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cold here, we leave and fly away to the

South, a warm country.

There we find

all the food we can eat."

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"I do not like to leave my snug home in the tree," said the squirrel. "I am no great traveler. I am glad I cannot fly."

SOUR GRAPES.

"What beautiful grapes!" said the Fox. They were high above his head.

He jumped and stretched and tried to get them, but failed.

He found they were too high.

"I don't want them," he said.

"They are only sour grapes."

GAME OF INDUSTRY.

I am the farmer who sows the grain.
I'm the little cloud sending down rain.
I am the man who reaps and mows.
I'm the driver who to the field

goes.

I toss the sheaves, and I build the load.

I

open the doors as you come up the road.
We two men watch the thrashing machine.
We put grain in the bags, nice and clean.
I pile the bags and go to the mill.
I'm the boy walking up a steep hill.
I am the miller all dressed in white,
I'll try my best to get done to-night.
I am the baker making the bread

So that boys and girls and all may be fed.

And we children ali who like to eat

The fresh, sweet bread from the golden wheat;

Our thanks to farmer and miller give,

And to all who work that we may live.

And we thank the Lord who made the wheat

And gave us our daily bread to eat;

Who made this world and our friends so dear,

And who placed us little children here.

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thirsty

pitcher

gather

THE CROW AND THE PITCHER.

"I am thirsty," said the Crow.

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"Where can I find some water?"

The Crow flew from one place to another, but no spring could he find.

Here is water in this pitcher." The water was so low that the Crow could not reach it. "What shall I do?" said the Crow. "Ah! I have a plan."

He began to gather small stones and drop them one by one into the pitcher.

The water rose, and when it was near the top the wise old Crow took a drink.

Where there is a will, there is a way.

quiet

rejoiced

WHO WILL BELL THE CAT?

A wise old cat lived in a house where

there were many mice.

Each day the cat caught one or two of the mice, and some days even more.

The mice tried to keep out of her sight, but she could walk so softly that before they knew she was near, she would have one in her mouth.

One day the mice called a meeting to see what could be done about the cat.

The mice had many plans. One said: "Let us all keep in the part of the house where the dog is. He and the cat fight."

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