Category: The new McGuffey fourth reader
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YOUNG BENJAMIN FRANKLIN
YOUNG BENJAMIN FRANKLIN By Nathaniel Hawthorne. When Benjamin Franklin was a boy he was very fond of fishing; and many of his leisure hours were spent on the margin of the mill pond catching flounders, perch, and eels that came up thither with the tide. The place where Ben and his playmates did most of…
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The new McGuffey fourth reader: Burning the Fallow
Burning The Fallow By Susanna Moodie The day was sultry, and toward noon a strong wind sprang up that roared in the pine tops like the dashing of distant billows, but without in the least degree abating the heat. The children were lying listlessly upon the floor, and the girl and I were finishing sunbonnets,…
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The Star Spangled Banner
THE STAR SPANGLED BANNERBy Francis Scott Key Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn’s early light,What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming,Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro’the perilous fight,O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,Gave proof through the night…
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The new McGuffey fourth reader: The Old Oaken Bucket
THE OLD OAKEN BUCKETBy Samuel Woodworth How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,When fond recollection presents them to view!The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wildwood,And every loved spot which my infancy knew;The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it:The bridge and the rock where the cataract fell:The cot…
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The new McGuffey fourth reader: An Adventure with Wolves
AN ADVENTURE WITH WOLVES Some forty years ago I passed the winter in the wilderness of northern Maine. I was passionately fond of skating, and the numerous lakes and rivers, frozen by the intense cold, offered an ample field to the lover of this pastime. Sometimes my skating excursions were made by moonlight; and it…
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The New McGuffey Reader: The Tempest
THE TEMPESTBy James T. Fields We were crowded in the cabin;Not a soul would dare to sleepIt was midnight on the waters,And a storm was on the deep. ‘Tis a fearful thing in winterTo be shattered by the blast,And to hear the rattling trumpetThunder, “Cut away the mast!” So we shuddered there in silence,For the…
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The New McGuffey Reader: If I were a boy
IF I WERE A BOY If I were a boy again, and knew what I know now, I would not be quite so positive in my opinions as I used to be. Boys generally think that they are very certain about many things. A boy of fifteen is generally a great deal more sure of…
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The new McGuffey fourth reader: LITTLE BOY BLUE
LITTLE BOY BLUEBy Eugene Field The little toy dog is covered with dust,But sturdy and stanch he stands;And the little toy soldier is red with rust,And his musket it molds in his hands.Time was when the little toy dog was new,And the soldier was passing fair,And there was a time when our Little Boy BlueKissed…
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The new McGuffey fourth reader: Harry and His Dog
HARRY AND HIS DOG By Mary Russell Mitford “Beg, Frisk, beg,” said little Harry, as he sat on an inverted basket, at his grandmother’s door, eating, with great satisfaction, a porringer of bread and milk. His little sister Annie sat on the ground opposite to him, now twisting her flowers into garlands, and now throwing…