'Yes, I am very fond of it, and of all roses,' said mother, looking
at her bushes with a smile, 'but I almost think I like the wild ones
best. Do you know that the wild rose is the mother of all these? Once
upon a time all roses were wild.'
8. Harry and Dora did not think that wild roses were very like garden
roses. 'But they both have thorns,' they said.
9. 'Look at them as you go along. There are some bushes not far from the
bottom of the lane, after you turn round to go to the village. I don't
think you will find many roses left, but you will see their fruit. They
are the birds' fruit-trees.'
10. 'What can mother mean?' they asked as they went along.
But they soon found out. The bushes were covered with hips; some green,
others yellow, one or two quite red.
11. They agreed to leave them for the birds. Dora said 'They would be
sure to want them in the winter.'
[Illustration]
WOOD.
[Illustration: Making the Doll's House.]
min'-er-al
cop'-per
zinc
chalk
gummed
climbed
knees
eve'-nings
tools
dead
thought
oak
beech
birch
wil'-low
build'-ing
1. The little mineral box was made, and Harry and Dora put in the lumps
of lead, iron, copper, tin, zinc, chalk, and slate.
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