Vegetables, Minerals and Animals.

In earth the vegetables grow,

Fast rooted in the soil,
And minerals lie deep below,
Dug thence with care and toil.
But animals have power of motion,
For life to them is given ;
On earth, or in the air or ocean,
Each kind's preserv'd by Heaven.

The Cat.

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I like little pussy, her coat is so warm,
And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm;
So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,
But pussy and I very gently will play ;
She shall sit by my side, and I'll give her some
food,

And she'll love me because I am gentle and good.

On Cleanliness.

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Do you cry when wash'd and not love to be clean?

And come to school dirty, not fit to be seen? Ah! look at your fingers, you see it is so; Did you ever behold such a little black row.

Suppose I should leave you now just as you

are,

And not say a word, about this affair :

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The ladies would wonder, and say is it so, That these little fingers should form a black

row.

Say, do you deserve a kind look from Grandma?

Or stand by her knee, and learn pretty great A? Ah, no-no. Indeed, it must not be so, Until these black fingers become a white row.

For once you may look at each other in class,
And count the clean faces that each other has;
But oh! see your fingers! you see it is so ;
Did you ever behold such a little black row!
Come-come then, I see you're beginning to
blush;

You wont be so dirty again, will you ?-hush;
Oh no! I will try to look very neat--
So the ladies will love me, and I'll take my

seat.

10 Spoken and Sung at the first Anniversary of The Infant School Society, by a Child under three years.

See me! I am a little boy,

Who comes to Infant School ;

And though I am not three years old,

I'll prove I am no fool.

For I can count-1, 2, 3, 4 ;*

Say, 1 and 2 make 3;

* The child counts his fingers, and shows by them addition, substraction, and multiplication:

Take 1 away, then 2 remain,
As you may plainly see.
Twice 1 are 2, twice 2 are 4,
And 6 is three times 2;
Twice 4 are 8, twice 5 are 10,
And more than this I do.
For I can say some pretty rhymes,
About the Dog and Cat;
And sing them very sweetly too,
And to beat time I pat.

I know that A does stand for Ape,
For Apple and for all;

That B does for a Bottle stand,
A Baker and a Ball.

C stands for Cake, and Cooper too,
D for my pretty Dog;
E Eagle is, our country's arms,
And F, it stands for Frog.
I know of substances there's two,
One sees, and feels, and loves;
The other only stands stock-still,
Nor hears, nor sees, nor moves.
But better still, I learn that God
Made all things that I see;

He made the earth-He made the sky---
And he made you and me.

On seeing a poor Child passing the School-room

window.

There's a poor child a going by,

I see her looking in,

She's just about as big as I,

Only so very thin.

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She has no shoes upon her feet,
She is so very poor;
And hardly any thing to eat-
I pity her I'm sure.

But I can come to Infant School,
Have meat, and bread, and fire,
And Teachers too, that love me so,
And all that I desire.

If I were forc'd to stay from school,
O dear, what should I do?
Ladies prepar'd a school for us,
And you may come in too.

Here, little girl, come back again,
And hold your ragged hat—
And we will put a penny in-
Go-buy some bread with that.

I'll never hurt a little dog,
But stroke and pat its head;

I like to see it wag its tail,
I like to see it fed.

Poor little dogs are very good,

And very useful too;

For do you know that they will mind
What they are bid to do.

Then I will never beat my dog,

Nor ever give him pain;

Poor fellow! I will give him food,
And he'll love me again.

PIECES FOR RECITATION.

The Treasure.

THIS Book the wond'rous history shows, How the wide world from nothing rose; How from confusion's tenfold night,

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Sun, moon, and stars, shot forth their light. 2
Here is revealed creation's plan ;
How earth received her tenant man :
How bright he rose, how soon he fell,

And, made for heaven, was doom'd to hell. 3

Here I survey, with deepest awe,
Heaven's holy, good, and righteous law;
Compar'd with this, myself I see
Enthrall'd in guilt and misery.

Trembling on dread destruction's brink,
My soul in dark despair would sink ;
But this bless'd book my peace secures,
And, whilst it wounds, it also cures.
Far above men or angels' thought,
I see my great salvation wrought :

For God's own Son from heav'n came down,
To purchase my immortal crown.
To save me from eternal fire,
Behold him on the cross expire ;

1 Gen. i. 1.'

Gen. i. 16.

3 Gen. ii. 8. Psal. viii. 5. Rom. v. 12. Psal. ix. 17. 4 Rom. vii. 12.

5 Gal. iii. 10, 11.
6 Psal. xl. 12, 13.
7 Psal. xix. 11.
B John iii. 16.
9 Rev. v. 9.

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