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6. They wondered what made the strange light. Some thought it came from an air-ship.

7. Many years ago a man in Philadelphia made a kite and flew it. He was too old to play with kites. But he was not playing. He was trying to find out something. The lower end of the string ran into a bottle.

8. He flew his kite right in the midst of some thunder-clouds. Pretty soon there was a flash of lightning very near the kite.

9. The man examined the bottle into which the string ran. It held a spark of lightning. The lightning had come from the thunder-clouds down the string and into the bottle.

10. This man's name was Benjamin Franklin. He invented the lightning-rod which saves our houses from strokes of lightning.

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1. Once upon a time there was a little sea

nymph named Clytie.

2. Sea-nymphs are water fairies that live in caves in the bottom of the sea.

3. One day her father brought her to the top of the sea. She saw the sun-god for the first time.

4. She thought he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

5. After that she would come and sit on the shore every day to watch the sun-god go across the sky.

6. One time she sat nine days and nights on the shore watching the sun-god.

7. When she was ready to go home, she could not move.

8. Poor Clytie had sat on the shore so long, looking at the sun-god, her feet had taken root in the sand.

9. Her dress had turned into pretty green leaves. Her face and hair had turned into a beautiful, golden flower.

10. This beautiful golden flower still likes the sun and, as Clytie did, watches it go round.

11. We call it the sun-flower.

12. Can

you tell

your Mama and Papa this story when you go home from school today?

LITTLE BOY BLUE

Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.

Where's the little boy that tends the sheep? He's under the haycock, fast asleep.

Go wake him, go wake him. Oh! no, not I; For if I awake him, he'll certainly cry.

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is plenty to eat. Why should we hunt trouble? Let us enjoy the good things at hand."

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