The sun they loved so well.

[Illustration: TAPPING RAINS.

(Drumming with the fingers)]

[Illustration: POKED THEIR GREEN PLUMES UP. [fingers together
extending upward]]

Then flocks and flocks of hungry crows
Came down the corn to taste;
But ba-ang!--went the farmer's gun
And off they flew in haste.

[Illustration: THE GUN.

(Snap the fingers) [one arm extended, holding elbow with other hand]]

Then grew and grew the corn, until,
When autumn days had come,
With sickles keen they cut it down,
And sang the "Harvest Home."

[Illustration: THE SICKLE. [one arm extended and curved]]

[Music: HOW THE CORN GREW.

EMILIE POULSSON.

CORNELIA C. ROESKE.

1. There was a field that waiting lay,
All hard and brown and bare;
There was a thrifty farmer came
And fenced it in with care,
There was a thrifty farmer came
And fenced it in with care.]

2. Then came a ploughman with his plough;
From early until late,
Across the field and back again,
He ploughed the furrows straight.

3. The harrow then was brought to make
The ground more soft and loose;
And soon the farmer said with joy,
"My field is fit for use."

4. For many days the farmer then
Was working with his hoe;
And little Johnny brought the corn
And dropped the kernels--so!

5. And there they lay, until awaked
By tapping rains that fell,
Then pushed their green plumes up to greet
The sun they loved so well.

6. Then flocks and flocks of hungry crows
Came down the corn to taste;
But ba-ang! went the farmer's gun,
And off they flew in haste.

7. Then grew and grew the corn, until,
When autumn days had come,
With sickles keen they cut it down,
And sang the "Harvest Home."

[Illustration: XV. THE MILL.]

XV.--THE MILL.

A merry little river
Went singing day by day,
Until it reached a mill-dam
That stretched across its way.

[Illustration: THE MILLDAM. [hand sideways, fingers straight]]

And there it spread its waters,
A quiet pond, to wait
Until the busy miller
Should lift the water-gate.

[Illustration: LIFT THE WATER-GATE. [hands sideways, bent at knuckles,
fingers straight]]

Then, hurrying through the gateway,
The dashing waters found
A mighty millwheel waiting,
And turned it swiftly round.

[Illustration: THE MILLWHEEL. [hands turning over one another]]

But faster turned the millstones
Up