First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for October

Girls and Boys



Looby Light



St. Paul's Steeple



Ye Jolly Miller

The Land of Story-Books

At evening when the lamp is lit,

Around the fire my parents sit;

They sit at home and talk and sing,

And do not play at anything.


Now, with my little gun, I crawl

All in the dark along the wall,

And follow round the forest track

Away behind the sofa back.


There, in the night, where none can spy,

All in my hunter's camp I lie,

And play at books that I have read

Till it is time to go to bed.


These are the hills, these are the woods,

These are my starry solitudes;

And there the river by whose brink

The roaring lions come to drink.


I see the others far away

As if in firelit camp they lay,

And I, like to an Indian scout,

Around their party prowled about.


So when my nurse comes in for me,

Home I return across the sea,

And go to bed with backward looks

At my dear land of Story-Books.

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Week 7 My Father Meets a Lion from My Father's Dragon by Ruth Stiles Gannett Franklin His Own Teacher from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Biggest Frog Awakens from Among the Pond People by Clara Dillingham Pierson Nanny Who Wouldn't Go Home to Supper from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Up the Stairs by Lisa M. Ripperton The Children of Israel from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Lonely Herdsman (Part 2 of 2) from The Swiss Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins The Tower That Was Never Finished from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Somewhere Town by Kate Greenaway 		The Four Friends by A. A. Milne
One, Two, Three by Henry C. Bunner 		The Land of Nod by Robert Louis Stevenson America by Samuel Francis Smith
Cradle Song by Elizabeth Prentiss 		The Dear Old Woman in the Lane by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Dog, the Cock, and the Fox

A Dog and a Cock, who were the best of friends, wished very much to see something of the world. So they decided to leave the farmyard and to set out into the world along the road that led to the woods. The two comrades traveled along in the very best of spirits and without meeting any adventure to speak of.

At nightfall the Cock, looking for a place to roost, as was his custom, spied nearby a hollow tree that he thought would do very nicely for a night's lodging. The Dog could creep inside and the Cock would fly up on one of the branches. So said, so done, and both slept very comfortably.

With the first glimmer of dawn the Cock awoke. For the moment he forgot just where he was. He thought he was still in the farmyard where it had been his duty to arouse the household at daybreak. So standing on tip-toes he flapped his wings and crowed lustily. But instead of awakening the farmer, he awakened a Fox not far off in the wood. The Fox immediately had rosy visions of a very delicious breakfast. Hurrying to the tree where the Cock was roosting, he said very politely:

"A hearty welcome to our woods, honored sir. I cannot tell you how glad I am to see you here. I am quite sure we shall become the closest of friends."


[Illustration]

"I feel highly flattered, kind sir," replied the Cock slyly. "If you will please go around to the door of my house at the foot of the tree, my porter will let you in."

The hungry but unsuspecting Fox, went around the tree as he was told, and in a twinkling the Dog had seized him.

Those who try to deceive may expect to be paid in their own coin.