The Golden Fleece1 | 金羊毛（1）
The Golden Fleece2 | 金羊毛（2）
Arthur and the Sword1 | 亚瑟王和神剑（1）
Arthur and the Sword2 | 亚瑟王和神剑（2）
The Three Golden Apples1 | 三只金苹果（1）
The Three Golden Apples2 | 三只金苹果（2）
Ulysses and the Wind | 尤利西斯与风
Peach Prince1 | 桃太郎（1）
Peach Prince2 | 桃太郎（2）
Chapter2Nature Study |关于大自然的研究
The Woodpecker | 啄木鸟
The Goldfinch | 金翅雀
The Cardinal Bird | 北美红雀
Water Lilies | 睡莲
A Squirrel Talk1 | 松鼠课堂（1）
A Squirrel Talk2 | 松鼠课堂（2）
Bob | 鲍勃
The Birds and I | 鸟儿与我
How a Lark Learned to Sing and Fly | 云雀是怎么学会歌唱与飞翔
的？
Elephants and Their Babies | 大象和她们的象宝宝
Black Swallowtail1 | 黑色燕尾蝶（1）
Black Swallowtail2 | 黑色燕尾蝶（2）
Sponges | 海绵
Chapter3Miscellaneous Poems |杂诗
September | 九月
October | 十月
November | 十一月
The Knights and the Child | 骑士与孩童
The Chestnut Burr | 板栗毛刺
Good-Night | 晚安
The New Moon | 新月
The Land of Story Books | 故事书的乐园
The Water Mill1 | 水车（1）
The Water Mill2 | 水车（1）
The Child and the Bird | 孩子与鸟
A Boys Song | 男孩之歌
Thanksgiving Day | 感恩节
Snowflakes | 雪花
The Owl | 猫头鹰
The Snow-Birds Song | 雪鸟之歌
The Arrow and the Song | 箭与歌
A Christmas Song | 圣诞歌
The Bright Side | 光明的一边
Talking in Their Sleep | 梦呓
A Lullaby | 摇篮曲
The Poet and His Boat | 诗人与舟
The Flower | 花
Pippas Song | 比芭之歌
Chapter4Fables and Fairy Tales |寓言和童话
The North Wind and the Sun | 北风和太阳
Timothys Shoes | 蒂莫西的鞋子
The Lady-Bird and the Fly1 | 瓢虫和苍蝇（1）
The Lady-Bird and the Fly2 | 瓢虫和苍蝇（2）
The StrongestWho? Or Which?1 | 到底谁最厉害？（1）
The StrongestWho? Or Which?2 | 到底谁最厉害？（2）
The Mallard Ducks | 野鸭子
The Three Bears1 | 三只熊的故事（1）
The Three Bears2 | 三只熊的故事（2）
Davids Trip to the Moon | 大卫的月亮之旅
Davids Work in the Moon | 大卫在月球上的工作
第三册目录
Chapter 1Descriptions of People and Homes of Other Lands |异域生活
Children in Japan | 日本的孩子
A Visit to Venice | 威尼斯之旅
To Thomas Archer | 致托马斯阿切尔的一封信
Foreign Children | 外国小朋友
School in the Philippine Islands | 菲律宾群岛上的学校
The Bazaars of Cairo | 开罗的集市
Children in Turkey | 土耳其的孩子们
A Letter From India | 印度来的一封信
Chinese Children and Their Games | 中国孩子和他们的游戏
The Education of a Young Prince | 年轻王子的教育
Chapter 2Legends&Story andAdventure |传奇和历险故事
King Arthur and the Sword Excalibur | 亚瑟王和神剑
Sir Galahad and the Round Table | 加哈拉德与圆桌骑士
The Holy Grail | 圣杯
Daniel | 但以理
Trout Fishing | 钓鱼历险记
Thinking Only of Myself | 怎能只想着自己
Chapter3Poems of the Seasons |咏叹四季
Under the Greenwood Tree | 绿树荫下
Crocuses | 番红花
Goldenrod | 黄花
Autumn | 秋
The Story of a Seed | 种子的故事
March | 进行曲
The Voice of Spring | 春之声
Ho! For the Bending Sheaves | 噢！压弯的庄稼捆
Chapter4Stories of Animal Life |动物的生活
Little Mitchell | 小松鼠米切尔
The Envious Wren | 妒忌的鹪鹩
Catching Charlie | 捉住查理
Arnaux, Homing Pigeon | 信鸽阿诺斯
Moti Guj1 | 莫蒂古吉拉特（1）
Moti Guj2 | 莫蒂古吉拉特（2）
The White Seal | 白色小海豹
The Whales Story | 鲸鱼的故事
Chspter5Fairy Tales |童话故事
Quackalina | 鸭妈妈丽娜
The Image and the Treasure | 雕像与财宝
Little Carls Christmas | 小卡尔的圣诞节
The Day Brothers | 星期的故事
The Pony Engine | 小火车头的故事
The Swiss Clocks Story | 瑞士钟的故事
The New Year Came of Age | 新年的成人礼
The Three Wishes | 三个愿望
Chapter6Miscellaneous Poems |杂诗
Hiawathas Sailing | 海华沙的航行
A Close Race | 紧追不舍的赛跑
The Corn Song | 玉米之歌
Sweet and Low | 轻轻地，柔柔地
The Dream of the Boys | 男孩们的梦
Over the Hill | 山的那一边
Today | 今日
The Barefoot Boy | 赤脚的男孩
A Simple Recipe | 简单的窍门
The Miller of the Dee | 迪河边的磨坊主
Only One Mother | 只有一位大地之母
What the Wood-Fire Said | 柴火说了什么
Ring Out, Wild Bells | 响吧，狂野的钟
My Country,tis of Thee | 祖国之歌
The Rock-a-by Lady | 摇篮夫人
The Gladness of Nature | 大自然的喜悦
Whippoorwill Song | 夜鹰之歌
The Prayeth Best | 最好的祷告
Selection | 选段
第四册目录 Chapter 1Stories |故事
The Lord Helpeth Man and Beast | 上帝保佑万物
The Stone-Cutter | 切石匠变形记
The Minnows with Silver Tails | 银尾鲦鱼
The Foolish Little Air-Current1 | 无知的小气流（1）
The Foolish Little Air-Current2 | 无知的小气流（2）
The Loyal Knight | 忠实的骑士
Chapter 2Nature Scene |自然风光
The Great Pyramid | 宏伟的金字塔
Dog-Sleighing in the North | 北极的狗拉雪橇
A Departure from Cairo | 从开罗出发的旅程
Tharalds Otter | 哈拉尔德的水獭
A Pair of Eagles | 一对秃鹰
A Journey in Brazil | 巴西之旅
Hunting the Cougar in Mississippi | 在密西西比狩猎美洲豹
A Tradition of Weatherford | 韦瑟福德的传说
Two Minutes | 两分钟
Chapter 3Miscellaneous Poems.|.杂诗
Queen Mab | 麦布女王
The Flower | 花
Lucy | 露西
The Eagle | 鹰
The Kitten and the Falling Leaves | 小猫与落叶
Patriotism | 爱国主义
Beauty | 美
Incident of the French Camp | 法国军营事件
Lochinvar | 洛金伐尔
Fame | 名声
Chapter 4History.|.历史
Elizabeth Zane | 伊丽莎白赞恩
The Capture of Quebec | 魁北克陷落
Rescue of the Crew of the Merrimac | 解救梅里麦克号船员
At Lucerne | 卢塞恩游记
How I Found Livingstone | 寻找利文斯敦
How Franklin Learned to Write | 富兰克林是怎么学写作的
Longfellow | 朗费罗
Saluting Mount Vernon | 致敬弗农山庄
Scott and His Home | 司各特和他的家园
The Coronation of the Czar and the Czarina | 沙皇和皇后的加冕
Chapter 5Stories of Children.|.孩子们的故事
A Poet at Home | 一位居于家中的诗人
A Second Trial | 再试一次的机会
Playing Theater at River Mouth | 河口剧院
American Salmon | 美国鲑鱼
A New England Boyhood | 在新英格兰度过的少年时代
A War-Time Adventure | 战时历险记
A Wolf-Hunt | 猎狼记
On a Higher Level | 升华
Muskratting | 逮水耗子
The Perfect Life | 完美的人生
第五册目录 Chapter.1Historical Figure.|.历史人物
Napoleon Bonaparte | 拿破仑波拿巴
A Letter to the President of Congress | 致大陆议会主席的一封信
Thomas Jefferson, thePen of the Revolution | 托马斯杰斐逊：革命的文学斗士
A Breakfast with Elia | 和伊利亚共进早餐
Liberty and Independence | 自由与独立
Dedication of the Washington Monument | 华盛顿纪念碑献词
Dickens | 狄更斯
Pocahontas | 宝嘉康蒂
Websters School Days | 韦伯斯特的学校岁月=
Chapter.2Views.|.各地风物
A Louisiana Sugar Plantation of the Old Regime | 路易斯安那州的老式甘蔗园
South Carolina and Massachusetts | 南卡莱罗纳州与马萨诸塞州
A Flower in the Window | 窗台边的花
In the Wheat Field | 麦田
Broek | 布鲁克
Mardi-Gras | 新奥尔良狂欢节
October in Tennssee | 十月的田纳西
November | 十一月
Home of the People | 人民之家
What Is Our Country ? | 我们有着怎样一个国家？
Chapter.3Popularizing Sicence.|.趣味科普
The Origin of Roast Pig | 论烤猪
The Biography of a Beaver | 河狸传记
The Perils and Pleasures of Ballooning | 热气球的危险与乐趣
On the Art of Flying | 论飞行的技艺
The Sister Years | 姐妹年
WaterSome Properties | 水的特性
Chapter.4History.|.历史瞬间
Crecy and Calais | 英法克雷西及加来之战
Loss of the Arctic | 消逝的北极号
The Stamp Act in North Carolina | 北卡罗来纳州的印花税法案
Webster Defending His Alma Mater | 守护母校的韦伯斯特
Mount Mitchell | 米切尔峰
A Cavalry Charge | 一场骑兵对战
The Man Without a Country | 没有国家的人
Chapter.5Stories.|.趣味故事
The High Society of Inquiry | 最高调查协会
How I Became a Writer | 作家养成记
The Runaway Cannon | 失控的大炮
Patrasche | 忠犬帕奇
Odysseus and Polyphemos | 奥德修斯和波吕斐摩斯
A Fable | 寓言一则
Men to Be Honored | 值得尊敬的人
Choosing a Class of People to Be Exterminated
Chapter.6Miscellaneous Poems.|.杂诗
Music in Camp | 军营之歌
O Captain! My Captain! | 啊，船长！我的船长！
TheOld, Old Song | 古老之歌
Liberty and Independence | 自由与独立
I Remember, I Remember | 我记得，我记得
Goodbye | 再见
A Christmas Carol | 圣诞颂歌
The New Year | 新年
The classics presented in this volume have been selected from the standard literature of today and carefully arranged and graded to meet the mental development of pupils. In making these selections, great care has been taken to choose only those which are in themselves bright and attractive, and upon subjects of interest to children. Equal care has been taken to use only such as are written in words that come within the childs vocabulary and in a simple style, with no involved thought or difficult sentence structure. These selections may be classified as follows：
Legends
History and Biography
Fairy Tales
Story and Adventure
Stories of Animal Life
Poems of the Seasons
Miscellaneous Poems
Descriptions of People and Homes of Other Lands
This reader is based upon the vocabulary of the two books of the series which precede it. New words not found in the vocabularies of those two books are placed in word lists at the head of the chapter where they first occur. In schools where reading is taught either by the word or the sentence method, this arrangement is necessary. In schools where the phonic method has been used, it is equally valuable, because a previous study of the new word gives him that confidence without which no child can read with expression.
It is desirable, therefore, not only that real literature should be given him, but that the name and a few facts about the author should be associated with each selection. For this reason, a brief, interesting note about the author and his works will be found at the close of each selection. These biographical sketches are written in the vocabulary of this book and are to be studied by the class. In addition to the selections given, other stories or poems by the same author, suitable for reading by pupils, are suggested.
At frequent intervals through the volume, language lessons are given which furnish a systematic language drill, without any attempt whatever to teach technical grammar. The suggestions of each language lesson should not be limited in application to the story under which it is found, but should be judiciously used by teachers as an exercise with other reading lessons.
Grateful acknowledgment is made to publishers whose kindness has permitted us to use copyrighted material. In most instances special acknowledgments are made in connection with the selection and in the biographical sketch of the author. Among those not included in this way are： Thinking Only of Myself, by Hezekiah Butterworth, published by Dana Estes and Company; To Thomas Archer, by Robert Louis Steven-son, and Motos Elephant Hunt by Henry M. Stanley, both published by Charles Scribners Sons, and School in the Philippine Islands, by Adeline Knapp, published by Silver, Burdett and Company.
If you wish to see the children of Japan, let us take a little walk. We pass through a street shaded by cherry trees, and soon reach a temple. Here are pretty grounds with many trees. The grounds are filled with children at play, and women talking.
The women carry their babies with them. Each little one is tied in a fold of his mothers loose coat, or gown, and carried on her back. It is in such a place that all babies live in Japan.
If the mother is busy indoors, the baby is fastened on the back of an older brother or sister.
Sometimes this brother or sister is but little older than the baby. We shall see hundreds of children not more than five or six years of age, carrying, on their small shoulders, the baby of the house.
The baby is often fast asleep, and his tiny, smooth, brown head swings here and there with every movement of his small nurse.
The nurse walks, runs, sits, and jumps, fly kites, plays hopscotch, and fishes for frogs, never thinking whether the baby is sleeping or waking.
The little boys and girls of Japan are gentle in manners, and look very pretty in their wide sleeves and flowing kimonos. They have pretty feet and hands, and bead-like black eyes, which look at you without fear or shyness.
The children have their own holidays. The third day of the third month is the yearly holiday for all little girls. Then everybody buys for them toys like the things in their houses.
The great day of the boys falls on the fifth day of the fifth month. Then from the door of every house in which boys have been born during the past seven years, rises a tall bamboo pole.
At the top of the pole float huge fish of all colors mostly purple and gold, and there is one fish for each son in the family.
Edwin Arnold
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日本的孩子
Venice, August 13, 1882. Dear Gertie： When the little children in Venice want to take a bath, they just go down to the front steps of the house and jump off, and swim about in the street.
Yesterday I saw a nurse sitting on the front steps, holding one end of a string, and the other end was tied to a little fellow, who was swimming up the street.
When he went too far, the nurse pulled in the string, and got the baby home again.
Then I met another youngster, swimming in the street, whose mother had tied him by the side of the door. When he tried to swim away to see another boy, who was tied to another post up the street, he couldn''t, and they had to call out to each other over the water.
Is not this a queer city?
You are always in danger of running over some of the people and drowning them, for you go about in a boat instead of a carriage, and use an oar instead of a horse. But it is ever so pretty, and the people, especially the children, are very bright, and gay, and handsome.
When you are sitting in your room at night, you hear some music under your window, and look out. There you see a boat in which are a man with a fiddle, and woman with a voice, and they are serenading you.
To be sure, they want some money when they have done, for everybody begs here, but they do it very prettily and are full of fun.
Tell Susie that I did not see the queen this time. She was out of town. But ever so many noblemen and princes have sent to know how Toody was, and how she looked, and I have sent them all her love.
There must be lots of pleasant things to do at Andover, and I think that you must have had a beautiful summer there.
Pretty soon now you will go back to Boston. Do go into my house when you get there, and see if the doll and her baby are well and happybut do not carry them off; and make the music box play a tune, and remember your affectionate uncle.
Philips
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（1）At Albany, in New York, on the tenth of May, 1905.
（2）In Virginia, at Richmond, September 4, 1899.
To Thomas Archer
Island of Tahiti, November, 1888.
Dear Tom：
This is a much better place for children than any I have hitherto seen in these seas. The girls, and sometimes the boys, play a very grand kind of hopscotch.
The boys play horses just as we do in Europe. They also have very good fun on stilts, trying to knock each other down, in which they do not often succeed.
The children of all ages go to church, and are allowed to do what they please, running about the aisles, rolling balls, stealing mammas bonnet and sitting on it, and at last going to sleep in the middle of the floor.
I forgot to say that the whips to play horse, and the balls to roll about the church grow ready-made on trees. The whips are so good that I wanted to play horse myself; but no such luck! my hair is gray, and I am a great, big, ugly man. The balls are rather hard, but very light and quite round.
But what I really wanted to tell you was this： beside the tree-top toys Hush-a-by, toy shop, on the tree-top!, I have seen some real made toys, the first observed in the South Seas. This was how. You are to think of a four-wheeled gig; one horse; in the front seat two Tahiti persons, in their Sunday clothes, blue coat, white shirt, kilt of blue stuff with big white or yellow flowers, legs and feet bare; in the back seat me and my wife, who is a friend of yours. We have straw hats, for the sun is strong. We drive between the sea and the mountains. The road is cut through a forest mostly of fruit trees. The very creepers are heavy with a great and delicious fruit, bigger than your head and far nicer.
Presently we came to a house in a pretty garden, quite by itself, very nicely kept, the doors and windows open, no one about, and no noise but that of the sea. It looked like a house in a fairy tale. Just beyond we had to ford a river, and there we saw the people.
In the mouth of the river, where it met the sea waves, the children were ducking and bathing and screaming together like a flock of birds： seven or eight little brown boys and girls as happy as the day was long; and on the banks of the stream beside them, real toys- toy ships, full rigged, with their sails set, though they were lying in the dust on their beam ends.
You may care to hear, Tom, about the children in these parts; their parents obey them; they do not obey their parents; and I am sorry to tell you for l dare say you are already thinking the idea a good one that it does not pay one halfpenny.
There are three ways of living, Tom： the real old-fashioned one, in which children had to find out how to please their dear papas, or their dear papas cut their heads off. This style did very well, but is now out of fashion.
Then there is the style that is followed in Europe; in this, children have to behave pretty well, go to school, and so on, or their dear papas will know the reason why. This does fairly well.
Then there is the South Sea Island plan, which does not do one bit. The children beat their parents here; it does not make their parents any better; so do not try it.
Remember us all to all of you, and believe me,
yours,
Robert Louis Stevenson
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As I was driving through the city of Manila one day, the coachman suddenly turned around and said, Me study AmericanoAmerican.
What do you study? I asked.
Proudly he drew from his pocket a soiled card. It was an old bill of fare from the leading American restaurant. Then he read aloud, pointing out each word： Ham, potatoes, beefsteak, pork, beans, eggs, etc., and stopped to receive the praise that he knew he deserved. He was asked why he did not go to school.
No time. Must work.
But you could go to night school, I said.
No dineromoney.
It was explained to him that the night school are free, but this was more than he could believe. Then another Filipino, who was a clerk, and who spoke English, explained it to him.
At last he understood the surprising fact, and his face glowed with pleasure. Mucho buena! he exclaimed; mi vamos! Very good! I go!
It is no wonder that the boy found it hard to believe the schools of the Americans free. There had never before been free schools in the islands. There were always pay schools, but the Spanish language was not taught. The children studied their own strange language.
Hundreds of these queer schools are still left. They are to be found in every village. Such a school is nearly always held in the hut of some village dame.
If we were to go into one of these schools, we should find a dozen or more boys and girls lying or sitting on the bamboo floor. They study their lessons at the top of their voices. They do not merely read aloud; they shout.
One little fellow, lying on his back, his feet waving in the air, his tongue rattling off his lesson at full speed and voice, can make a great deal of noise. It is the old story of the pig under a gate： ten such boys can make much more noise than one. So it is never hard to find the village school.
The teacher hears the lessons while she prepares the noonday chow, or lunch, of rice and fish, or puts her house in order, or smokes her long brown cigar.
The only books that they have in these schools are little primers and readers, so the poor children learn very little.
But these children can learn quickly when they are well taught. It is wonderful to note their progress in English. One boy twelve years old, who had been studying English only four months, came to his American teacher one morning. He had in his hand a book that American boys like, Ten Boys on the Road from Long Ago to Now.
Three stories of these I have read, Teacher, and I enjoy them very much, he said. It is good to learn that the Filipino boys hearts are so like our own.
Adeline Knapp
The Mooskee is the best known street in Cairo. It is also the only one in the old part of the town which the traveler can find without a guide. It runs straight for a mile, perhaps, and is broad enough for carriages.
A large part of this street is roofed with cane or palm slats. Through these the sun sifts a little light, and the street is cool and pleasant. No other street in the world seems to show so many kinds of people and in no other one can be heard so many languages.
If the Mooskee is crowded, the bazaars are a jam. Things that are wanted are far apart. If one wishes to make two or three purchases, he must use a whole day.
In one quarter are red slippers, nothing but red slippers, hundreds of shops hung with them; the yellow slippers are in another quarter, and by no chance does one merchant keep both kinds.
There are the silk bazaars, the gold bazaars, the silver bazaars, the brass, the arms, the cotton, the spice, and the fruit bazaars.
And what is a bazaar? Merely a lane, roofed with matting it may be, on each side of which are little shops, not much bigger than a dry-goods box. Often there is a story above, with hanging balconies and latticed windows.
On the ledge of his shop the merchant, in fine robes of silk and linen, sits cross-legged, perhaps smoking. He sits all day sipping coffee and talking with his friends. At the time of prayer, he spreads his prayer-carpet in public, and says his prayers.
On the other side of the street is a shop where three men sit cross-legged, making cashmere shawls by piecing old bits of India scarfs.
On the next corner is a public fountain, and over it is heard the studying of a school. It is a boys school, and both the master and the pupils are sitting on the floor.
Each pupil has before him his lesson written on a wooden tablet, and this he is reading at the top of his voice. He commits his lesson to memory, all the time swaying backwards and forwards.
With twenty boys shouting together, the noise is heard above all the sounds of the street. If a boy looks off or stops reciting, the stick of the schoolmaster sets him going again.
The boys learn first the alphabet, then the ninety-nine names of God. They next take up the Koran. This they learn chapter by chapter. If the boy needs writing and arithmetic, he learns them from the steelyard weigher in the market.
Sitting in the bazaar for an hour, one will see strange sights. We can never get used to the ungainly camel. He thrusts his huge bulk into the narrow lane, and stretches his snake neck from side to side.
His dark driver sits high up in the dusk of the roof on the wooden saddle, and sways to and fro with the long stride of the beast.
Charles Dudley Warner
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开罗的集市
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