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Title: In the child's world : morning talks and stories for kindergartens, primary schools and homes
Year: 1893 (1890s)
Authors: Poulsson, Emilie, 1853-1939 Bridgman, L. J. ill. (Lewis Jesse), 1857-1931, ill
Subjects: Kindergarten Education
Publisher: Springfield, Mass. : Milton Bradley
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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so dear,And our days were glad with love and cheer.Happy of heart and swift on the wingNaught did we do but carol and sing.We caroled with rapture, but soon, oh! soonA deeper joy gave a sweeter tune.For my mate and I, in a tall, green tree,Built the prettiest home that you eer did see.Such a cosy home! Such a precious nest!But the brood it held—Ah! that was the best! That is a very pretty song, said the Cotton Plants. Butdid you say you could tell us something about what becomes ofour cotton?1 Tweet, tweet; that I can ! said the bird. When my mateand I were ready to build our nest we had to search well for thematerials. One day we were flying near the window of thehouse in which lives the family for whom we often sing, andthere we saw the mother and little Nellie sewing. Pretty soonwe heard little Nellies mother say that the birds would like somethreads to weave into their nest, and Nellie threw a bunch oflong strings out of the window. Oh, they were so fine and ^HK^/IBW?, * c^^v--^
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PICKING THE COTTON. 424 IN THE CHILDS WORLD. strong! And—now I suppose you will think this the best partof my story!—those fine, strong threads were made of cottonfrom cotton plants. I am sure of it, for I heard Nellies mothertelling her the whole story. So that is what becomes of part ofyour cotton; Nellie and her mother sew with it and give someto the birds for nest making. The Cotton Plants had listened eagerly and now thanked thelittle bird for his pretty story,— As pretty as your songs, saidthey, and that is high praise. Come and tell it to us againsometime. Gladly, answered the little bird. Truth to tell, I amsomewhat lonely at times, far away from my friends in theNorth, and I shall be happy to visit you. While the bird was telling his story, some of the Sunbeamswhich were playing about the field had drawn near to listen, andnow they began to speak. We know something about cotton, said they. Often andoften have we heard the women say that there was nothing likethe sunshin

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