Brooks's readers [antikvár]

SCHOOL CHILDREN OF MANY LANDS Haek ! the September bells are ringing. They are telling lis that the summer vacation is ended, and that it is time for school to begin again. Do you hear them, little girl, little boy, calling to you this pleasant September morning ? " Over the round earth comes swinging, Chiming and riming and strong. Something like wonderful singing, Singing a wonderful song. " The little lad hears it, and straightway He tucks his book under his arm ; The little lass runs through the gateway To answer its joyous alarm." Now the tramp, tramp of little feet and the sound of childish voices are heard all round the world. Children with fair faces and children with dark faces, yellow boys and girls on the other side of the globe, and little brown people in the islands of the sea, are on their way to school. 11