11. "No, my dear," said his mother. "See how many thorns it has on its
stem. You must not touch it. If you should try to pluck a rose like this,
you would be sure to hurt your hand."

12. When Ralph found that he could not have the white rose, he began to
scream, and snatched it. But he was soon very sorry. The thorns tore his
hand. It was so sore he could not use it for some time.

13. Ralph did not soon forget this. When he wanted what he should not
have, his mother would point to his sore hand. He at last learned to do as
he was told.



LESSON XLVII.

slope voic'es rush'ing beam'ing track cheeks

flood'ing laugh'ter health a glow' coast'ing trudg'ing

frost'y Is'a bel pleas'ure land'scape


[Illustration: Several children sledding down snowy hill.]


COASTING DOWN THE HILL.

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