Lesson:

1. One autumn night, when the wind was high,


And the rain fell in heavy plashes,


A little boy sat by the kitchen fire,


A-popping corn in the ashes;


And his sister, a curly-haired child of three,


Sat looking on, just close to his knee.





2. Pop! pop! and the kernels, one by one,


Came out of the embers flying;


The boy held a long pine stick in his hand,


And kept it busily plying;


He stirred the corn, and it snapped the more,


And faster jumped to the clean-swept floor.





3. Part of the kernels flew one way,


And a part hopped out the other;


Some flew plump into the sister's lap,


Some under the stool of the brother;


The little girl gathered them into a heap,


And called them a flock of milk-white sheep.





DEFINITIONS


1. Plashes: Splashes or the sound made by splashes.


2. Plying: Giving way or yielding to a force.