around, all she could see of me was my hat, floating on the water. I had tumbled in, and was way down at the bottom of the pond. But I soon rose to the top; and Aunt Anna reached over, and pulled me out, and ran up to the house with me in her arms. I did not cry at all, but coughed and sputtered a little, and told her I didn't like that old duck-pond. Grandmamma took off all my wet clothes, and wrapped me in a blanket, and sang me to sleep. When I waked up, I felt all right. I got a good drink of water when I was in the pond; but I don't mean to go very near the edge next time. E. B. PUSSY GETS A WARNING. "Pussy, now that you are here, I wish to say a few words to you; and it will be for your peace of mind to give heed to them at once. I have seen you several times, of late, looking sharply at that little wren's nest in the pear-tree." "Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!" "Yes, I know what you mean by that; but you need not plead innocence. You think, that, as soon as those eggs are hatched, you'll have a good feast on the little birds." "Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!" "Oh, you needn't deny it. Now, old cat, take my advice, and, if you don't want to come to grief, shun temptation in season. If I find you harming those birds, do you know what will happen?" "Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!" "Oh, you don't, eh? Well, I'll leave it to you to guess what will happen. I'll only say this: there will be a noise at the river- side one of these fine mornings, and a certain cat may get a ducking." "Mee-ow, mee-ow! Fitt! Fitt!" "You object to that, do you? Then, pussy, don't let me find you meddling with the little birds or watching their nests." Frank. "PROUD AS A PEACOCK." A DIALOGUE. Laura.—Why is it, Rachel, that you wear that old winter dress to church, this fine spring morning? Look at me. Rachel.—What a pretty silk! And what a becoming hat and plume! Laura.—I gave my mother no peace till she got them for me. Why don't you make your father buy you a new spring dress, Rachel? Rachel.—He would have given me such a dress, if I had not told him I should like something else better. Laura.—Indeed! Pray, what else would you like better than a beautiful spring dress? Rachel.—I knew that if my father gave me a silk dress this spring, he could not afford to let me take music-lessons: so I told him I would rather study music than have a new dress. Laura.—What a silly girl, to prefer music-lessons to a nice new dress! Rachel.—Hark! What is that harsh noise? Laura.—It is the cry of that foolish peacock from the balcony of the garden yonder. He wants us to admire him. Rachel.—How he struts about, and arches his neck, and shows his fine feathers, bright with all the colors of the rainbow! Laura.—I would not change my canary-bird for him. Rachel.—And I would not change my music for your new silk dress, Laura. Laura.—Why do you say that? But, first, who is that man standing there by the garden-gate? Rachel.—That is Mr. Blunt, the clergyman who is to preach for us to-day. Laura.—He looks at me, and now he looks at the peacock, and now at me again, and now, with a smile, at the peacock, and now—O Rachel! this is too bad. I know what he is thinking of. Rachel.—Let us hurry on to church. The bell has begun to toll. Laura.—Ah, Rachel, he says to me, as plainly as looks can say, that I am as vain as yonder peacock. Rachel.—Why, Laura, how you blush! Do you think you deserve such a reproof? Laura.—I do, I do. Here, this Sunday morning, I have been thinking more of my new summer silk than of any thing else. Like that screeching peacock, I have been vain of my fine feathers. Yes, let us hurry on to church. One sermon I have had already. It was all given in a look. Rachel.—You are quick to take a hint, I see. Laura.—I hope I may be as quick to profit by it. "Pride shall have a fall," says the proverb; and my pride has fallen. Rachel.—I shall not try to help it up, my dear. Anna Livingston. GRANDMOTHER'S STORY.