Category: The new McGuffey fourth reader
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The Golden Touch part 1
THE GOLDEN TOUCHBy Nathaniel Hawthorne I.Once upon a time, there lived a very rich man, and a king besides, whose name was Midas; and he had a little daughter, whom nobody but myself ever heard of, and whose name I either never knew, or have entirely forgotten. So, because I love odd names for little…
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The Golden Touch part 2
The Golden Touch Continued VI.Midas, meanwhile, had poured out a cup of coffee; and, as a matter of course, the coffeepot, whatever metal it may have been when he took it up, was gold when he set it down. He thought to himself that it was rather an extravagant style of splendor, in a king…
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The Good Reader
THE GOOD READER It is told of Frederick the Great, King of Prussia, that, as he was seated one day in his private room, a written petition was brought to him with the request that it should be immediately read. The king had just returned from hunting, and the glare of the sun, or some…
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Good Will
GOOD WILLBy John Townsend Throwbridge I suppose you all, my boys, are looking for some sort of success in life; it is right that you should; but what are your notions of success? To get rich as soon as possible, without regard to the means by which your wealth is acquired? There is no true…
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The Sermon on the Mount
THE SERMON ON THE MOUNT And there followed him great multitudes of people from Galilee, and from Decapolis, and from Jerusalem, and from Judea, and from beyond Jordan. And seeing the multitudes, he went up into a mountain : and when he was set, his disciples came unto him. And he opened his mouth, and…
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The Pied Piper of Hamelin
The Pied Piper Of Hamelin By Robert Browning I. Hamelin town’s in Brunswick,By famous Hanover city;The river Weser, deep and wide,Washes its wall on the southern sideA pleasanter spot you never spied;But when begins my ditty,Almost five hundred years ago,To see the townsfolk suffer soFrom vermin, what a pity! II. Rats!They fought the dogs and…
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The Gentle Hand
THE GENTLE HANDBy Timothy S. Arthur When and where, it matters not now to relate—but once upon a time, as I was passing through a thinly peopled district of country, night came down upon me almost unawares. Being on foot, I could not hope to gain the village toward which my steps were directed until…
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On the Banks of the Tennessee
ON THE BANKS OF THE TENNESSEEBy William D. Gallagher I sit by the open window,And look to the hills away,Over beautiful undulationsThat glow with the flowers of May;And as the lights and the shadowsWith the passing moments change,Comes many a scene of beautyWithin my vision’s range.But there is not one among themThat is half so…
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The Miller of the Dee
THE MILLER OF THE DEEBy CHARLES MACKEY There dwelt a miller hale and boldBeside the river Dee;He worked and sang from morn till night,No lark more blithe than he;And this the burden of his songForever used to be,—“I envy nobody; no, not I,And nobody envies me!”“Thou’rt wrong, my friend!” said good King Hal;“Thou’rt wrong as…
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True Manliness
TRUE MANLINESS I. “Please, mother, do sit down and let me try my hand,” said Fred Liscom, a bright active boy, twelve years old. Mrs. Liscom, looking pale and worn, was moving languidly about, trying to clear away the breakfast she had scarcely tasted. She smiled, and said, “You, Fred, you wash dishes?” “Yes, indeed,…