Many ways are used by different people to facilitate the labour of travelling, and conveying heavy articles from place to place.

Horses, and other animals, are trained, to carry people and burdens on their backs, and to draw various kinds of carriages.

But where it can be practised, we know of no method more convenient, than that of going by water, in vessels or boats.

Boats are used for crossing rivers, going to market, catching fish, and many other purposes:

And they form a very pleasant and agreeable mode of going from place to place, across the water, when the distance is not great.

And in large ships we may cross the ocean, and visit the most distant parts of the earth.

In going short distances, small boats are made to pass through the water, by means of paddles or oars.

But some boats, and all large vessels, have sails; and the wind blows them swiftly and gently along.

It is very pleasant to sail on the water, but children should never venture in boats alone.

In the following words ti ci, and sci. sound like sh.

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am bì tious

àn cient gra cious pa tient

pa tience

quo tient

spa, cious

so cial

spe Cious

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cap tious

con science

con scious fac tious precious special

cap ric ious
con ten tious

com mer cial

ef fic ient

es sen tial

fac ti tious
flagitious
in i tial

in fec tious
ma gic ian
mili tia
of fic ial
of fic ious

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cre dèn tials de fic ient de fic ience de licious li cen tious lo gic ian

ju die ious
fru i tion

mu si cian

nu tri tion pro ficient

pro pi tious pru den tial po ten tial pro vin cial They that go down to the sea in ships,that do business in great waters; these see the work of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.

per nic ious

For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof:

They mount up to the heaven; they go down again to the depths; their soul is. melted because of trouble.

They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end.

Thenthey cry unto the Lord in their trouble,and he bringeth them out of their distress.. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves are still.

Then are they glad, because they be quiet; so he bringeth them to their desiredhaven,

Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men.

And so you do not like to spell,
Mary, my dear; O very well;
'Tis dull and troublesome you say;
And you had rather be at play.

Then bring me all your books again :-
Nay; Mary, why do you complain?
For as you do not choose to read,
You shall not have your books, indeed.
So as you wish to be a dunce,
Pray go and fetch me them at once;
For if you will not learn to spell,
"Tis vain to think of reading well.

Now, don't you think, you'll blush to own,
When you become a woman grown,
Without one good excuse to plead,
That you have never learn'd to read?

O dear, Mamma, said Mary then,
Do let me have my books again,
I'll not fret any more indeed,
If you will let me learn to read.

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con sùmp tion de tràc tion com pulsion de jec tion com bus tion de scrip tion com mis sion de struc tion de clen sion de cep tion

e mis sion mu ni tion o mis sion pre emp tion pro duc tion pro tec tion pre sump tion re ten tion re pul sion re duc tion

vo li tion

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ab stràc tion at trac tion

af fec tion as cen sion

as ser tion

ac ces sion

at ten tion

af flic tion

ab seis sion
ad mis sion

al lis ion
ad di tion
con trac tion
col lec tion
con struction in truc tion
con june tion subtraction
con vul sion sub scrip tion

con scrip tion
con vic tion

dis trac tion
dis per sion
dis cre tion

dis tinc tion

ex pres sion
ex cep tion
ex pul sion
in flic tion

THE VIOLET.

Down in a green, and shady bed,
A modest violet grew;

Its stalk was bent, it hung its head,
As if to hide from view.

And yet it was a lovely flow'r,
Its colours bright and fair:
It might have grac'd a rosy bow'r,
Instead of hiding there.

Yet there it was content to bloom,
In modest tints array'd;

And there it spread its sweet perfume,
Within the silent shade.

Then let me to the valley go,
This pretty flow'r to see;
That I may also learn to grow,
In sweet humility.

THE ORPHAN.

My father and mother are dead,
No friend or relation I have;
And now the cold earth is their bed,
And daisies grow over their grave,
I cast my eyes into the tomb;

The sight made me bitterly cry:
I said, and is this the dark room,
Where my father and mother must lie?
I cast my eyes round me again,

In hopes some protector to see ; Alas! but the search was in vain,

For none had compassion on me I cast my eyes up to the sky,

I groan'd, though I said not a word; Yet God was not deaf to my cry;

The friend of the fatherless heard O yes, and he graciously smil'd,

And bid me on him to depend; He whisper'd-fear not, little child, For I am thy father and friend.

DEATH OF AN INFANT.
How solemn did the moment seem,
When from its tender parents' love,
Death's chilly hand, to worlds unseen,
A lovely infant, did remove.

One hour what beauty deck'd its face! What blending smiles with white and red! A moment, and its lovely grace,

And all its active powers are fled. Who could behold with tearless eye,

And witness such a heartfelt scene, Born just to weep, and smile, and die,

Nor understand what pleasures mean