ittle fellow must make the best of what he can get. See
how cleverly he has put a brick under the broken leg of the stool to
prop it. I like to see boys clever and ingenious.

BARTER.--Miss Lucy Hart was a nice girl, but rather thoughtless,
little regarding any time but the present--new things in her eyes
being the prettiest and the best;--thus, she would cast away old
toys for new ones, as if she were not likely to want them again.
See, Master George Mc Gregor is bartering for her skipping-rope;
offering some fruit in exchange for it. The fruit he has picked off
the tree without permission. I know Lucy's mamma will be vexed; for
not only will the fruit soon be gone, and the skip-rope wanted
again, but it was a present from Papa. The plaything cost far more
than a little fruit, which will be quickly eaten, and possibly make
Lucy unwell after so much as she has had to-day.

CATASTROPHE.--Poor dear lady! has the cat tried to help himself to a
gold fish, and overturned the handsome glass vase? Naughty Tom!
greedy puss! I am sure kind Mrs. Blossom always feeds you well; and
I think you know that you have done wrong, or you would not run so
fast over the rails into Admiral Seaworth's garden, where he keeps
his large dog Neptune, who may bark and send you back in a fright.

Poor fish, see how they gasp!--run and fetch some water, or they
will die. Men drown in water, but fish cannot live out of it. It is
the nature of cats to catch mice and birds--so that we should keep
our little favourites out of their reach.

DELIGHTFUL.--These boys, I fear, are bathing without their parents'
consent, which is very wrong, indeed. It is very pleasant in the
water on a fine day; but little boys should not go there, as it
might be deep, and they might become cramped in their limbs, and be
drowned when no one was near, as many naughty boys have been before
now.

It is proper that boys should learn to swim, when with Papa or some
kind friend, but not as these boys have. I feel just sure they have
played the truant--as I see the village school-master, with his
little dog, coming over the rustic bridge to catch them.

I think that the letter D might, in this case, stand for Disobedient
as well as Delightful.

ECCENTRICITY.--What have we here?--a very odd, comical picture,
indeed! What a strange fellow, to put his hat upon the fire, and a
saucepan on his head. I do declare he has his trowsers and waistcoat
on wrong side before. Se