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TWENTY-NINTH DAY (continued)

"Let us wait until this crowd disperses," said Uncle Jack after the games were over; "then walk over to the hotel on the Point, and have

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So they walked over leisurely, and sat down at a table where they could see the Bay, which was dotted with innumerable pleasure craft. Soon they were having an enjoyable meal.

"Uncle Jack," said Ben, "I was watching that man Cameron as he 'set' and 'got away' each time. I must practise his way of doing things. You know I am going to try to make the midget relay team in my class when we get back."

"Well, Ben, perhaps I can help you with some good advice. I was very good in the hundredyard dash in the old days, myself. So, the sooner I begin the better. First, you must learn correct posture, or how to carry yourself and this is something the girls must learn, too. Correct posture means:

Weight on the balls of the feet,

Head up,
Chest up,

Waist flat.

"That's the way we had to carry ourselves at the Naval Academy and I should like you children to try to do it. Will you?"

And each one answered, "I will."

"The evening is coming on," continued Uncle Jack, "and we must hasten to the hotel."

So they walked through the cedar grove near by, taking a short cut to the main road.

"Hear the birds chirping," said May, when they ⚫ were about half way through, "I wonder what they are saying?"

"You remember my friend Te-ka-hion-wa-ke?" asked Uncle Jack in reply.

"Oh, yes," said Belle. "He is the Mohawk chief who told grandfather the story about the robin."

"Told grandfather and me," corrected Uncle Jack; "and a strange coincidence, - I remember now that it was in these very woods that he told us the story!"

"That is a coincidence," said Ben.

"Well," said Uncle Jack, "Te-ka-hion-wa-ke

had a sister, who was highly gifted as a poet. At the time of her death, there was published a volume of her poems, entitled 'Flint and Feathers.' One of the poems in that book tells what the birds say at twilight. It is called:

THE BIRDS' LULLABY.*"

Sing to us, cedars; the twilight is creeping

With shadowy garments, the wilderness through; All day we have carolled, and now would be sleeping So echo the anthems we warbled to you; While we swing, swing,

And your branches sing,

And we drowse to your dreamy whispering.

Sing to us, cedars; the night-wind is sighing,
Is wooing, is pleading, to hear you reply,
And here in your arms we are restfully lying,
And longing to dream to your soft lullaby;
While we swing, swing,

And your branches sing,

And we drowse to your dreamy whispering.

Sing to us, cedars; your voice is so lowly,

Your breathing so fragrant, your branches so strong;

* Reproduced by permission of the publishers, The Musson Book Co., Limited, Toronto.

Our little nest-cradles are swaying so slowly,

While zephyrs are breathing their slumberous song.

And we swing, swing,

While your branches sing,

And we drowse to your dreamy whispering.

- E. Pauline Johnson (Te-ka-hion-wa-ke)

TO THE PUPIL:

1. Disperse (dis=apart) break up, scatter, separate. 2. Copy and memorize the first stanza of "The Birds' Lullaby."

3. Make a list of the following verbs, and write after each its antonym: to ask, to begin, to blacken, to borrow, to cry, to die, to end, to finish, to laugh, to lie.

4. The suffix al when combined with a noun makes an adjective. It means relating to or belonging to; as person al, relating to a person. Analyze and define the following in the same way: naval; manual; (manu= hand); celestial (cel = heaven); maternal (mater= mother); paternal (pater = father).

TO THE TEACHER:

Exercises 3 and 4 may be either oral or written.
Review, pp. 419-424.

THIRTIETH DAY

At breakfast Father said to Uncle Jack, "When do we leave Toronto, Jack?"

"If we wish to spend a little time at Niagara Falls, we should leave on the 12 M. train to-day," was the reply.

It was so arranged, and at 11:50 they were seated in the train.

"Oh, look!" exclaimed May, pointing to two little barefooted urchins who were seated near by on an upturned box, eating a muskmelon. "I wonder where they got that big melon!"

"It's a Montreal melon that has dropped out of that broken box standing there. Montreal raises some of the finest, largest, and most highpriced muskmelons in the world," said Uncle Jack, “which are shipped to all the adjacent cities and towns."

"I wish I had a piece of that one," said May, as the train started.

"You remind me, May, of the way I felt the first

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