take a walk in the fields in the early spring, which flowers shall
we be likely to see? Which later? What color are they? Which are
fragrant? Which most beautiful? Which would you like for your flower
vase? Which would you like to plant and care for in a box of earth or a
garden-bed?

Can you find and name the parts of a plant--root, stem, leaves, bud,
flower? Learn the uses of each part.

Here are some pretty verses on "Spring and the Flowers." Perhaps you
will commit them to memory.

In the snowing and the blowing,
In the cruel sleet,
Little flowers begin their growing
Far beneath our feet.

Softly taps the Spring and cheerly:
"Darlings, are you there?"
Till they answer, "We are nearly,
Nearly ready, dear.

"Where is Winter with his snowing?
Tell us, Spring," they say.
Then she answers, "He is going,
Going on his way.

"Poor old Winter does not love you,
But his time is past;
Soon my birds shall sing above you--
Set you free at last."

LESSON XXXV.

WHAT IS NECESSARY TO MAKE PLANTS GROW.

Plants do not grow in winter. Can you tell why? Plants do not grow in
hot places called deserts. Can yon think of any reason for this?

What two things are necessary to make plants grow? At what time of the
year can they get these?

If a country has a great deal of heat and rain; what can we be sure of
about its trees and grass and flowers?

There are places that have rain enough, but very little heat. How do you
suppose the trees grow there?

You may get information about plants and things by seeing for yourself,
by asking others, and by reading books.

[Illustration: "IF A COUNTRY HAS A GREAT DEAL OF HEAT AND RAIN."]

_Write the names_:

Of some grains that we use for food.

Of some vegetables that we use for food.

Of two plants from which clothing is made.

Of woods used in making furniture.

Of woods used in building our houses.

LESSON XXXVI.

SUMMER RAIN.

Oh, gentle, gentle summer rain!
Let not the silver lily pine,
The drooping lily pine in vain,
To feel that dewy touch of thine,
To drink thy freshness once again,
Oh, gentle, gentle summer rain!

In heat the landscape quivering lies,
The cattle pant beneath the tree;
Through parching air and purple skies
The earth looks up, in vain, for thee;
For thee--for thee it looks in vain,
Oh, gentle, gentle summer rain!

Come thou, and brim the m