nk that the present number, both in its pictorial and its literary
contents, will please our host of readers, young and old. The charming
little story of "The Little Culprit," in its mixture of humor and
pathos, has been rarely excelled.

The drawing lessons, consisting of outlines made by Weir from Landseer's
pictures, seem to be fully appreciated by our young readers, and we have
received from them several copies which are very creditable.

Remember that for teaching children to read there are no more attractive
volumes than "The Easy Book" and "The Beautiful Book," published at this
office.

The pleasant days of spring ought to remind canvassers that now is a
good time for getting subscribers, and that "The Nursery" needs but to
be shown to intelligent parents to be appreciated. See terms.

The use of "The Nursery" in schools has been attended with the best
results. We have much interesting testimony on this point, which we may
soon communicate. It will be worthy the attention of teachers and school
committees.

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"Every house that has children in it, needs 'The Nursery' for their
profit and delight: and every childless house needs it for the sweet
portraiture it gives of childhood."--Northampton Journal.

[Illustration: THE DOG WHO LOST HIS MASTER.

THE DOG WHO LOST HIS MASTER

Spot was a little dog who had come all the way from Chicago to Boston,
in the cars with his master. But, as they were about to take the cars
back to their home, they entered a shop near the railroad-station; and
there, before Spot could get out to follow his master, a bad boy shut
the door, and kept the poor dog a prisoner.

The cars were just going to start. In vain did the master call "Spot,
Spot!" In vain did poor Spot bark and whine, and scrat