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SUPPOSE

SUPPOSE, my little lady,

Your doll should break her head,
Could you make it whole by crying
Till your eyes and nose are red?
And wouldn't it be pleasanter
To treat it as a joke,

And say you're glad 'twas dolly's
And not your head that broke?

Suppose you're dressed for walking, And the rain comes pouring down, Will it clear off any sooner

Because you

scold and frown?

And wouldn't it be better

For

you to smile than pout,

And so make sunshine in the house,

When there is none without?

Suppose your task, my

Is very hard to get,

little man,

Will it make it any easier
For you to sit and fret?

And wouldn't it be wiser

Than waiting like a dunce, To go to work in earnest

And learn the thing at once?

Suppose the world doesn't please you,
Nor the way some people do,
you think the whole creation
Will be altered just for you?

Do

And isn't it, my boy or girl,
The wisest, bravest plan
Whatever comes or doesn't come,

To do the best you can?

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THE air for the wing of the sparrow,
The bush for the robin and wren,

But always the path that is narrow
And straight, for the children of men.

- ALICE CARY.

NOVEMBER

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HE leaves are fading and falling,
The winds are rough and wild,
The birds have ceased their calling,
But let me tell you, my child,

Though day by day, as it closes,
Doth darker and colder grow,
The roots of the bright red roses
Will keep alive in the snow.

And when the winter is over,

The boughs will get new leaves, The quail come back to the clover, And the swallow back to the eaves.

The robin will wear on his bosom
A vest that is bright and new,
And the loveliest wayside blossom
Will shine with the sun and dew.

So, when some dear joy loses
Its beauteous summer glow,
Think how the roots of the roses
Are kept alive in the snow.

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WHEN Columbus reached the New World, he landed on a beautiful green island. He tells us that the island was covered with trees like an orchard. The trees and the flowers and the fruits were different from any that he had ever seen before.

All day he remained on shore with his men. They were delighted with the warm air, the clear streams, the bright flowers, and the fresh fruit.

The natives were friendly and gentle. They wore no clothes, but their bodies were painted with many colors. They came near the strangers and seemed to wonder at their white faces.

Some of the natives wore rings of gold in their noses and ears. Columbus tried to learn from them where they had found the gold. They pointed to the south and said "Cuba." By signs they led him to believe that Cuba was a land where there was much gold.

Columbus was in haste to reach the mines of gold and the rich cities about which he had read. The next day he sailed with all his ships and sailors toward the south.

They passed by many green islands as beautiful as the one on which they had landed. Columbus sat on deck, watching the shore. He hoped and he believed that he should

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