"That is a snowbird," said Robert. "It likes the snow. It does not mind the cold. It stays here all winter."
"Oh, Ned," said Rose one day, "what do you think I have? It is a new story book. Father gave it to me this morning. I have been reading in it."
"It is a pretty book," said Ned. "Are there any good stories in it?"
"Oh, yes. One story is about a little boy who went to sleep in the meadow.
I don't know what his name was, but they called him Little Boy Blue.
He took care of the sheep and the cows. He had a horn to blow.
The sheep and the cows would come when they heard the horn."
"Here is the story, now. And here is the picture of Little Boy Blue.
"Little Boy Blue, Come, blow your horn! The sheep are in the meadow, The cows are in the corn.
Where, where can the little boy be? Oh, here he is, sleeping, don't you see?"
Robert helps his father. He helps take care of the chickens and the lambs.
Sometimes he drives the cows to the meadow. Sometimes he drives them home at night.
"Will you not drive them home? It is time to milk them."
"Yes, father, I will bring them home. I like to drive them.
Come, Don. You know how to drive the cows. You may come with me.
There they go! What a fine thing it is to live on a farm!"
Frank seen never would city street river tools
Frank lives in the city. He has never seen a farm. He has never seen a brook.
He has never heard the robins singing in the tree tops.
A river runs by the city. Sometimes Frank goes down to the river to see the boats and ships.
Sometimes he plays in the street by his home. The street is not a good place to play.
Frank has many playthings, and he is as happy as any farmer boy. He would not be happy on a farm.
One day Frank's father gave him a box of tools.
He made a stand for his mother. He made a cradle for his sister's doll.
Winter is the time for wind and snow. seasons autumn gone warm green
There is no snow on the ground now. The days are warm and bright. The sun is high in the sky.
Soon the ground will be green with grass. There are wild flowers in the woods now.
All the birds have come back from the South.
The robin is here. He is building a nest in the old tree. Soon there will be some little blue eggs in the nest.
The old owl did not go South. But he is glad that spring has come.