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MR. L. I say you are a philosopher, but I am sure you do not know what that means.
Boy. No, sir; no harm, I hope.
MR. L. No, no (laughing). Well, my boy, you seem to want nothing at all, so I shall not give you money to make you want anything. But were you ever at school?
Boy. No, sir; but father says I shall go after harvest.
Boy. Yes, the boys all have a spelling book and a Testament.
MR. L. Well, then, I will give you them. Tell your father so, and that is because I thought you a very good, contented boy. So now go to your sheep again.
Boy. I will, sir. Thank you.
Rudody, rosy; clet'er ly (kleyễr lĩ), skillfully; Michael mas (mikoel mas), the 29th of September, a church festival in honor of the archangel Michael; ås liève, as soon; phi los'o pher (fi los'o fér), one who has practical wisdom.
How did Mr. L. happen to meet the boy?
Did the boy have everything he wanted? Read some of his answers that you liked most.
Why did Mr. L. decide not to give him money?
What do you think he meant by calling the boy“quite a philosopher”?
Would we use these expressions: (1) “rooting up weeds," (2) “just by"; (3) “run ... of errands”; (4) “I will give you them"?
One honest John Tomkins, a hedger and ditcher,
Though cold was the weather, or dear was the food,
“For why should I grumble and murmur?” he said; "If I cannot get meat, I can surely get bread; And, though fretting may make my calamities deeper, It can never cause bread and cheese to be cheaper.”
If John was afflicted with sickness or pain,
If any one wronged him or treated him ill,
And thus honest John, though his station was humble, Passed through this sad world without even a grumble; And I wish that some folks, who are greater and richer, Would copy John Tomkins, the hedger and ditcher.
Hědg'ēr, one who makes or takes care of hedges; ca lam'i ties (ka lăm' i tiz), misfortunes; de spond'ence, loss of hope, gloom; stā'tion, rank in life. STUDY HELPS
In what way was John like the boy of the last lesson?
What did John say if the weather was bad or the food dear? What if he was sick or in pain? What did he say if someone treated him ill?
How would revenging an injury make two rogues instead of one?
Scented like a dream.
Through the sun-gilt leaves.
Here we go!
Lighter hearts to find.
Framed in by the door!
One, two, three!
Means to end the fun.
If we swing again?
Sản gilt', made golden by the sun. Ar'ca dy (är’ka dî), an imaginary country of peace and happiness. STUDY HELPS
Where was this swing?