COB B'S TOYS, 
 
 THIRD SERIES, 
 
 No. lO. 
 
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 FOR 
 
 ALL GOOD CHILDREN; 
 
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 PREFACE 
 
 fO THE THIRD SERIES. 
 
 This Series of Toys contains a more extensive and 
 iiiinute description of Animals. Birds. Fishes, Articles 
 of Manufacture, <tec. than was given in the First and 
 Stecond Series. 
 
 This Series is intended for a larger class of my 
 young friends than the preceding ones; and, it. is 
 hoped they will be both benefited and amused by 
 their perusal. 
 
 In this as well as in all the other Series nothing has 
 been permitted to find a place which is false, urmatu- 
 ral, or unphilosophical, or any details of conversations 
 among animals which never did, and which never can 
 take place. 
 
 Ii is believed that in the lame field of Nature and 
 Art. there are sufficient, materials for descriptions and 
 fciones without launching into the field of Fiction and 
 Falsehood to find subjects which will be interesting 
 t; children. 
 
 To remove difficulties in the readingof these Stories 
 as far as possible, and thereby render them more in- 
 teresting, the language used in the descriptions is limit- 
 *d to words ot ons, two, and thkjsb syllables. 
 
 New Yorte, March I. 1836* 
 
ALWAYS SPEAK THE TROTH. 
 
 George Washington, late President 
 of he United States, always spoke the 
 truth. During his whole "life he had 
 peat regard for truth, and was never 
 known, under any circumstance, to 
 make a false statement. 
 
 When he was about six years old. a 
 friend of his gave him a hatchet. George 
 thought it a very line present and wis 
 constantly going about, chopping every 
 thing that came in his wav. 
 
 One very pleasant morning, he walk- 
 ed out into his father's garden with his 
 hatchet in his hand. It was a beautiful 
 garden, in winch were flowers, of vari- 
 ous kinds, such as pinks, lilies, iilachs 
 roses, &c. which greeted the eve at 
 every step. George was delighted with 
 the prospect around him. 
 
 In the east end of the garden was a 
 quantity oi pea-bushes which had been 
 placed there by his excellent mother. 
 1 hese bu»hes were dry and dead so that 
 the Hacking of George's hatchet on 
 
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them did not do much hurt, except to 
 weaken their strength and make them 
 less able to bear the weight of peas that 
 mioht grow on the pea-vines. 
 
 But George had the misfortune 
 thoughtlessly to try the edge of his 
 hatchet on the body of a beautiful youixx 
 English cherry-tree which he injured so 
 much that it scarcely if ever got over it. 
 
 On the following morning his papa, 
 in his walk in the garden, observed the 
 injury done to his favourite cherry-tree, 
 and after walking awhile, returned to 
 the house, and inquired of the different 
 members of the family whether any of 
 them knew who had done the mischief, 
 remarking, at the same time, that he 
 would not have taken five dollars for 
 the tree. No one was able to inform 
 him, for there was no person in the gar- 
 den with George when he cut the tree. 
 
 Presently George made his appear- 
 ance with his hatchet in his hand. 
 
 "George," said his papa, u do you 
 know who killed that beautiful little 
 cherrv-M-oe yonder in the garden ? r 
 
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Little George with his Hatchet in his 
 hand, and his Papa pointing to the 
 ruined Cherry-tree, 
 
 This was an unpleasant question, and 
 George staggered under it for a moment; 
 then looking at his papa, he bravely 
 cried out " I can not tell a lie, papa ; 
 you know I can not tell a lie, I did it 
 with my little hatchet !' ? " Run to my 
 arms, my dearest boy", said his papa, 
 " you have paid me for my tree a thou- 
 sand times; I freclv forgive you for kil- 
 
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ling it ; and I hope my son will alwavs 
 be hero enough to tell the truth, f et 
 what will come." 
 
 I hope all my young friends will be 
 as honest as little George Washington 
 was, and remember always to speak the 
 
 THE TWO COTTAGE GIRLS. 
 
 In a delightful town in New En- 
 g and, there lived a family of the name 
 of Davis. Their residence was in a 
 neat little cottage in a beautiful valley 
 on the bank of a river, whose water's 
 glided smoothly by the side of their 
 humble but happy mansion. Mr 
 U*n» had two daughters who were 
 twins. Mrs. Davis took great pains lo 
 dress them alike, and alwavs !o have 
 tnem make a neat appearance. Their 
 names were Helen and Maria. In 
 pleasant warm weather, thev often took 
 a walk by the river, and were much 
 pleased with the delightful groves and 
 
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 scenery, which their handsome valley 
 presented to their view. 
 
 Helen and Maria meet an old Gen* 
 tleman with his little Dog by his side. 
 
 One fine morning they were neatlv 
 dressed by their mamma', and walked 
 out as usual. A short distance from 
 the house, they met an old gentleman 
 who was very kind, wealthy, and friend- 
 ly, and very fond of good children. His 
 residence was hi a very spleadid li^ua* 
 
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 gion, in a village about two miles from 
 the cottage of Mr. Davis. He wore a 
 plain coat and an old-fashioned hat. 
 Owing to his advanced age, he made 
 use of spectacles- — all which gave him 
 a very grave appearance. The girls, 
 who were then ahout ten years of age, 
 had been taught by their good and ex- 
 cellent mamma, that aged people who 
 conduct themselves property,- should- al- 
 ways be treated with kindness, respect, 
 and attention. Thev, therefore, as thev 
 came near the old gentleman, made a 
 polite and modest courtesy to him. 
 
 Mr. Walker, (which was the name 
 of the old gentleman), spoke very kind- 
 ly to the girls, and inquired about their 
 health and other matters connected 
 with their fainilv. Helen, who was not 
 as diffident as Maria, answered Mr. 
 Walker very frankly and modestly, and 
 in such an artless manner that he was 
 much pleased. 
 
 He inquired of them whether thev 
 would not prefer a residence in the vil- 
 lage. They both informed him, that 
 
they chose rather to remain in their 
 cottage than in any other place. They 
 had all the comforts of life ; and there 
 they were able to take a walk by the 
 side of their delightful river. They 
 could also raise their own fowls and 
 milk their own cows, all which was 
 very nice sport for them. 
 
 They said there were many tfrargs 
 which people who live in the villas 
 have that they, in their humble cottag*e 
 could not have; yet thev were quite 
 happy, as they never wi'shed for airv 
 thing which their kind parents were not 
 able to furnish them. 
 
 The old gentleman was quite sur- 
 prised at their candid and simple man- 
 ners, as well as their wise and discreet 
 remarks, and left them, and returned 
 home, fully convinced that people who 
 live in cottages may be happy, though 
 they are poor, if they are only con- 
 tented. 
 
 All young persons should remember, 
 that contentment renders every good 
 thing that we may enjoy doubly 'sweet : 
 
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 and that, without contentment, thev 
 would be wretched, if they had the 
 richest palace for a dwelling. 
 
 ELIZA AND HARRIET. 
 
 Eliza and Harriet were two very 
 lovely girls. Eliza was twelve years 
 old, and Harriet, her little sister, was 
 six years old. Eliza was a very kind 
 and good girl, and extremely fond of 
 her little sister Harriet ; who was also 
 a sweei, pleasant child. Whenever 
 their mamma purchased any thino- for 
 Eliza, or if she had a present of any 
 thing, she always divided it equally 
 with Harriet ; and, if she wished any 
 of her playthings, she would at once 
 lend them to her, and never quarrel 
 with her, or tease her. 
 
 The house in which they lived stood 
 on a pleasant and delightful spot, from 
 which all the surrounding country could 
 be viewed. In rear of the house stood 
 
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 a beautiful and stately sugar maple-tree, 
 the branches of which spread over 
 nearly all of the yard, and extended 
 over a part of the roof of the house 
 Under this large tree, Eliza and Har- 
 riet spent a great deal of time, when 
 they were not in school and the weather 
 was pleasant. There they sometimes 
 amused themselves with their dolls and 
 other playthings, and sometimes Eliza 
 would amuse Harriet with little stories 
 which had been told to her, or which 
 she had read in her little books. When 
 they took a walk together. Eliza would 
 take Harriet by the hand, and lead her 
 along very carefully, always keeping 
 her out of the dirt and wet places. 
 
 One fine morning thev arose verv 
 early, and took a walk to inhale the 
 pnre air of the hills and mountains, 
 just, as the sun came forth to look upon 
 the beauties of creation, while the lark 
 soared high above them on its happy 
 wmgs. Eliza was delighted with the 
 sight ; and, putting her left hand gently 
 on Harriet's shoulder, pointed to the 
 
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 Eliza pointing to the Lark, soaring in 
 the sky. 
 
 Lark with her right hand. Harriet 
 took off her bonnet, and put up her right 
 hand to screen her eyes from the daz- 
 zling rays of the sun., while she looked 
 at the beautiful bird. After they had 
 walked a little farther, they returned 
 home verv cheerful and much re- 
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 One day her little sister Harriet 
 wished her to teach her how to sew. 
 So Eliza very patiently threaded the 
 needle for her, made the knots in the 
 ends of the thread, and basted down 
 the herns for her, until Harriet was able 
 to do these things herself. 
 
 Eliza takes care of her own clothes 
 and always folds them up neatly, and 
 shows her little sister to do so too*; and, 
 therefore, she knows where they are 
 and can find them in the dark as well 
 as in the light. When she and Har- 
 riet come home from school, she takes 
 the school books out of the basket, and 
 puts them in their proper place, and 
 never leaves them scattered about, to 
 be in the wav of her mamma. 
 
 Eliza and Harriet were both such 
 excellent children, that their mamma 
 scarcely ever had any occasion to chide 
 them or find fault with them ; and, all 
 who were acquainted with them, es- 
 steemed them very highly. 
 
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 THE CROSS GIRL. 
 
 Huldah Jones is a very cross and 
 peevish little girl. When she wishes 
 any thing, she always whines or frets 
 at the time she asks for it ; and, never 
 speaks in a pleasant manner. 
 
 Mrs. Jones washing Iluldali's face, so 
 that she could go to school. 
 
 When it is time for Iiuldah to go 
 to school, and her mamma wishes to 
 wash her face and hands, and comb her 
 hair, she always murmurs or appears 
 sulky, find scarce! r e^er bids her mam- 
 
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 ma good morning, or sets off cheerful 
 and happy as good girls do. I hope 
 none of my young female friends are 
 like Huldah Jones 
 
 THE IMPRUDENT BOY. 
 
 Peter was always inclined to do 
 what was not prudent, and would not 
 mind what was said to him. At one 
 time he would get upon the window- 
 seat, and be in imminent danger of 
 falling out of the window ; at another 
 time he would climb up on the back of 
 a chair, so as to be in danger of falling 
 when the person should rise who was 
 sitting on the chair. 
 
 One day Peter wished to have some 
 apples ; and, his mamma told him that 
 she would send for some to the orchard 
 as soon as the hired man should come 
 in to his dinner. Peter, who was then 
 but six years old, told his mamma, that 
 lie eould climb the tree aud get some 
 
Peter falling from the Apple-tree. 
 
 himself. His mamma answered him, 
 that she feared he would fall and hurt 
 him badly. He waited a few moments 
 for the man to come ; and, as soon as 
 his mamma was out of sight, ran to the 
 orchard, got into one of the trees, fell, 
 and broke his arm. Poor Peter wept 
 bitterly, when the Doctor came to sc»J 
 the broken bone ! 
 
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BENJAMIN OLDS, 
 
 HAS ALSO FOR SALS 
 
 COBB'S SERIES 
 
 OF 
 
 SCHOOL BOOKS, 
 
 COMPRISING 
 
 k SPELLING, READING. ANi) ARITHMETICAL 
 
 COURSE. 
 
 «3=S= 
 
 SPELLING COURSE. 
 
 Cobb's First Book, 
 Cobb's Spelling Book, 
 Cobb's Expositor, 
 Cobb's School Dictionary. 
 
 READING COURSE. 
 
 Cobb's Juvenile Reader, No. 1, 
 Cobb's Juvenile Reader, No. 2, 
 Cobb's Juvenile Reader. No. 3, 
 Cobb's Sequel to the Juvenile Readers* 
 Cobb's North American Reader. 
 
 ARITHMETICAL COURSE. 
 
 Cobb's Arithmetical Rules and Tables, 
 Cobb's Explanatory Arithmetick, No. 1, 
 Cobb's Explanatory Arithmetick, No. 2, 
 Cobb's Ciphering- Book, No. 1, 
 Cobb's Cinherinij-Book, No. 2.