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"The hawk saved my life!" he cried; "and how did I repay him? He was my best friend, and I have killed him."
He clam-bered down the bank. He took the bird up gently, and laid it in his hunting bag. Then he mounted his horse and rode swiftly home.
He said to himself,--
"I have learned a sad lesson to-day; and that is, never to do any-thing in anger."
DOCTOR GOLDSMITH.
There was once a kind man whose name was Oliver Gold-smith. He wrote many de-light-ful books, some of which you will read when you are older.
He had a gentle heart. He was always ready to help others and to share with them anything that he had. He gave away so much to the poor that he was always poor himself.
He was some-times called Doctor Goldsmith; for he had studied to be a phy-si-cian.
One day a poor woman asked Doctor Goldsmith to go and see her husband, who was sick and could not eat.
Goldsmith did so. He found that the family was in great need. The man had not had work for a long time. He was not sick, but in distress; and, as for eating, there was no food in the house.
"Call at my room this evening," said Goldsmith to the woman, "and I will give you some med-i-cine for your husband."
In the evening the woman called. Goldsmith gave her a little paper box that was very heavy.
"Here is the med-i-cine," he said. "Use it faith-ful-ly, and I think it will do your husband a great deal of good. But don't open the box until you reach home."
"What are the di-rec-tions for taking it?" asked the woman.
"You will find them inside of the box," he answered.
When the woman reached her home, she sat down by her husband's side, and they opened the box; What do you think they found in it?
It was full of pieces of money. And on the top were the di-rec-tions:--
"TO BE TAKEN AS OFTEN AS NE-CES-SI-TY REQUIRES."
Goldsmith had given them all the ready money that he had.
THE KINGDOMS.
There was once a king of Prussia whose name was Frederick William.
On a fine morning in June he went out alone to walk in the green woods. He was tired of the noise of the city, and he was glad to get away from it.
So, as he walked among the trees, he often stopped to listen to the singing birds, or to look at the wild flowers that grew on every side.
Now and then he stooped to pluck a violet, or a primrose, or a yellow but-ter-cup. Soon his hands were full of pretty blossoms.
After a while he came to a little meadow in the midst of the wood.
Some children were playing there. They were running here and there, and gathering the cow-slips that were blooming among the gra.s.s.
It made the king glad to see the happy children, and hear their merry voices. He stood still for some time, and watched them as they played.
Then he called them around him, and all sat down to-geth-er in the pleasant shade. The children did not know who the strange gentleman was; but they liked his kind face and gentle manners.
"Now, my little folks," said the king, "I want to ask you some ques-tions, and the child who gives the best answer shall have a prize."
Then he held up an orange so that all the children could see.
"You know that we all live in the king-dom of Prussia," he said; "but tell me, to what king-dom does this orange belong?"
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The children were puz-zled. They looked at one another, and sat very still for a little while. Then a brave, bright boy spoke up and said,--
"It belongs to the veg-e-ta-ble kingdom, sir."
"Why so, my lad?" asked the king.
"It is the fruit of a plant, and all plants belong to that kingdom,"
said the boy.
The king was pleased. "You are quite right," he said; "and you shall have the orange for your prize."
He tossed it gayly to the boy. "Catch it if you can!" he said.
Then he took a yellow gold piece from his pocket, and held it up so that it glit-tered in the sunlight.
"Now to what kingdom does this belong?" he asked.
Another bright boy answered quick-ly, "To the min-er-al kingdom, sir!
All metals belong to that kingdom."
"That is a good answer," said the king. "The gold piece is your prize."
The children were de-light-ed. With eager faces they waited to hear what the stranger would say next.
"I will ask you only one more question," said the king, "and it is an easy one." Then he stood up, and said, "Tell me, my little folks, to what kingdom do I belong?"
The bright boys were puz-zled now. Some thought of saying, "To the kingdom of Prussia." Some wanted to say, "To the animal kingdom." But they were a little afraid, and all kept still.
At last a tiny blue-eyed child looked up into the king's smiling face, and said in her simple way,--