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AUNT MARY'S PRIMER

ADORNED WITH A HUNDRED AND TWENTY PRETTY PICTURES

1851



A FEW WORDS TO THE TEACHER.

When Little Mary (or any other little girl or boy) knows all the letters perfectly, let the teacher turn over a page and pronounce one of the mono-syllables. Do not say a, m, am—but say am at once, and point to the word. When the child knows that word, then point to the next, and say as, and be sure to follow the same plan throughout the book. Spelling lessons may be taught at a more advanced age; but it will be found that a young child will learn to read much more quickly if they be dispensed with in the Primer. In words of more than one syllable, it is best to pronounce each syllable separately, car, pet,—po, ker,—and so on. In the lesson on "Things in the Room," point out each thing as the child reads the word, and indeed, wherever you can, try to associate the word with its actual meaning. Show a child the word coach as a coach goes past, and she will recollect that word again for ever. In the "Lesson on the Senses," make the child understand how to feel cold and heat, by touching a piece of cold iron or marble, and by holding the hand to the fire,—how to smell, to hear, to see, and to taste. In the "Lesson on Colours," be sure to show each colour as it is read; and endeavour to make every Lesson as interesting as you can. Never weary a child with long lessons. The little poem at the end is intended to be read to the child frequently, that she may gradually learn it by heart.

J.C.

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A a B b C c D d E e F f G g H h I i J j K k L l M m N n O o P p Q q R r S s T t U u V v W w X x Y y Z z

F N W B E H A P R Y S V Z C K D X O J U G I L Q M T

q o f m e g v p a h n y x b i w c j l s u d k t r z

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am eg if ok ud as eb il or um an ed ip ot up

and eke its old use are end ire oft urn arm elf imp ore uns

an et ig od up man met gig god pup can pet big sod cup pan set pig pod sup

at og an ar ir cat dog van are ire rat log vane hare fire grate clog vanes hares fires

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Here is a Cat, and here is a Rat.



The Hare runs from the Dog.



The Fox will eat the Hen.

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ail eat eel oil mail feat feel toil paid seas reed coil bait peas beer soil

oat out ein bee boat rout rein been groat flout vein coo float trout skein moon

lap-dog ink-stand wind-mill peg-top wood-cut wild-duck sky-lark sun-shine birds-nest

ool ight arth hool eight earth chool might dearth school wright growth

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A mad Bull runs fast. The Girl makes Lace.



A Cart-load of Hay. The Horse trots well.



The Man breaks the Ice. Here are some Pigs.

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HERE ARE THE NAMES OF SOME THINGS IN THE ROOM.

Ta-ble Car-pet Can-dle Po-ker But-ton Bas-ket So-fa Pic-ture Kit-ten Work-box Side-board Hearth-rug Cot-ton Fen-der Tea-urn Book-case Scis-sors Cur-tain

* * * * *

Am I to go out for a walk?

Yes, you are to go out for a walk.

Will you go with me?

No, I can not go with you.

Will Jane go for a walk with me?

Yes, Jane and the dog will go with you.

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A FIRST LESSON ON THE SENSES.



Snow is white, and soft, and cold. Do you feel cold?

The fire is red and is very hot. Do you feel hot?

This is a pretty book. Do you see the pictures?

Roses, Violets, and Pinks smell very sweetly.

The Coach makes a noise as it goes. Did you hear it?

Plum-cake is very nice. Would not you like to taste it?

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A FIRST LESSON ON COLOURS.



The Rose is red.

This Ribbon is blue.

Papa's coat is black.

The Violet is purple.



Gold is yellow.

The Grass is green.

Milk is white.

The Book-case is brown.

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A FIRST LESSON IN WRITING.

Ask Mama for a sheet of paper and a pencil.

Make a line like this *I.

What letter is it like? It is like the letter I.

Now put another line across the top *T.

What letter is that like? It is like T.

Now draw two lines thus *L.

Now another two lines, thus *V, and thus *X.

Now three lines, thus *N, now thus *H, now *F,

Now like this *K, now *A, now *Y, now *Z,

Now draw four lines, thus *W, now *M, now *E,

Now make a ring *O—like Mama's ring,

Now make a line *I, add half a ring to it *D.

Now make this *P, now this *B, now this *R,

Now *C, now *G, now *Q, now *S, now *U.

Here are all the large letters of the Alphabet.

**(bold these into a larger sans-serif script, heavy)**

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A FIRST LESSON IN NUMBERS.

one six eleven fifty two seven twelve sixty three eight twenty seventy four nine thirty eighty five ten forty ninety

How many stars are here * * *

How many here * * * * * * * *

There are twenty-four hours in a day.

There are seven days in a week.

There are four weeks in a month.

There are twelve months in a year.

These are the seven days,—Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday.

These are the twelve months,—January, when it is often very cold; February, when it is dull and dirty; March, when the winds blow; April, when the flowers begin to come; May, when the trees are in bloom; June, when the hay is made: July, when it is so hot; August, when it is harvest time; September, when apples are ripe; October, when the farmers brew their best beer; November, when London is covered with fog; and December, when Christmas comes.

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LARGE THINGS THAT WE SEE.



COUNTRY EMPLOYMENTS.



LONDON CRIES.



TRAVELLING BY LAND.



TRAVELLING BY WATER.



WILD ANIMALS.



LARGE BIRDS.



DOMESTIC ANIMALS.



SMALL BIRDS.



RURAL AMUSEMENTS.

(See the Frontispiece.)

Do you see the man Angling. He is trying to catch fish with a hook and a line.

That man is shooting partridges. The dog finds them for him in the fields.

Oh, what fun! two boys riding a race on Donkeys to see which will get home first.

The poor hare runs away from the dogs. I fear they will catch her.

Here are some boys and girls at play. The man is smoking his pipe at the door.

What a pleasant ride they will have in the Park on those Donkeys.

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MY MOTHER.

Who fed me from her gentle breast, And hush'd me in her arms to rest, And on my cheek sweet kisses prest? My Mother.

When sleep forsook my open eyes, Who was it sung sweet lullaby, And soothed me that I should not cry? My Mother.

Who sat and watch'd my infant head, When sleeping on my cozy bed; And tears of sweet affection shed? My Mother.

Who lov'd to see me pleased and gay, And taught me sweetly how to play, And minded all I had to say? My Mother.

Who ran to help me when I fell. And would some pretty story tell. Or kiss the place and make it well? My Mother.

Who taught my infant heart to pray, And love God's holy book and day; And taught me wisdom's pleasant way? My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be Affectionate and kind to thee, Who was so very kind to me, My Mother?

Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear, And if God please my life to spare, I hope I shall reward thy care, My Mother.

And when I see thee hang thy head, 'Twill be my turn to watch thy bed, And tears of sweet affection shed, My Mother.

For God, who lives above the skies, Would look with vengeance in his eyes, If I should ever dare despise My Mother.

THE END

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