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Title: Sandford and Merton : in words of one syllable
Year: 1800 (1800s)
Authors: Day, Thomas, 1748-1789 Aikin, Lucy, 1781-1864
Subjects: Children's stories, English
Publisher: New York : McLoughlin Brother's, Publishers
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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heart hadspread since his stay atMr. Barlows, for they sawthat his mind, his heart,and his health had allgrown strong by it. No one saw Tom fret atMr. Barlows, as he haddone at home, for since hehad had Hal to love andgive way to, his thoughtshad been so much drawnoff from self that it madea new life of it. Nor washe the worse for the cold,which was now so greatthat the ponds were a mass of ice, and the earth wasbare of food for bird andbeast. When Tom came backto Mr. Barlows, the firstthing he did was to go andlook at his new house; butto his great grief he foundthat his choice plum tree,from which he was in hopesof so much fruit, had beencut at the root by the teethof the hares, and was dead.Tom ran to Mr. Barlow ina great rage to tell him whatthose vile hares had done. Mr. Barlow.— I grieveto hear that your tree isdead, but it is now too lateto help it Tom. — Yes, but youmay have the rogues allshot, so that they shouldnot get to our pear tree,which you know, sir, is notfar off.
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The Bear snaps his Chain, but is caught by Mr. Barlow. SANDFORD AND MERTON. Mr. Barlow. You should have had a fenceput round your tree tosave it from the hares.And as all things are somuch in want of food nowthat this hard frost has setin, of a truth, I know notwhat is to be said if theycome too near for it, as thepoor things must eat. Tom said he did not likethis cold time of the yearat all. Well, said Hal, Icould tell you of a land,which is far north, wherethere are no trees, andwhere the men know nothow to make bread, andhave no sheep, hogs, orcows. Tom.— What then havethey to live on ? Hal.— They have largestags, which are tame, and live in herds; and whenthe snow is on the groundthey scratch it and find asort of moss which growsthere; and when the frostis too hard for this, themen kill part of the herdand live on the flesh, whichkeeps good a long time inso cold a clime. The skinsof the deer they spread onthe ground to sleep on, andmake warm coats of them.They have but one kin

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