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Identifier: stnicholasserial4311dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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342 THE LINGUISTS 343 II Uncle Francis is a farmer, and he is extremelywise, He talks with all his animals of every kind andsize, With hens and pigs, with cows and geese, with horses, dogs, and birds.He knows their calls, and they know his, as well as we know words.They follow him with feet, or eyes, as he goes to and fro. They love my Uncle Francis for he understandsthem so. Ill Sometimes he harnesses the horse, and takes me for a ride ; —He talks with all the beasts we meet along the country side.The dogs bark back, the chipmunks scold, the horses neigh with glee,The slow cows moo, the blue-jays laugh, and throw nuts from their tree.He knows the far-off hidden voice of every bird that flies, And tells me what the old crows mean by all theirvaried cries.
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IV Im proud of both my uncles, each so clever with his voice, Id be like Uncle Francis, though, if I could have my choice. Instead of 1 earning languages that you can find in books, I d learn the ones you find in fields and woods, by lakes and brooks. For any one can learn man-talk, who studies and is smart; But beast-talk cant be learned that way,—you must learn tliat by heart. ON THE BATTLE-FRONT OF ENGINEERING BY A. RUS Managing Editor of Scientific American, Chapter II BURIED ALIVE A YEAR and a thousand miles separate this chap-ter from the last. To Jack Winans the yearseemed like ten and the miles like ten thousand,for he had dragged himself, painfully, over muchof the distance on foot. Mr. Bartos work at Thunder River was longsince completed. After the pit inside the ring ofcaissons had been carried down to rock, work onthe foundations had moved along so briskly thatby the end of May they were finished. To besure, the main body of the dam was still to bebuilt on them, but that

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