美国少儿英语(英文彩色插图版)(第二辑 第2册)(txt+pdf+epub+mobi电子书下载)

作者：威廉·H.爱尔森,卢娜·E.伦克尔

出版社：天津人民出版社

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Look through your book, and find more than one story that fits each of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.02 BETTY’S FLOWER SHOPI

One morning in the early spring when Betty came down to breakfast, she found some wee paper bags beside her plate.

Betty picked up one of the little bags and opened it. She found many tiny seeds inside.

“These seeds are for your own little garden,” said Betty’s mother.

“Am I going to have a garden?” asked Betty.

“Yes,” said Mother, “the ground is ready for you now. Eat your breakfast, and then you can run and look at your garden.”

As soon as Betty had finished her breakfast, she ran out to her mother’s garden. There she saw her flower bed. The soft black earth was ready for the seeds. A little rake and hoe were waiting for her, too.

Mother came and showed Betty how to plant the seeds. Then the little girl dug holes, put the seeds in, and covered them up in their warm beds.

“I see that the rain is coming,” said Mother. “Your seeds will have a drink. Soon they will wake up and push their heads out of the ground. Then they will grow and grow, just as boys and girls grow.”

Betty did not have to wait long to see the little heads peeping up. She saw something else growing besides the leaflets of her plants. The weeds had come up, and she had to pull them out. Then she killed some bugs that wanted to eat her plants.

The little plants grew in thick green rows. When Betty’s mother saw them, she began to pull out some.

“Oh, Mother!” Betty cried, “you are pulling up my plants. Those are not weeds.”

“I know they are plants, Betty,” her mother answered. “But they are too thick, and we must thin them out. We will pull some out of every row. Then each little plant will have room to grow, and your flowers will bloom sooner.”

Betty helped her mother thin out the plants. The little girl worked in her garden every day, and by and by it was a beautiful sight.

She had many kinds of lovely flowers. She had four-o’clocks, sweet peas, forget-me-nots, daisies, and others.II

One day in the summer Betty came running into the house.

“Mother,” she cried, “all the children are having shops and selling things. May I have a shop, too?”

“Why are the children having shops, Betty?”

“Oh,” answered Betty, “they are going to take the money they get and send poor chil- dren to the country for a week.”

“Do you know why the children need to go to the country, dear?”

“Yes, Mother, May told me. She says they live in the city, where it is hot, and they get sick. They need to go to the country, where they can play in the cool grass, and have nice fresh vegetables to eat.”

“Yes, that is true. I think it will be fine if you can help some poor children. What kinds of shops are the children having?”

Betty answered, “Some are selling candies, and some are selling ice-cream. Others are selling vegetables from their gardens. Dora is selling paper dolls that she made and dressed. What do you think I could sell, Mother?”

“You may sell your flowers,” said Mother.

Betty was so happy that she clapped her hands and danced.

The next day Father made a place in the yard for her to sell her flowers. He placed a table and a bench in the shade.

Every morning after that, Betty picked her very best flowers and put them in bowls on the table.

She sold so many that she earned enough money to send two little girls to the country for a week. How happy she was that she could do this!

And how happy the little girls were, out in the country, sleeping, playing in the sunshine, eating good food, and drinking fresh milk!—— Josephine Scribner Gates03 I DON’T WANT TO

Time — Early One Morning

Place — Betty Jane’s Room

Persons:

Betty Jane                Brush

Lark                 Shoes

Clock                 Dress

Comb                 Wind

Mother

[Betty Jane is lying in her white bed. Beside the bed is a table with a little clock on it, and a comb, a brush, and a hair-ribbon. On the floor by the bed are Betty Jane’s shoes, and her blue and white dress hangs over the foot of her bed. There is a window on the other side of her bed, and a closet door across the room. Betty Jane has just waked up.]

Betty Jane.     [Sitting up in bed.] I wonder what time it is.

Lark.     [Singing outside the window.] Time to get up! Time to get

Betty Jane.     [Lying down again.] I don’t want to get up! I don’t want to wash and dress and comb my hair.

Clock.     Tick, tock! Time to get up! My hands say seven o’clock. Time to get up! Tick, tock!

Betty Jane.     I don’t want to get up!

Clock.     Then I shall stop working. My hands will not move. I don’t want to tell time any more for such a cross little girl.

[The clock stops ticking, and its hands stand still.]

Comb.     I don’t blame the clock. I don’t want to do anything with Betty Jane’s hair today. Do you, Brush?

Brush.     No, I don’t want to do any work at all today for a little girl that is cross.

[The comb and the brush hop down from the table and start toward the door. The hair-ribbon flies past them.]

Betty Jane.     Oh, hair-ribbon, where are you going? And there go my brush and comb! If they go away, I cannot comb or brush my hair. Then how can I go to school?

Shoes.     I don’t want to take a cross little girl to school today, anyway.

[The shoes start across the floor toward the closet.]

Dress.     I don’t want to go to school today, either, if a cross little girl wears me. I should much rather hang in the closet.

[The dress jumps down from the bed and dances across the floor to the closet.]

Betty Jane.     Come back! Come back! I don’t want to have to stay in bed all day!

All.     We don’t care! We don’t care!

[Betty Jane jumps out of bed and runs to the window.]

Betty Jane.     [Looking out] Where is the sun? It is almost dark.

Wind.     He did not want to shine this morn- ing, and he went under some clouds.

[Betty Jane goes back to bed.]

Betty Jane.     Nothing wants to do what it ought to!

Wind.     Too bad! Too bad!

Lark.     [Begins singing again.] Time to get up! Time to get up!

Betty Jane.     Oh, I am glad to hear you! Now I am going to get up this minute, and I will never again say, “I don’t want to.”

[The sun begins to shine, and the room grows light. The clock ticks and its hands move. The brush, comb, dress, ribbon, and shoes all go back to their places.]

Clock.     Tick, tock! Time to get up! Tick, tock!

Mother.     [Calling from down-stairs.] Time to get up!

Betty Jane.     I will be dressed soon, Mother.

[Betty Jane hops out of bed.]

Wind and Clock.     [Together.] Good girl! Good girl!—— Eleanor Hammond04 NELL AND HER BIRD

Good-bye, little birdie!

Fly to the sky,

Singing and singing

A merry good-bye.

Tell all the other birds,

Flying above,

Nell, in the garden,

Sends them her love.

Tell how I found you,

Hurt, in a tree;

Then, when they’re wounded,

They’ll come right to me.

I’d like to go with you,

If I could fly;

It must be so beautiful

Up in the sky!

Why, little birdie,

Why don’t you go?

You sit on my finger

And shake your head, “No.”

He’s off! Oh, how quickly

And gladly he rose!

I know he will love me

Wherever he goes.—— Mary Mapes Dodge05 POOR MARY JANEI

It was the morning of Dorothy’s fifth birthday, and she was holding her new doll in her arms. It was a big rag doll with yarn hair and a blue dress.

“Nice baby! Dear baby!” said Dorothy.

Dorothy’s mother was watching the little girl. “What will you name her, dear?” she asked.

“Mary Jane,” said Dorothy, looking up with shining eyes. And Mary Jane was the doll’s name from that moment.

Dorothy put Mary Jane to bed every night. And when she had a tea party for the dolls, she always gave Mary Jane the best seat.

All the toys in the play-room knew that Dorothy loved Mary Jane more than anything else she had. Everyone in Dorothy’s family knew that she loved Mary Jane best, for she played with the rag doll more than with all her other toys.

When a beautiful mama doll came to live with Dorothy, Father asked, “Which doll do you like best?”

Dorothy answered, “Why, my Mary Jane, of course.”II

After a while a cloth dog came to live in the play-room. Dorothy was very fond of him, too, and she named him Tony.

Soon Tony and Mary Jane were great friends, and they had long talks together when there was no one in the play-room.

The day before Dorothy’s next birthday Mary Jane was very sad. “Oh, Tony,” she said, “tomorrow Dorothy will be six years old, and she is going to get a beautiful new doll. Then she will not love me any more.”

“Don’t be sad,” said Tony. “Dorothy has a big mama doll now, but she loves you best of all.”

“I can’t help being sad,” said Mary Jane. “The new doll will be so pretty that Dorothy will never love me again. Besides, she didn’t know that she was going to get the mama doll, but she asked her mother for this doll.”

“Maybe she did not ask for it, Mary Jane. Perhaps you are wrong,” said Tony, trying to comfort poor Mary Jane, who seemed heart-broken.

“Yes, she did, Tony. I heard her. She said something worse than that. It hurts me so that I can’t bear to tell you.”

“Oh, please tell me, Mary Jane,” said Tony. “Maybe I can help you. What else did you hear?”

It was some time before Mary Jane could stop her tears and say, “See how straight my hair is! Dorothy asked for a doll with curls.”III

Tony had never thought of anything as bad as that. He was not surprised that Mary Jane felt sad. At once he tried to make some plans to help her.

After a moment he said, “Let’s curl your hair, Mary Jane.”

“It is kind of you to think of that, Tony, but it never could be done. My hair is only yarn. Dorothy wants a doll with real hair that curls. Oh, dear! Oh, dear! What shall I do?” Poor Mary Jane began to cry again, harder than ever.

“I haven’t told you,” said Tony, “but I have troubles, too.”

“You, Tony! Why?” asked Mary Jane in surprise, forgetting for a moment how sad she felt.

“Well,” said Tony, “just a few days ago Dorothy’s father said to her, ‘How would you like to have a real dog to play with, Dorothy?’”

“And what did Dorothy say?” asked Mary Jane.

“She said, ‘Oh, Father, will you get me one, please?’ Her father smiled and said, ‘Well, you will soon be old enough to have a puppy of your own.’ So, you see, I have troubles, too.”

“We have been so happy here,” said Mary Jane, sadly.

“Do you want to know what I think we should do?” asked Tony.

“Yes, yes!” answered Mary Jane.

Tony said, “Tomorrow is Dorothy’s birth- day, and she may get the new doll and the real dog. We should run away before they come. Won’t that be better than to stay here? Dorothy will never love us after she gets the new things.”

Mary Jane said, “I’ll go with you, Tony. Perhaps we can find a little girl who has no dog or doll at all. Oh, let us hurry as fast as we can!”IV

Mary Jane put on her little coat and her hat. Tony took the blanket that Dorothy always wrapped him in at night. Then they were ready to run away.

“How shall we get out of the house?” asked Mary Jane. “Dorothy is fast asleep, but her mother and father are still in the living room. They will see us if we go down the stairs.”

“Why can’t we jump out of the back window?” said Tony.

“I believe we can,” answered Mary Jane. “We can go along the road, and no one will see us.”

They hurried to the back window and looked out. Tony said, “It isn’t far to the ground. I’ll go first.”

He jumped and landed in the soft snow. When Mary Jane saw that Tony was safe, she came flying after him.

“Now let us hurry,” said Tony. They tried to run, but they found that the snow was so deep they could hardly move.

“We aren’t any farther from the house, and I’m getting tired,” said Mary Jane in a few minutes.

“So am I,” said Tony. “Are you cold, Mary Jane?”

“No, I’m not cold, but the snow is so deep that I cannot walk.”

“Well, we can sleep here by the steps till the milk-man comes early in the morning,” said Tony. “We can follow the path he makes and get away before people are up. Then we shan’t meet anyone.”

“All right, let us do that,” said Mary Jane, who was very tired and sleepy.

Tony wrapped his warm blanket around them, and he and Mary Jane went to sleep by the steps.V

They were sleeping so well that they never heard the milk-man come. They didn’t even hear Dorothy run downstairs to look at her new doll that had real curls.

When Dorothy went upstairs to waken Mary Jane and Tony, and show them her new doll, she could not find them. She called, “Mother, Mother! I can’t find Mary Jane and Tony! Where are they?”

Dorothy and Mother and Father looked all over the house for Mary Jane and Tony. But of course they were not found, and Dorothy was very sad.

By and by the maid went out to get the milk, and she saw the rag doll and the cloth dog by the steps, sound asleep. When she took them inside the house, they were still sleeping.

The first thing they knew, Dorothy was saying, as she hugged them tight, “Oh, my dear, dear Mary Jane and Tony! How did you get out in the snow? I was so sad when I could not find you. Mary Jane, I love you more than my new doll with curls.

“And Tony dear, I love you more than I shall ever love the real dog I’m going to get some day. Now come and look at my birthday presents.”

“I wonder,” said Dorothy’s mother, “how Mary Jane and Tony ever got out there by the steps.” But Mary Jane and Tony never could tell, and I’m sure that you and I never will.—— Anne Gage

 06 BILLY’S GARDENI

One day Billy said, “What a fine garden you have, Mother! There are such pretty flowers in it, and so many good things to eat. May I have a garden, too?”

“Yes,” answered his mother. “You may have a little garden of your own if you will take care of it. The sunny corner of the yard, near the fence, will be a fine place. Here are some seeds for you to plant.”

Billy took the seeds and started off. As he went down the path, he saw a rake.

“Where are you going?” asked the rake.

Billy said, “I am going to the sunny corner of the yard, to make a garden.”

“May I go with you?” said the rake.

“What can you do to help me?” asked the boy.

“I can take away the sticks and stones,” answered the rake.

“Then you may come with me,” said Billy.● • What did Billy’s mother have in her garden?● • Where did his mother say he could make his garden?● • What did the rake say it could do to help Billy?II

So the boy and the seeds and the rake went down the path together. Soon they saw a spade.

“Where are you going?” cried the spade.

“We are going to the sunny corner of the yard, near the fence, to make a garden.” said Billy.

“May I go with you?” asked the spade. “What can you do to help us?” said Billy.

“I can dig up the ground, and I can make holes for your seeds,” answered the spade.

“Then you may come, too,” said Billy.

So the little boy and the seeds and the rake and the spade went down the path together. Soon they saw a hoe.

“Where are you going?” asked the hoe.

Billy said, “We are all going to the sunny corner of the yard, near the fence, to make a garden.”

“May I go with you?” said the hoe. “What can you do to help us?” asked Billy.

The hoe answered, “I can keep the weeds away from your garden. The little plants cannot grow if there are weeds in the garden.”

“Then you may come, too,” said Billy. So they all went down the path together. Soon they met a fat green toad.

“Where are you going?” asked the toad.

Billy said, “We are all going to the sunny corner of the yard, near the fence, to make a garden.”

“May I go, too?” asked the toad.

“What can you do to help us?” asked the little boy.

“I can catch the bugs that would eat your plants,” answered the toad, “and I can watch the garden for you at night.”

“Then you may come, too,” said Billy.

So the boy and the seeds and the rake and the spade and the hoe and the toad all went down the path together.III

Soon they came to the sunny corner of the yard, by the fence. Then the rake and the spade and Billy all went to work to make a garden.

The rake took away all the sticks and the stones. The spade dug up the ground and made holes for the seeds.● • What did the spade say it could do to help Billy?● • What could the hoe do to help?● • What work could the toad do in the garden?

Billy planted the seeds that his mother had given him. There were seeds of beets and carrots and beans, and some flower seeds, too.

In a few days the seeds began to grow. Little plants peeped up out of the ground. Then the hoe went to work. It kept all the weeds away.

The toad ate the bugs and watched the garden at night.

Every day that summer Billy worked in his garden. He saw the plants grow large and tall. Some of them had buds and then flowers.

And one day after a long time Billy took some fresh vegetables and some lovely flowers to his mother, and said, “These are from my own little garden.”—— Carolyn Sherwin Bailey● • Tell how the garden was made.● • What did Billy plant in it?● • What did he take to his mother?● • Tell the whole story.07 HOW THE FLOWERS GROW

This is how the flowers grow;

I have watched them, and I know.

First, above the ground is seen

A tiny blade of purest green,

Reaching up and peeping forth

East and west, and south and north.

Then it shoots up day by day,

Growing in a curious way

Round a blossom, which it keeps

Warm and cozy while it sleeps.

Then the sunbeams find their way

To the sleeping bud and say,

“We are children of the sun,

Sent to wake thee, little one.”

And the leaflet, opening wide,

Shows the tiny bud inside,

Peeping with half-opened eye

On the bright and sunny sky.

Breezes from the west and south

Lay their kisses on its mouth;

Till the petals all are grown,

And the bud’s a flower blown.

This is how the flowers grow;

I have watched them and I know.—— Gabriel Setoun08 UP TO THE SKY AND BACK

One day not long ago the Sun called his sunshine fairies together.

“Dear fairies,” he said, “I shall need a great many clouds next week. Will you help make them?”

“Yes, yes,” said the fairies, “we will help you. We are glad to help, because we are always happy when we are helping someone.”

The fairies had helped the Sun so many times that they knew just what to do.

Some of the little fairies went down into the country, and gathered dew in the fields and meadows. Then up they flew with the dewdrops.

The other fairies flew down to the brook, and took as many drops of water from it as they could carry. Away they flew to the Sun.

After a while the Sun said, “Dear little sunshine fairies, you have brought me so many drops of water that I have enough to make a great many clouds.”

When the Sun had the clouds all ready, he said, “Now I wish the Wind were here. He would blow the clouds just where I want them to go.”

Soon the Sun heard the Wind coming, and he said, “Will you help me? I have a great many clouds ready, and I want to send them to different places.”

The Wind answered, “I shall be very glad to help you.”

Then the Sun said, “Away over in the city the streets are very hot, and the trees want a drink. First, will you please take some of the clouds over to the city and give the trees a drink.”

The Wind took some of the clouds and left them just above the city. Soon the raindrops were falling on the houses and the trees and the streets. Faster and faster they fell. How glad everything was to have a drink!

Then the Wind went back to the Sun and said, “Dear Sun, I have taken those clouds to the city. Where shall I take some of the others?”

The Sun answered, “The farmers in the country would like some rain to make the corn and the wheat and the grass grow. Please take these clouds over into the country.”

The Wind blew very hard, and soon the clouds were over the fields. In a few minutes the raindrops were falling on the grass and the corn and the wheat.

So the little drops of water came back to the earth, where they had been before the fairies took them up to the Sun, who made them into clouds.

As the Sun looked down upon the earth, he saw a small brook that had just a little water in it. Then he thought, “The fish in that brook need more water. I will send a cloud over there.”

When the Wind came back, the Sun said, “Please blow some of the clouds over to the little brook.”

The Wind did as he was asked to do, and the rain fell down into the brook, until the fish had plenty of water.

So, you see, the little drops of water went up to the sky and came back again.

We have to thank the Sun, the sunshine fairies, and the Wind for giving us a drink, and for giving a drink to everything else on earth.—— Katherine Orr

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